Thread: Golden Shields ( Katy1008 & CrimsonMaster )

In some ways it seemed strange going into work wearing something other than the dark blue uniform. She had worn it for over five years, first at the Academy and then as a police officer on the streets of LA. But those last five years seemed to have suddenly been wiped away and she felt the same way she did when she walked into the station house the day after she graduated from the Academy. Evelyn 'Evie' Taylor was 5'7'' with dark brown eyes and shoulder length hair to match. She was 135lb, athlethic, with curves in all the right places. But she had been born into a family of cops. Her father was the third generation of the family to have worn the badge and there was never any question that her brothers would follow suit. No-one particularly expected Evie to do the same but no-one was disappointed when she did. She graduated high school, went to college and got her degree in Criminology and then the day after graduation, without mentioning anything to anyone in her family, she submitted her application to the Academy and was accepted that fall at the age of 21 years and 2 months. The Academy itself wasn't that difficult she had grown up being forced to be the 'robber' in all the cops and robbers games that her brothers and their friends ever played. With some private 'tuition' from her Dad, she learned to put up a pretty good fight, although it didn't stop the usual cuts and scrapes and bruises. And it had stood her in good stead. At the Academy and afterwards. And she had a lot to live up to the reputation of her father and brothers went ahead of her and she was damned if she was going to do anything which damaged that. Every once in while though, she did wonder whether the time would ever come when she wasn't identified by other cops when she first met them as Jack's daughter or Steve's kid sister or James' kid sister. In the last few years particularly however she was starting to create a reputation of her own, although the nickname was something she could really have done without. There was no point in objecting to it though that would just encourage its use more. Passing the Detective's exam at the first attempt also hadn't done her reputation any harm although there were always going to be some who resented her for it some who thought that it was her family connections that got her through or worse still that she had earned it on her back. There was nothing she could do about them though either. So here she was, having swapped her 'Police Officer' shield for a 'Detective' one, wearing dark grey pants and a matching jacket with a white sleeveless t-shirt underneath instead of the dark blue pants and shirt, and walking in to meet her new partner. Tom Reed. Now there was a man with a reputation. Good and bad. Her dad had been his partner for a while a few years ago before a promotion to Lieutenant took him off the streets. Jack spoke highly of him told her that she couldn't have asked for a better teacher and in a lot of ways no-one else's view really mattered. She had never met Reed... at least she didn't think she had. But her Dad had shown her some photographs so she knew who she was looking for as she walked into the squad room. She saw him sitting at a desk, reading what appeared to be a case file with a large mug of steaming coffee next to it on the desk. She felt her heart pounding as she walked over to him. Detective Reed?