The Red Files (Noble Lance)

[Kira_Wolf_Cub]

"Go fuck yourself." Charlie snarled only to have both gang up on her.

"Shut it missy or I'll find the duct tape in the truck and gag you," Peter snapped. "This car is too fucking small for a yelling match."

Charlie huffed and leaned back in her seat sighing. Today was so not going to be her day. Of well, at least she had finished up her work for today last night so her boss couldn't fire her. Maybe yell for an hour or so, but then again when didn't he yell. Her bigger problem was making bail and being about to leave the cops with a 'thanks a fucking bunch' feeling. Hopefully somewhere they would feel it for days. However the drive towards the hospital was slowly turning into a long one and rather uncomfortable, especially for her as the cuffs seemed to bite into her wrists.

'Assholes, They could have undone after tossing me in here. Police brutality that's what this is, but then again when has Delta's finest ever given a crap about anyone who doesn't line their pockets,' She thought hotly and tried to move so that her wrists weren't hurting so badly. It resulted with her knocking the cold unyeilding melt into her bones instead. "Ow!"

"Sit still," Peter muttered, waiting impaciently for a light to turn left. Looking at Hank he added. "How bad does that hurt? Yah didn't break anything did you?" He watched his partner shake his head 'no'. "Too bad."

"Oh brother...." Charlie growled, rolling her eyes. If these two started going all buddy-buddy on it, she was going to hurl. She moved a little again. "It's impossible to sit still. I have a pair of cuffs digging into my damn back."

"Then don't break the law next time-HEY!"

Just as Peter was turned left the back of his seat lunged forward as the fence which divided the car from them and their 'passengers' rattled. Twisting his head he met the girl's glare as she leaned back far enough to lift her legs up and to her chest. Stopping the car, Peter turned around completely to glare at her while yelling.

"You fucking kick the back of my seat again and I'll throw you in the gad damn trunk bitch, you got that? IT's not my fault you're in fucking cuffs," She stuck her tongue out at him and Peter growled as he started to drive again. "You're probably right about the 10 Hank, though I swear whoever is tapping that probably has to tie her down so she won't knock his teeth out."

Now, when Peter had said it wasn't his fault she was handcuffed, he had ment it was her own, but Charlie chose to see it different. Peter was right about that, he hadn't handcuffed her. It was his partner. The same partner who had foiled her jump and damn near broken her ribs. So... if she wasn't going to be comfortable, neither was he.

Again Peter heard the rattle of the divider but this time he felt nothing. Looking to the side he saw she had aimed her kick for Hank's head, both feet together to make it hit harder so he could feel it. It wouldn't hurt but it was annoying as well. Especially since she kept doing it.

"Jesus Christ. It's like having fucking kids in the damn car."

[noble_lance]

He shook his head no, it was a lie but it was okay "It's impossible to sit still. I have a pair of cuffs digging into my damn back."

"Then lay the fuck down back there you aren't buckled up you loud obnoxious bitch." Hank yelled as he rattled the divider and looked at her through it. "If you don't stop I'm coming back there and making you stop personally, sore ribs and leg or not." He growled as he sat back in his chair.

"Yeah but whoever nailing her probably is on bottom, no way in hell that powder keg lets anyone on top but her." He joked with his partner. "Even so, if she'd mellow out long enough, I'd think I'd give a stab show her a real man." He laughed again but this time felt a whack against the back of his head. For a moment he ignored it as he let the girl be annoying in the back seat of the car.

This went on for about two minutes before it got old real fast. "Peter, stop the goddaamn car and pull it over into that alley." The cop ordered as he watched his partner do so without too much protest. He was going to keep his promise to the girl about police brutality after that little stunt.

Hank got out of the cop car and joined the girl in the back seat as he turned her over onto her stomach trying to avoid her inevitable kicks. After a good struggle he got the door shut to the back of the cruiser and finally got himself in the center of the back seat with Charlie over his lap.

