Officer and I [Chapter two]: Surprises await
• Summary: Following the Arklay murders, a handful of similar incidents arise across Raccoon City. All the while, a handsome police officer meets a recently promoted detective. Can their combined efforts put an end to an impending doom?
• Warnings + content + genres: Mentions of blood & gore, [trigger warning] Violence, Weaponry, [Smut], Consensual sex, fluff, self-insert, crime & mystery, Horror, Romance, Angst, Hurt & Comfort.
• Pairings: Leon S. Kennedy (Police Officer!) x (Female) Reader (Detective!)
A/N: text is written in white, dark mode works best when reading.
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As you closed the door to the west office, a hand reached for your shoulder, giving it a slight pat before you could react, “Detective (L/N)”, You turned around, curious at the tone, before straightening up once you saw the familiar man,
“We’ve been over this”, he grimaced, expressing distaste for the honorific you often used, despite his best efforts to tell you otherwise. You chuckled, the apples of your cheeks churning in shade from your widened smile in addition to the feeling of the sun’s rays from the rectangular window overlooking the city. “Is there anything I can help you with?”, you questioned, raking your brain for any responsibility you might've missed on the way in.
“Fortunately for you, nothing as of right now. Just came to remind you. The rookie’s coming in soon”, you nodded.
“Knowing how good of a cop you were, I wanted this final assignment to leave an impression on you. So don’t fail me now.”, you looked at him intently, so utterly hard that you could almost see the remnants of admiration and sorrow swimming in his eyes. It was safe to say he’d missed you.
“In case you get side-tracked, I’ve listed every single duty on file, right on your new desk. With that, I’ll leave you to it. Wish you luck on your endeavors.”
“Lieutenant-”, you held out a hand to pause his departure, smiling desperately after seeing his faltering, stoic facade. He stopped, looking at you expectantly,
“You say that like I won’t be under your command anymore. I have a week left y’know. Appreciate me until then”, you winked, lips curling into a smile. In all honesty, you wished Marvin were less stressed about the ongoing situation. You could see through his hard exterior and it was clear he was holding his emotions back. Maybe he didn’t want to talk about it now, but something in the way he spoke to you this time around let you know that he’d grown so attached to you. The older male relaxed, stifling a soft chuckle before retreating from the pathway, “You’re right, detective. That reminds me, now that you mention it, I think I’ll add on another assignment for good measure”, shock washed over you as you quickly shook your head, earning another chuckle from the man who looked at you fondly, “Take care rookie”, he gently brushed passed.
“I’m not a rookie anymore!”, you huffed childishly as you turned, only for him to be nowhere near. Placing a hand on your perspirated forehead, you stifled a dry laugh, before moving from the walkway, and in the direction of the six desks seated in the middle of the office. You looked at the empty seats for a second, immediately noting that your team had an early start.
You withdrew focus from the notion, citing the fact that numerous riots have been occurring across the city. They probably had to go manage them. The reason for those occurrences has yet to be identified but rumors have been referencing some sort of secret organization that has been contributing to foul play through human experimentation. Even so, the police force has yet to comment on it, as they have yet to find any indication of said company.
While you never intended to make such things your everyday norm as a police officer, you often waited for your lieutenant's word as that's what you trusted best. And as of right now, he wanted you least concerned with it. However, even without a lack of bodies from your squad that usually invaded the room, something ultimately still felt off. Aside from the riots and rumors going on, perhaps, it was the details of your impending absence. Upon approaching the first workspace located between the rest, you grew glum, a frown making its way onto your lips.
Your fingers drummed over it as you thought back silently to the many assignments you’ve had to do there. You hated to admit it, but while you had the most atrocious and traumatic experiences there, you also had pleasant ones.
Drawing closer to the area where your old name tag would’ve been, you spotted the new one. Bold, golden, letters contrasted against the black band that wrapped around the rectangular holder. Your anguish quickly dissipated, replaced by curiosity,
So that was the new rookie’s name, huh?
You repeated it in your head, curious as to how it’d sound rolling off your tongue despite previously catching the first half of his name in your final group meeting with the lieutenant. The sun’s glint on the desk forced you to set the nameplate down as a new thing derived your attention.
You picked the neatly folded paper up from the center of the desk, taking a few minutes to read it, before setting it down.
What a cute assignment for a rookie. Easy work and it sounded like an icebreaker a high school teacher would’ve used. You found amusement in the idea that the Lieutenant concocted for the new member of the police force.
