The next morning, Casey put on the utility belt and hat she had been issued and was almost out the door of the Waterfront station with her patrol partner Paul when a voice from top of the stairs called to her. She took off her hat and walked slowly upstairs into Helen’s office. Helen closed the door and stood behind Casey not saying anything at first. Then, gathering her thoughts, she moved to the front and stared at her constable.
“You tried to ring me last night, numerous times.”
“I needed to speak to you, why didn’t you take my call?”
“Because I didn’t and you know why. I don’t want you ringing me at home. I don’t want you to come over to my apartment. This infatuation you have with me is over.”
“You think I have an infatuation? Don’t flatter yourself,” snarled Casey.
Helen eyes widen at the retort but she let it slip.
“Please don’t do it again. It is over…… don’t make me put a bar on your number.”
Casey looked Helen in the eye, no longer submissive, “Will there be anything else Sergeant Taylor?” Casey hissed.
“No… you can go.”
Casey eyes started stinging as she left for her patrol car.
A few months went by and Casey had integrated with her colleagues and was staying under the radar as far as Helen was concerned. One afternoon, Casey was having lunch with Sam when a woman walked up to her. She pulled off her glasses as she approached.
Casey jumped out of her seat to greet her, “Hey Sarah, how you doing?”
Sarah glared at her and then at Sam.
“So this is the new girl?” spat Sarah.
“Huh, what?”
“I really thought you were a nice person, and then you had to go and screw it up.”
Casey panicked and grabbed Sarah by the arm dragging her away from Sam.
“What? Are you too embarrassed for your new girlfriend to hear the truth about you?”
“Sarah, I don’t know what you are talking about, and Sam is not my girlfriend. She works with me.”
“I thought you were different, you seemed like a really genuine person. Helen was really starting to get comfortable and you just had to break her.”
“Sarah, I haven’t done anything wrong. It was Helen’s choice not mine.”
“Oh, so standing her up for dinner a few months ago was her choice?”
“I didn’t stand her up, we never went out to dinner, Sarah,” Casey’s voice quieted.
“That’s bullshit. She told me how you were supposed to show up but you didn’t and you haven’t called her since. You’re a real piece of work honey,” Sarah said as she strode off leaving Casey in a daze.
Back in the station Casey pulled her t’shirt off and threw it hard into her work locker cursing under her breath. She pulled her jeans off and slammed them into her locker as well. She put on her slacks and was buttoning her shirt when the door to the change room opened and Helen walked in. Casey glanced over, eyes narrowing. Helen could feel the coldness and dropped her head in shame.
Helen spoke: “Casey I can explain.”
Casey slammed her locker closed and grabbed her utility belt, “Don’t’ bother…. I don’t want to hear it,” she hissed at Helen as she went past, slamming the door to the change room to highlight her animosity.
Casey finished her night shift and checked her pigeon hole. There was a message in it from Helen asking her to call her at home. Casey scoffed at it, crushing the piece of paper before throwing it into the bin.
A knock woke Casey and she groaned. She had come off night shift at 3am and it was just after 7 am. Casey growls and opens the door to be greeted with a police officer. Her eyes took time to adjust.
“Sarah..”
“Uh huh…. get dressed we’re going for a drive,” she ordered.
Casey left the door open, “Bugger off, I’m not in the mood for any of your games.”
“Casey I’m sorry….. I couldn’t help but believe Helen. She told me last night and I feel so terrible. So I’m going to make it up by taking you out to breakfast.”
Casey went back to her room and crashed on the bed, “I’ve only had a few hours of sleep, Sarah.”
Sarah sat on the bed, “Don’t make me use force, sweetie.”
Casey smiled and opened her eyes, “Really, like what? Police brutality”
“That can be arranged.”
Casey sat up, “Look Sarah…”
Sarah took out her hand cuffs from her belt, “Don’t make me cuff you and drag you out in your nightwear.”
Casey laughed, “You’re kidding?”
Sarah grabs one of Casey’s hands and cuffed it tight.
“Alright, alright, let me get changed.”
“See, nothing like a bit of persuasion,” Sarah smiled.
Sarah and Casey sat down for breakfast outside a cafe.
“I didn’t know you were in the police force too” Casey said through a yawn.
“Hmm, I didn’t know Cameron had such a sexy younger sibling,” Sarah flirted subtly.
“I wouldn’t say that. He doesn’t approve of my sexual preferences.”
“Yeah… your brother is a bit of a tosser, sorry but he is.”
“That’s ok….. I think that too,” they shared a laugh.
“Casey, I really am very sorry. Helen was very naughty.”