"Now look you, you've hit the cops now 4 times, and are resisting arrest, by law I'm allowed to use necessary force." Hank barked out and with his hand up he brought it straight down onto her rear harshly. Before long he was properly spanking the struggling girl on her covered behind.

[Kira_Wolf_Cub]

In her head Charlie had been singing 'I've been working on the rail road', picturing in her head that she was landing a kick right in Hank's fat head. She had landed thirty or so hits before it seemed both were officaly annoyed.

Well good. So was she.

With a rough swurve of the car that left the car squeeling, Peter took a turn into the nearest alleyway he could find. Police brutality be damn, this bitch was fucking asking for whatever Hank was about to do, even if he didn't know what it was. Tombs was so annoyed, he didn't care that the girl lunged to the side and slammed her head into the widow with a yelp. Instead, he watched as Hank McCain got out of the car, slammed the door shut and ripped the rear doors open.

"Are you fucking inside?!" Charlie yelled, her head throbbing from hitting the door. Christ, the idiot could have knocked her teeth out, she wasn't strapped down by a seat belt after all. But if she was going to yell anything else at Peter it died when she felt a hand grasp her ankle. Twisting, Charlaine found herself looked at one pissed off looking Detective Henry McCain as he joined her in the back seat of the patrol car. "What are you doing? Get off me! Let go!"

She felt her heart jump up in her throat as he forced her on to her stomach, her feet flailing about madly, sometimes hitting him, but mostly the car's interior. Being bound and forced to lie on her stomach was too big a trigger to her memories as her boyfriend Niko and when she was seventeen. She could remember how Niko had screamed in pain as the blades cut his flesh slowly and the hot rotten scent of the killers breath as he dragged the claws down her back.

She was getting ready to scream when he pinned her over his lap, but the slap across her rear stilled her completely as she fell silent simply because he had taken her by surprise.

"OW! Hey! What are you doing?!?" She yelled in outrage. "Stop it! You can't do this."

"About time someone did it to you, yah brat," Peter muttered, watching them via the rear view mirror. "Listen Ms. Merik. It's this or we charge you assault on an official officer of the law, and trust me, a pretty piece of ass like you does not want to end up in the big house."

[noble_lance]

Hank McCain looked down at her as he brought his firm tough hand across her curvy bottom several more times. Had this this not been a punishment he probably would have taken his time and enjoyed it a bit more, damn the 8 or the 9 her ass felt like a 10 against the palm of his hand. He lifted his good leg and pinned her by the ankles the weight of his leg holding them down only made the reporter's behind a better target as his free arm held her upper body down.

His hand never seemed to stop during the whole fight, it just crashed down relentlessly against her bottom as he moved from cheek to cheek and put some attention to her sit spots to make sure it stuck with her in that brief amount of time. The spanking was over before he knew it, as he gave her a good three minute spanking on her behind. He had hoped she'd be stunned by the spanking long enough for him to get her upright in the seat and buckler up as he locked her in the seat. Though he did take some pity on the girl and undid her cuffs long enough to recuff her around the metal rod that was behind each seat that reinforced the divider.

She was trapped there but at least she might shut up being a bit more comfortable than before. Hank got out of the back seat and climbed back into the front seat and motioned for Peter to start again to the hospital. "Now no more bullshit from you little lady or so help me God I will come back there again and belt your bare ass into next week." He threatened before calming down as they continued their drive to the hospital.

"I am not unreasonable." He finally told her after a good five minutes with the hospital in sight. I am fair to those who deserve it, so think about that Ms. Merik... the next few hours can be some of the worst of your life, or as painless as possible. That choice is yours." He warned her as they got to the hospital.

"Toombs watch her again I gotta get her out off the pole." He warned as he waited for back up before getting her cuffs off of the support pole. When they were done he put his hand on her back and started their walk into the hospital where he flashed his badge to get some special attention. Though thankfully it was a slow day there so he didn't feel to bad getting a fast pass through.

