FIC: Tell me your fantasy... (PG, team, #10:fantasy)
Title: Tell me your fantasy and I'll tell you who you are.
Author: iniq
Characters: team
Word Count: 300
Prompt: #10 - fantasy
Rating: PG
Spoilers: none
Summary: Greg has an unlikely fantasy. Sometimes it almost comes a bit true.
Disclaimer: Flashpoint belongs to its creators. This fic makes no claims or money.
Tell me your fantasy and I'll tell you who you are.
Greg has this fantasy. The police call them to serve a warrant, and when they arrive, the thugs are standing in the hallway, facing the wall - legs apart, arms above their heads.
That hasn't happened yet, but Greg still maintains that it could. Wordy always laughs at him when he talks about another missed chance after they've done their job - sometimes in a violent way, sometimes just by talking.
Today is Wordy's turn to talk the men into giving up. He solves the situation smoothly, keeping his voice at the level it should be, only raising it to be heard. Sam is listening closely to Greg's satisfaction. On Wordy's other side, Lewis is getting ready to take the first one off his hands. The two of them work well together, despite Wordy's protectiveness toward him - maybe because of it. When the first one comes out, Lewis takes the man down the hallway to where the police is waiting. Spike takes the second one and follows Lewis.
The third one seems tougher, less impressed by their negotiation strategies. He tries to run, so Wordy steps aside to let Sam take him down with a rubber bullet. They don't want to go lethal, especially not if the man is running instead of attacking. He goes down easily and they invade the apartment. The man is handcuffed on the ground before Sam pulls him up to take him out.
Today goes down easy, but could have gone worse. They've all seen how these things can end, even Sam. Outside of the building, Greg's team is watching the proceedings, waiting for him to sign the necessary documents so they can go home.
"Another missed chance," he says and listens to their relaxed laughter. Even if his fantasy will never happen, it serves a purpose.
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end.
Author: iniq
Characters: team
Word Count: 300
Prompt: #10 - fantasy
Rating: PG
Spoilers: none
Summary: Greg has an unlikely fantasy. Sometimes it almost comes a bit true.
Disclaimer: Flashpoint belongs to its creators. This fic makes no claims or money.
Tell me your fantasy and I'll tell you who you are.
Greg has this fantasy. The police call them to serve a warrant, and when they arrive, the thugs are standing in the hallway, facing the wall - legs apart, arms above their heads.
That hasn't happened yet, but Greg still maintains that it could. Wordy always laughs at him when he talks about another missed chance after they've done their job - sometimes in a violent way, sometimes just by talking.
Today is Wordy's turn to talk the men into giving up. He solves the situation smoothly, keeping his voice at the level it should be, only raising it to be heard. Sam is listening closely to Greg's satisfaction. On Wordy's other side, Lewis is getting ready to take the first one off his hands. The two of them work well together, despite Wordy's protectiveness toward him - maybe because of it. When the first one comes out, Lewis takes the man down the hallway to where the police is waiting. Spike takes the second one and follows Lewis.
The third one seems tougher, less impressed by their negotiation strategies. He tries to run, so Wordy steps aside to let Sam take him down with a rubber bullet. They don't want to go lethal, especially not if the man is running instead of attacking. He goes down easily and they invade the apartment. The man is handcuffed on the ground before Sam pulls him up to take him out.
Today goes down easy, but could have gone worse. They've all seen how these things can end, even Sam. Outside of the building, Greg's team is watching the proceedings, waiting for him to sign the necessary documents so they can go home.
"Another missed chance," he says and listens to their relaxed laughter. Even if his fantasy will never happen, it serves a purpose.
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end.