‘At least he tried’, you chuckled, thinking back to the goofy assignment Marvin first gave you. Knowing how hectic the next few days would be, you knew the new officer wouldn’t get to lay eyes on the paper until the end of the week at best.
He’d be stuck with you for the most part.
A gust of wind rolled over you, as a selective few of your colleagues came rushing in, paving the way to a loud and rowdy desk area,
“Hey guys”, you smiled, watching as Rita hurriedly climbed up on her wooden table with glittery alphabetical banners in hand. Elliot groaned lazily before shortly following suit. You proceeded to watch the two bicker for a hot minute before they snapped their heads to you in a quick manner,
“Oh! Heya, (Y/N)!”, Rita greeted, grabbing a piece of flimsy scotch tape from the side of her wrist,
“Don't mind us, we’re just-, we’re just,”
“Finishing some last-minute decorations?”
“Pretty much”, The female grabbed her police vector, tugging it down just a smudge to hide the embarrassment on her face.
“Hey you”, Elliot remarked, the exasperated look in his eyes leaving you confused as he handed you a pile of supplies, “Now that you’re here, do you mind helping Rita finish the decorations? Yeah? Please? Thanks”, he squeezed your shoulder before jogging in the direction of the doorway. You stood, dumbfounded before looking at the blonde in question, “He was tired of helping me. Said I was apparently too pushy and he wanted to do some real police work ”, she sighed, mumbling something about a “fuckin prick”.
“I heard that”, came audibly from across the room. You chuckled at them before sluggishly planting a firm foot on a desk and tugging your body on top. Rita smirked, giving you the end of the alphabetical banner she held,
“Sometimes, hard work isn’t police work.”
You nodded, “Especially when it pertains to throwing a surprise celebration in a police station."
You both chuckled. Although you expected the surprise celebration to be a difficult occasion to gain approval for by the likes of Marvin, it surprisingly wasn’t. Perhaps because it wasn't very often the lieutenant inducted a new officer. With what had been going on for the past few months, nobody wanted to work in Raccoon city. The violence often overwhelmed people. Especially when it contributed to death. It was too much of a burden for them or their family. Under that exact circumstance, you began to accept that perhaps you could see where Marvin was coming from when he decided to let the squad he commanded do this. The two of you tapped up the edges of the banner, with it finally and clearly reading, ‘Welcome Leon’. Rita helped you settle down carefully in your chair, shortly seating herself as well,
“Thanks for helping me, I know you have your own things to do”, she motioned towards your office, which sat directly to the right of the room. “Nah, it’s fine”, you waved a hand dismissively, “Might as well help set up the celebration since I’ll be the one showing him around”,
Rita smiled wolfishly, “Oh yeah, I forgot. Way to go robocop”.
“I try, I try”, you shrugged, laughing in the end. You both quieted down, eyes glancing over the time before hurriedly moving across the room. Work didn’t start until 8:30 am for either of you, but today, you were asked to come in early for the sake of the newbie.
“As much as I’d love to stay and chat, we should probably get to crackin.",
“Agreed. Lieutenant told me I could get started on my first assignment while I wait for the rook- eh, Leon.”, she eyed you suspiciously, sensing your particular avoidance towards his name. She began to nod slowly, “I see. well then, I salute you detective. Have a good rest of your day. It’s been a pleasure working with you”, she smiled solemnly, trying her best to keep her emotions at bay despite wanting to ball her eyes out in the work environment,
“Thank you, Rita. It’s been a pleasure working with you too." you grabbed her hand, giving it a squeeze before standing. "Take care of the boys for me, will Ya?”, you gathered up a few pens and pencils from a cup on your desk, leaving some for your new friend while grabbing a few for yourself,
“Considering the fact that I’m officially the only female. It’s a definite yes”, she confirmed, grabbing at the stray supplies scattered across the workstation. Taking a moment to wash away the sadness of your old job, you took a deep breath before walking across the room and looking at your brand-new office space. The greyish-blue colors of the west office curved around the walls framing your cubic space, leaving just enough space for the three square windows right above your sitting space. The interior looked nice and neat, a big brown desk old with age, but brand new with purpose. Just as you move to hanker down and pop open one of the numerous files on your desk, the chatter from the west office rose in volume, spiking your curiosity,
“Welcome Leon! Nice to meet you!”
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