[Kira_Wolf_Cub]

While it was technically unethical, Peter allowed his partner to lightly tan the reporter's rear end. It certainly had the result they wanted because for the rest of the ride to Mercy Kingdom Hospital, Charlie sat silently in the back without anymore out bursts. Truth be told, as well, Peter didn't like the idea of the woman being behind bars. Sure she was rough around the mouth and broke a few laws, but they were minor and who was he being the swear police. Besides, an ass that fine wouldn't last in cell full of thugs.

Charlie however looked less then happy when they reached the Kingdom.

Delta city had three large hospitals. There was Saint Thachles which lay in the down town area, Deccan Hosptial which lay on the westeren edge, and finally the Kingdom which was in the dead center of the city. Charlie had been there many times before as a child for bone limbs and vaccinations, but it didn't help that she had also been one of the residents there for three months due to her battle scars.

They weren't fond memories of being told her boyfriend had died and then having some asshole of a cop's accusation of her being some narko seller. Sure Niko had run a bit with the wrong crowd but his murder wasn't related to it. Not that the cops cared.

To make matters better, none other then Doctor Douglas Wesver just happened to be standing in the walk-in center and gave her and the cops a welcoming smile.

"Well, well. What do you know. Good afternoon Detectives McCain and Tombs. How are you? Keeping our streets safe I hope," He reached out a hand and shook both their hands before grinning down at Charlie and shacking his head. "Charlie, cheire, you too? It's like a big old reunion. What did you do this time? I just patched you up two weeks ago for a sprained wrist."

"Hey Doug," She sighed and rolled her eyes towards Hank. "Idiot here tackled me into a fire escape."

"And what did you do to make him do that?" Douglas asked. He had known Charlie for a fairly long time. She shrugged her shoulder indifferently as if to say, can't you guess. "Come on, cher."

"Ms. Mirek got herself arrest for tresspassing and then jumped out a god damn window, that's what," Tombs answered. "Do us a favor doc, Check to see if her head is screw on right while you check her ribs-"

"I would have landed just find," Charlie muttered. "Idoits broke my damn camera too."

"Youøre boss know this yet?"

"You think I'm going to tell him?" Charlie laughed. "That will make his ulcers just act up. Nah, I'll just sue these bone heads."

Douglas shook his head. Knowing Charlie, she would replace the camera one way or another before her boss was any wiser. This wasn't th first time he had seen her arrested for some fool hardy act and it would not be her last. That was for sure. He merely guestured for them to head towards exam room 4 when Tombs stopped McCain really quick.

"Stay on her. She's a flight risk," He whispered and then pointed at a small group of teens that seemed to be lurking around the pharmacy a little too nervously. "I'm going to keep my eye on those kids in the mean time. Either they don't like the hospital or they are shopping for something."

Charlie entered the room only to glare at Hank as he entered with her as well.

"What are you? A Peeping-Tom?" She demanded and pointed at the door. "Get the fuck out."

"Now Charlie, no reason to get upset," Douglas told her and took a devider out for her. "You're usually not a shy one and you're not undressing. I'm just gonna look at your ribs so all you need to do is lift your shirt a little. You'll take you first Hank."

Charlie kept to the far side of the room as Doug poked and prodded the sore area were a bruise was forming.

'Great,' She thought. 'And the ass landed on me.'

"Hmmm, feels okay. Nothing broken, that's for sure. Take some asprine and put some ice on it to night and you'll be okay. It will be sore for a while but you'll live," Doug told him and then turned to looked at Charlie. "Alright Cher, if you'll lift your shirt."

Giving Hank an ugly look, Charlie inched the shirt up to just below her bra. There, hidden until her close was an angry deep purple bruise on the left side of a well toned and trained body. She was a looker alright and from the look of things, worked out at least three times a week. Douglas frowned.

"That doesn't look good at all. Hop up on the bench and loose the shirt please," He instructed. She didn't look happy back. "Just turn your back to him. It's not like he hasn't seen it before."

There was a strange hinting in his voice, but Charlie chucked it up to the man seeing her back from running. Huffing, she tugged the shirt off so that she was standing in her shorts and a black shorts bra before she turned around and hopped up on the table.

That was when Hank saw them.

There, on a well tanned smooth back were five ragget slashes that looked like they were done by an animal like a lion or bear. They were visibly paler then the rest of her skin and stood out because they had gotten infected while she had been in the hospital. It was amazing she could still walk despite it. They ran from the middle right shoulder all the way to her lower back, around the kidney area. They had been painful when she had gotten.

"I think you might had cracked one of them," Douglas told her as she hissed when he touched her side. "I guess this means no kick boxing or pole aerobics for you for a while huh?"

"Not if I have a say it doesn't."

"Don't make me have to arrest you, Charlie," Douglas laughed though she didn't smile. "Can't you listen to your doctor once in a while?"

[noble_lance]

It was going to be a long day as he listened in on the conversations. "Well Doctor here is the think she decided to pretend to be a reporter, and got onto a crime scene, she caused trouble and tried to jump out a window. So did I the difference is I was aiming for the fire escape she was aiming for the ground off a second story jump. "And its not my fault YOU resisted arrest for the sake of a story Char." Hank taunted as he watched the girl follow the doctor.

"Yeah partner I hear here, happy hunting. But they look quick you might have to shoot em the knee caps to slow em down to your speed." He taunted his "mentor" before following Charlie into the hospital room.

"Sorry Charlie, you are still under arrest which means legally I cannot leave you alone or out of my sight unless you are to use the restroom and even then I have to make sure you don't have something that you'd use to hurt yourself or me. And by the way Doc I need you to give me a look over as well from the fall and getting kicked in the leg after the fact." He said as he looked at Charlie while Doug poked her bruises.

While Hank kept his eyes on the glaring women he couldn't help but glance at her body. She was a looker alright, she kept in shape and she had a nice body. If she wasn't such a bitch at times she'd a be a great lay. He thought again if she was a wildcat in the sack or not, but her body said she probably had the stamina to go for hours.

When the doctor made reference to something that he had saw before. Come to think of it, the name was familiar now that he heard the full name and something about the girl when she was up close and personal, made him think about the past.

As she removed her shirt he couldn't help but grin at seeing her shirtless even for a brief second before she turned around and faced away from him. It was then that it hit him like that fire escape earlier today. The Claw marks, on her back it was then that it hit him, that he knew who the girl was.

"Hey, kid let me ask you something. When did you get those claw marks?" He questioned as he moved closer towards her and the doctor.

[Kira_Wolf_Cub]

Twisting around hard, despite her pain, Charlie growled at Hank.

"Back off, Buddy," She demanded. "My body aint none of your fucking business."

Douglas, sensing a fight might actually break out any moment, quickly stepped between the pair. Charlie wasn't normally shy about her scars so it had to be something personal between the pair of them that had pissed her off, and Doug knew that Charlie would do some serious damage if she got too fired up, something her rib would not take happily.

"Hey simmer down. I don't want a fight in here. Charlie, I need to take an x-ray of your ribs to be on the safe side. You can change in that's room there and I'll be in to take a look," He then looked at Hank and added. "It's a windowless room with only one door in or out. Just stay here and give the woman her space."

"Fucking perverted cops..." Charlie muttered as she headed into the room, knowing that it was not only true what Doug said about the room, but that it was pointless to fight him.

Doug watched her before looking at Hank curiously.

"Jesus Hank, what did you do?" He asked. "I know Charlie isn't always a ray of sunshine but she's really pissed right now."

