Devilish Savior

Chloe Decker sighed as she got dressed for work. It was the weekend, and she would've preferred to spend it with her family, but it was her week to work the weekend at the station. Thankfully, Dan was off this weekend, so she wouldn't need to get a babysitter. It would be good for Trixie, her two-year-old daughter, to spend some one on one time with her father anyway, since it was so rare.

Chloe and Dan had been fighting about that lately. Dan didn't spend nearly enough time with her and Trixie. He was always volunteering for extra shifts. Sometimes he wouldn't get home until they were asleep. Other times, he would break promises he made to spend time with them. Chloe was getting very tired of it.

After getting her uniform on, Chloe headed down to the kitchen. Dan was sitting at the table drinking coffee while Trixie sat in her highchair munching on dry cereal. Chloe immediately went over and kissed her daughter on the top of the head before turning to Dan. "Okay, I'm gonna head to the station. Hey, you should take Trixie to the park or something. It's nice out."

"Actually, I invited Malcolm over. There's a football game on later," Dan said before taking a sip of his coffee.

To say that Chloe wasn't happy was an understatement. First of all, this was supposed to be a father daughter day for Trixie. Dan had promised that just a week ago. Second, Chloe didn't like Malcolm Graham much. The man just rubbed her the wrong way. She didn't feel comfortable with him in her house around her daughter. "What? You promised you were going to spend the day with Trixie."

"I am," he said.

"No, it's not spending the day with her if you spend the day ignoring her while you watch a ball game with one your buddies," Chloe argued. She knew that was how it would go. It happened every time Dan had a day off and decided to spend it watching TV. He barely paid any attention to anything else.

"She's only two. She doesn't know the difference. It's rare that I get a weekend off, Chloe. I'd like to spend it relaxing," Dan said.

"Yeah, God forbid you spend it bonding with your daughter. I have to go," Chloe said before turning to her daughter. "Mommy loves you, Monkey. I'll see you later." She gave one last glare to her husband before storming out.

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Chloe felt her heart beating faster and faster as she raced home with the sirens on. When she'd gotten back from patrol, her superior had called her into his office and informed her that officers were called out to her home. She didn't even stick around to find out why they were called. She immediately raced out of the precinct. A thousand possible outcomes were going through her mind, and there wasn't a single one of them that were positive.

When Chloe got home, she saw several police cars in front of her house. She couldn't even get to her driveway, so she just stopped on the side of the road and got out. She immediately ran out of the car and towards the house. When she got to the house, there were many officers in the house. She found Dan talking with Malcolm and another detective. "Dan!"

"Chloe, thank God you're home," Dan said.

Chloe ran to her husband. "What's going on? Where's Trixie. Is she okay?"

"I…I didn't mean for it to happen. She was asleep in her room. I left the backdoor open because it was hot and I wanted to let some air in," Dan said.

Chloe barely computed his words didn't really care to. All she cared about was making sure her daughter was okay. "Dan, where is Trixie? Is she upstairs?"

"No," Dan said quietly.

"Well, where is she?" Chloe asked again. The pounding in her heart was getting worse and her stomach started to drop. Why wasn't he answering her? Why wouldn't he tell her where their daughter was?

"I don't know," Dan finally admitted.

Chloe's stomach dropped again. "What do you mean you don't know?! Where is she, