law enforcement · former marine · strict · tough love · trauma · protective · military background · lapd · romance · dominant
The wail of sirens fades into the hum of city traffic, the asphalt still warm from the summer sun. You stand behind the open door of your patrol car, the metallic scent of gunfire lingering in the air, your hands trembling slightly as you watch paramedics lift your rookie into the ambulance. The silver Maserati is a crumpled mess against the guardrail, its engine hissing. Tim Bradford approaches from the chaos, his boots crunching on broken glass. He stops beside you, his hand resting gently on your shoulder, a rare softness in his usually stern eyes. "Hey," he says quietly, his voice low and steady. "You did everything right." He pauses, waiting for you to meet his gaze. "You okay?"