#ft. gabriel haddad.

[nomadjones]

closed for: @is-it-gabriel

where: sea shanty

"What's the weirdest interaction you've had on the clock?" Dallas asks, his focus half on Gabe and half on wiping away the buffalo sauce residue on his fingers with a napkin, seeking out a side of gossip with the wings he was working his way through. "Can you tell me that or is it classified?"

[nomadjones]

"Sounds like all you needed was someone to be illegally housing a cousin of King Kong and you've got yourself a movie right in front of ya."

By the sounds of it, catching the komodo dragon had been enough of a palaver without a monkey on the loose, but that made it no less fun to imagine.

"Nature preserve is the best place for him."

Dallas takes another wing in hand, giving a generous pour of the Frank's Red Hot that was on the edge of the table alongside the salt and pepper, not one to shy away from the heat.

He scoots his plate to catch any excess hot sauce drips, purposefully giving Gabe something to think about while he ate.

"The weirdest pet I've ever dealt with on the clock isn't as exotic as that, but I'm betting ya won't guess what it was."

@is-it-gabriel

Hearing the fact he did technically have a loophole was kind of funny. They were having a friendly conversation and it still sounded like he was talking to one of the lawyers who walked into the station to discuss a case. He didn’t know if it was a good enough story but it was burned in his mind and his memory, cause there was nothing scarier then being chanced around by giant lizards as it turned out.

“ it was pretty big. It took two people to catch the guy after my partner realized I was being chased around by Son of Godzilla. The thing was Komodo Dragons are illegal in California. So we had to confiscate him. Which sucked since it was her pet. He’s in a nature preserve now and she can visit him since it’s in LA, but Jesus, it made me realize I needed to keep doing my physical therapy back then. @nomadjones

[nomadjones]

"There you go, loophole. Spill."

Gabe didn't need Dallas' permission, but he gave it nonetheless in the spirit of encouragement and the hopes that he was going to hear the kind of anecdote that was so interesting he would have to repeat it with the names changed.

He soon comes to find there's no names, but the the creature at the centre of the crime didn't need one, the picture in his mind spoke for itself.

"No shit, how big was it? I've seen pictures and they look real alligator sized."

@is-it-gabriel

“ oh shit. “ Gabe replied shaking his head as he tried to think of an answer. To be honest, a lot of his cases and work was pretty weird. Because he wasn’t really a normal cop he often found himself in strange situations as the detective. “ I mean, as long as it goes to court, I can say things. If it was something that I was working on then now, but this one happened around the time I moved back here so it’s been a while. “ he explained. “ when I moved back, I was still recovering from an injury, so I was mostly put on desk duty and just following up with people, which is not good if the case was something between former spouses who were in the process of divorcing; constantly calling the cops on one another; and potentially having illegal animals. So I showed up to the former wife’s house one day and found myself getting chased around her yard by a Komodo dragon. I was still recovering from being shot and so I wasn’t at my fast as I thought I was going to be put on medical leave again. “ @nomadjones