Save Myself to Save Myself.. or trying to (TNTDUO)

CHAPTER 1: My Refuge is Here

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‼️THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS‼️
- Mentions of KNIFES, GUNS, BLOOD, MURDER, DEATH, MILD SWEARING, BRIEF MENTIONS ABOUT PANIC ATTACKS, CHOKING (?)
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I closed the door to my black Mercedes-Benz and made my way to the nicely tended yard which is a blinding green. The brown-brick two story police station prominent against it. I slowly open the black gate and made my way down the road which is nicely lined up between some kind of columnar tree. My steps grow slower on the asphalt as I'm greeted by my boss at the doorway of the station.

"Nice to see you here Quackity. I know you were thinking of quitting earlier this week, but we need you now. Just one last time." Schlatt said, taking out his hand and I gladly shook it.

"I understand Sir, I don't mind it at all. I'm glad to be back, even!" I smile softly ,"just uh, don't tell Sapnap and Karl, yeah? You know how worried they are about this job."

"Of course. You know, I never understood why they're so scared for you."

But I did. I'm the most wanted detective in the murderer community. I can solve murders in weeks, even days. Hell, I solved a 20 year old case in a month. Karl and Sapnap aren't fond of the job

"It'll kill you one of these days Q!" Yelled Karl, choking on his cries as he hugged me tightly, tilting my chair back as it tried to adjust to the added weight. The yellow from my desk light framing Karl amidst the dark of my room.

"Everyone wants you dead Quackity- we can't afford to lose you.." Sapnap said, his fingers threading through my ink black hair.

But this was my passion, my reason to live, what I was born to do! I've given families closure on what happened to their loved ones and I love to do that. Even though I was close to quitting for them, I didn't know what I'd do after. This has been my life for 4 years for fucks sake! I quit a case abruptly when I had a panic attack about it all and was sent home. I stayed awake that night stressing about the future as my fiancés tried to calm me down and hold me through my sobs. So the frantic midnight call from Schlatt seemed like a godsend. This is what I needed- one last case. One last case to close and maybe then I'll be satisfied. I could move on and be happy with my fiancés! All I needed to do was finish a case. Maybe I'd even drag it on for a day or two longer so I could have a satisfying ending. Schlatts booming voice brought me back to the real world- to the case I'd have to solve so I can finally have closure on this chapter in my life. Just like all those families.

"As you know, Case Number 95 is a bit of a doozy." He laughed slightly, "come in and I'll hand you the files." He turns his heel and opens the glass door for me, I walk in slowly. Taking in the sweet cold breeze from the air condition above us and the faintest smell of cigarettes.

"You can head to your office, or whatever's left of it at least, and I'll give you the paperwork."

I tilt my head slightly- I haven't taken anything out of the office yet. Has one of my co-workers? Maybe Charlie would. He's nice like that, and I tell him everything. I probably told him about my plans to quit last night when we were out drinking.