“She lied, it’s a little more than naughty. God knows what else she has told you.”
“Oh nothing, except you’re great in bed, ” she finished off quickly.
Casey choked on her coffee, “Heeeeyyyyy!”
“Helen and I have been friends for a long time, it’s only natural we compare notes.”
“Jeezus….” Casey stammered, embarrassed.
They chatted for a little while longer.
“Well I think I’ve boosted your ego enough for one day young constable Mitchell, ” Sarah said in a formal voice. “I’m having a party Friday night at my place, I’ll expect you there.”
“Yeah right, I don’t think so.”
“Why?” Sarah asked, almost sounding hurt.
Casey got to her feet, “Well, why do you think? Helen. She has made it quite clear we can’t socialize out side of work.”
“Well that’s her problem not mine and not yours either. I want you there and you best be there little miss,” Sarah pinches her chin. “Don’t make me send the boys in blue around to get you.”
Casey stared uncertain, “You wouldn’t dare.”
Sarah put her glasses on and smirked not offering a comment one way or another.
Casey walked into the station for the afternoon shift when Sam caught her.
“Sergeant wanted to see you as soon as you get in.”
Casey begrudgingly climbs the stairs and knocks on the door. Helen on the phone waves her in and tells her to close the door.
“No problems sir, I’ll pass that on,” Helen said into the phone. “Yes sir, ok thanks.”
“Have a seat,” offers Helen nicely.
Casey just stares at nothing in particular, ignoring the invitation.
Helen huffed, “Casey…. I’m so sorry that I lied about us to Sarah. She just kept on at me about you. I just…”
“Forget it, Sergeant, you did what you had to do to protect your professional status. Your reputation is more important than mine.”
“That’s not true, Casey.”
Casey wouldn’t look at Helen, her eyes started to sting again. Casey was feeling like an idiot for allowing Helen to keep getting to her. Helen was ashamed moved toward Casey but Casey stepped back quickly.
“Don’t…. if you have finished using me as your personal fun bag can I please report for duty?”
Helen could only nod.
Friday night arrived and so did Casey at Sarah’s place. She was let in by someone and eventually an excited voice yelled out.
“Caaaassey!”
Casey felt arms circle her hard, “I was about to call the boys to go find you.”
Casey laughed and broke free, “Hi Sarah,” she said, hugging her while she nervously looked around.
Casey mingled through out the night, meeting more people than she could even remember. Every time she thought someone was hitting upon her, Sarah could come in and drag her away. Casey went outside for some air, the house was too crowded. She noticed a figure sitting at an outside table.
“Hi, ” Casey said, unable to identify the person in the dark.
“Hi Casey,” came Helen’s quiet voice.
Casey drained her beer, the alcohol calming her, “Sergeant, didn’t know you were out here.”
“It was getting over crowded and noisy.”
“Parties are like that. It’s why you go….. to have fun,” said Casey flippant.
“I think I’ve forgotten how to have fun these days.”
“Well, I can’t help you with that, Sergeant.”
“Casey, you don’t have to keep calling me that,” growled Helen. “We are off duty.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes.”
“Good…. Then you can just bite me. You can shove your fucking emotional mind games up your ass Helen,” berated Casey.
“Casey, please stop.”
Sarah came outside and sensed the tension.
“Uh uh uh, you play nice Casey or do I need to take to you with the cuffs again?” she teased.
“Why don’t you show me what you can do with your police baton instead?” Casey answered, leaning in to Sarah, smirking. “I need another drink.” Casey announced as she headed back inside.
Sarah looked at Helen, “Why you out here?”
“Why did you invite her?”
“Because I felt sorry and I felt like such a bitch for chastising her.”
“Look, I said I was sorry, Sarah.”
“Fine, just move on from it. You and Casey, it’s over right?”
“Yeah, I guess.”
“Well good.”
“Why good?”
Sarah smiled, “Just come inside and have fun.”
Casey was in deep discussion with another girl when she felt arms around her waist and a peck on her cheek. Casey looked around and her lips were captured by Sarah in a stolen kiss.
“I was about to ask if you wanted a drink, but I’m happy for the kiss,” Sarah flirted openly.
“You kissed me, ” Casey flirted back.
“Noooo…. I’m not the type to go around kissing young girls. I could be arrested.”
Casey smirks, “I can arrange that.”
Helen watched as the two flirted. She wondered how long it would take before Sarah went after Casey. Helen felt a pang of resentment that Sarah could just carry on so quickly. After another hour Helen decided to call it quits and searched for Sarah. She wasn’t inside, so she went outside and found Sarah locking lips with Casey.
“Well that’s just great,” snaps Helen.
