Bad Cop
You live in a safe part of town. Being married to a cop Steve wasn’t about to put his family at risk if he could help it. He’s worked hard, you both had, but he’d made Captain in department record time and then you’d had Thomas.
Thomas’s favorite part of the day was when Daddy came home. Steve would come in, his uniform a little less crisp than it was when he left, his smile a little sadder and his eyes a little more exhausted. He’d scoop up Tommy, swing him over his head and pretend to eat his belly, much to a scream laughing Tommy’s delight. Then he’d look at you with those tired, eyes and curl an arm around your shoulders to pull you in for a kiss.
You tried not to worry about him while he was at work. You tried not to talk about his work unless he brought it up. But it wasn’t easy.
Steve is like clockwork, so when you hear someone at the door you’re confused. He shouldn’t be home, not yet. You pull up the camera and to your horror see a man in a black ball cap trying to see into your home.
You’re calling Steve before you even process what you’re doing.
“Hey Honey,”
“Someone is trying to break in.” You tell him sprinting up the stairs and to where Thomas is sleeping.
“What.”
“Someone is trying to break in!”
“Buck, my place. Now.” Steve says, “where are you Honey?”
“Thomas’ room. He’s still napping.” You whisper you can hear him sprinting.
“If you hear anything breaking get him and get in the closet okay? We’re already on our way. We don’t want the sirens on because we don’t want him to know where we are.”
“Okay.”
“Two minutes Honey.” You’ve never loved living in a small town more. Then you hear glass shatter.
“Oh no. Glass.”
“Get Thomas, and get in the closet. Do not come out until I come get you okay?”
“Okay.” You whisper, you know he can hear the fear in your voice as you make your way to the little bed that Tommy sleeps in now and scoop him up. Whoever is in your home must not realize you’re there, he’s not being quiet by any means. You hope that Thomas will go back to sleep but when you look over at him those bright blue eyes are looking right at you.
“Baby, we’ve gotta be super quiet okay? We’re playing hide and seek and we don’t want to get found okay?”
“Daddy?” He asks sleepily and you shush him gently.
“Soon. But we have to be so quiet.” How aren’t Steve and Bucky here yet? Your heart is in your throat as you listen to the feet come upstairs. “Steve. Upstairs.” You whisper into the phone holding Thomas tightly. Luckily your two year old seems to understand something isn’t okay.
“I can see the house Honey. I’m going to hang up because we’re coming in hot. I love you. Stay there.”
Nothing in your life has sounded worse that the disconnect tone.
You hear Thomas’ door open and feet come into the room but quickly leave. The only real valuable item in the room is the baby monitor. Then you hear it.
“Don’t you fucking move. Put your hands up! Put your fucking hands up!” Steve yells and Thomas looks at the door and squeals,
“Daddy!”
“You picked the wrong ass house man.” You hear Bucky say just before the closet door is pulled open and your husband yanks you to him.
“Oh thank god.” He breathes into your neck before kissing Thomas on top of his head. Then he presses a searing kiss to your lips.
“They okay Cap?” A third voice calls as two more officers come upstairs. Bucky hands off the man in the hat to the younger officer, Parker you think, and you give Sam a little smile.
“We’re okay.”
“I’m taking the rest of the day.” Steve tells Bucky who nods then heads out of the house.
“You don’t have to.”
“Honey, he broke a window in the house, I’m not leaving you here with a broken window.” Steve says kissing you again, “Also, I need this Honey. Never been so scared in my life.”
“Daddy,” Thomas reaches for Steve.
“Hey buddy, Dad’s gonna change first.” He doesn’t love holding Thomas for too long with all of his gear on, which you appreciate. “Come with me?” He asks you and you weave your fingers through his. Steve presses a kiss to the back of your hand and leads you out of the room. You go to your bedroom where his gun safe is, this one only opens with his fingerprints because you didn’t want little eyes watching and figuring out a code. Even if he couldn’t reach now that wouldn’t be the case forever. Steve puts his mace, taser and gun all in the case then changes quickly. You and Thomas sit on the bed, well you sit and Thomas practices his body slams on your pillows.
“Are you okay?” Steve asks looking over at you.
“Yea, I just can’t believe it happened.” You tell him. “I’m glad the station is so close.”
“Me too.”
“Did you recognize him?”
“No, why?”
“I’m just wondering if it was a targeted attack or if it was really just bad luck on his part.”
“Until we hear otherwise it was just bad luck okay?” He says making his way to the side of the bed. “You did everything right.” He tells you cupping your face in his hands, you didn’t realize how much you’d needed to hear that. Steve leans in to kiss you when Thomas realizes that his dad is fair game to play with now.
“Put your fucking hands up Daddy!” You both freeze a breath away from one another.
“Did he?” Steve murmurs,
“Yup.” You affirm and he groans softly. You press a quick kiss to his lips. “This one is all you Rogers.” You tease as Thomas yells, “Put your fucking hands up Daddy! You’re the bad guy!” Steve groans softly dropping his forehead to your shoulder and you have to bite back a laugh.
This should be interesting.
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