[noble_lance]

Hank looked at the doctor as he removed his shirt to show him his ribs. "Eh, she's annoyed at me after everything that happened she refused to calm down, she was screaming, and acting like a child, kicking the back of my head rest so I got in the back seat and gave a spanking like the child she was acting like. I ain't proud of it Doc but I did what I had to do, she assaulted me twice before I got to that point." Hank explained as he sat down on the table where Charlie had just sat.

"But Doc, in all seriousness, what's with the claw marks.... they look familiar... I fee like I've seen them somewhere else before and I needcha to jog my memory." He added as he started to think about her wounds a bit more.

[Kira_Wolf_Cub]

Doug walked over to Hank and gave him an easy look over. Sure enough there was a bruise of the railing on his abdominal area but beyond that he looked over. Clearly, Charlie had taken the harder hit of the fall. His leg however was another story. Which there was no chance that the bone was broke because she had struck the back of his leg, it was clear that this was the work of Charlaine Mirek from the outline. She had gotten him pretty good.

"At least she held back. The girl's got one hell of a kick when she means it," Douglas told him and sighed. "Well, the good news is, you're live. Bad news, you'll have to live with the bruises until they fade."

"But Doc, in all seriousness, what's with the claw marks.... they look familiar... I fee like I've seen them somewhere else before and I needcha to jog my memory."

"You know I can't discuss my patients without a warrent Hank. Doctor patient privileged," Doug told him, doing a quick check on the man's lungs to be on the safe side. "And Charlie's been my patient for a good... ohh... seven years, give or take a year. Deep breath in..... and out."

Satisfied that nothing was wrong with the cop, Douglas cleared away his tools and looked at Hank. Clearly the man wasn't dropping this.

"Tell you what. When you get back to the station, look through your old case files," Douglas told him. In a way he was amazed that Hank didn't remember where the pair of them had met. Then again, Charlie didn't seem to recall the man either so it probably wasn't that unusual. Doug probably only remembered them because of all the damn drama and the fact that he had pulled Charlie from the brink of death several times during that time. "See if the name Nicolai Ferachenni rings a bell of you. I'm going to check on my other patient and get those x-rays."

Grabbing her shirt as he passed, Doug just managed to wave hello to Peter as he entered the room.

"Fucking huffers. Kids just wanted to get high on cough meds. Can you believe it?" He scowled and then looked at Hank sitting on the table. "So, will you live? Or do I get to tell the squad you got your ass handed to you by a girl? Hey, where is she anyways? You're suppose to be watching her."

[noble_lance]

Hank looked at the doctor and groaned a bit a bit as he felt him examine the leg. "Yeah, well I've lived with worse doc you've seen the bullet wounds." He added as he started to recall the same case that they were talking about. The trail had led to Niko's suppliers a bunch of druggies with big ass dogs that they sicked on people more often than not. It was the logical choice at the time but during the investigation there was a shootout and Hank took three shots in the back trying to help another officer get behind cover.

"Come on Doc, at least tell me if it was a case the DCPD took on." He protested sternly as he took in his deep breaths for the test as he sighed a bit. He felt fine but it was starting to hurt to breath a bit from the bruises on his body.

"Nicolai Fearchenni? Yeah sure I'll look into it, thanks Doc." He told him as he got up slowly from the table and put his shirt back on. Slowly he started to walk to the door when he was stopped by Peter. Hank was ignoring what he was saying as he started to go through his cases mentally trying to remember anyone by that name, it was somewhat familiar but he really couldn't place from where. All he could remember that was close was a case about a Niko who was killed in a Cold Case from seven years back, but that was drug related, and he only remember that case cause he got shot then.

"Huh? Yeah goddamn kids." Hank said after a minute jogging back into the conversation mentally, just assuming his response on the kids doing something bad. "Yeah she's in the next room getting an x-ray no metal, no cops, unless you want to glow in the dark Toombs." He laughed and started for the next room. "I'll live by the way, just some bumps and bruises, she got the worse of it."