Casey separated quickly, falling over in a drunken state. Sarah stood her up and helped her to a seat.
“I’m going, enjoy the rest of your evening.”
“Helen…..Helen wait up,” Sarah called as Helen stomped off.
Helen got to her car where the tears started to sting.
“Helen, you said it was over, now is it or isn’t it?” pushed Sarah.
“Like you care, just screw her I don’t care any more!” spat Helen as she slammed the door of her car and sped off. Tears of hurt and confusion flowed freely.
Sarah went out to find Casey sitting with hands in her head.
Sarah touched her head, “Hey it’s ok, she will get over it.”
She pulled Casey up and back to her lips. Casey backed away but with Sarah’s persistence and Casey’s drunkenness they kissed hard.
The party had ended and it was only Sarah and Casey left. They were on the couch kissing and fondling each other under their clothes. Casey stood and looked at her watch.
“I should go.”
“Hang on a minute country girl, you’ve got to finish what you started,” Sarah wrapped her arms around Casey, kissing her softly.
Casey pulled back, “It was terrible what we, well what I did in front of Helen. It was in bad taste. I’m not that type of person.”
“Will you stop worrying about it? She doesn’t care, she told me that she wasn’t interested in you.”
Casey dropped her head and Sarah held her, “You have to let her go, come on I know just how to help with that.”
Casey steps back stumbling, face showing the pain, “Why won’t she love me back, why can’t she see it’s not about uniforms or rank. It’s about feelings, emotions.”
Sarah growing tired of Casey whining, “Helen doesn’t make time in her life to love anyone. It’s about the job, it’s about the status. She won’t love you Casey, it is a lost cause.”
Casey got angry and the two argued more, Sarah forced herself on Casey and they struggled. Casey was thrown to the wall and found herself turned on by Sarah’s heavy handed tactics. They go at each other hard before Casey stepped back.
“I’ll have sex with you Sarah, but that’s all it will be, that’s all I can give to you.”
Sarah grabbed Casey’s wrist, “Woman, that’s all I fucking want,” dragging her to the bedroom.
Casey awoke the next morning feeling like shit. Her head hurt, her body felt like it had been beaten up, which it had been considering Sarah did nothing but fuck her hard all night. Her pussy felt so tender, not surprising since Sarah had fucked her with not only her hand, dildo but also her police baton. Casey dragged herself into work and collapsed at the front counter with Sam.
“Damn girl, you look like Frankenstein’s bride.”
Casey groaned, “I was with Frankenstein’s bride.”
The front door opened and both girls faced the person entering the station.
“Hello, Sergeant,” said Sam.
“Sergeant,” Casey greeted her softly.
Helen nodded but didn’t meet their gaze and disappeared up stairs.
“I swear to god, it’s a mid life crisis for her,” Sam insisted.
Casey let Sam go and have lunch while she managed the front enquires. She kept thinking about the previous night with Sarah and the whole horror. Swinging her seat around and looking up she could just see Helen in her office on the phone. She looked tired, washed out. Casey fantasized at what she would do to help Helen, give her a massage, cook her dinner, what would she like. She stopped the day dream when she noticed Helen looking at her. Casey quickly swung back around to the front and answered the ringing phone.
Helen watched Casey work from her office. She was angry at Casey and even more furious with Sarah.
Later that day, Casey walked into the lunch room to make herself a coffee and saw Helen by the kettle. She was about to leave when Helen spoke.
“You don’t need to leave Casey. Fix yourself a drink”
Casey nodded and continued, hoping Helen would leave but she didn’t.
“So you enjoy the party?” she asked.
Casey nodded.
“Did you enjoy Sarah too?”
Casey glared over at her, “If you want to ask something, then ask it.”
“It’s none of my business.”
“Fine… whatever,” Casey went to leave then faced Helen. “I can’t do this Helen. I can’t keep doing this dance with you.”
“I know……”
Casey put her cup down and walked over to Helen, “I know it’s hard for you, I get it. You keep pushing me away but I’m not getting any further away from you. I guess you have to get used to me being here, and in your life.”
“Casey, please, don’t…”
“Don’t what…., don’t talk to you, don’t look at you, or don’t love you?”
“Yes….”
“Fine! then why don’t you arrange for my transfer today. Then we can be as far away from each other as you like.”
“Casey, I don’t… last night…. It was hard for me to watch you two being together.”
“Yes, I slept with Sarah, and it was a big mistake. I’m sorry and I’m paying for it very much now. But she’s not you….. and she can’t have me, not in the way that you have me. I’m stuck Helen, it’s your move.”
Casey went back to her desk as Helen returned to her office.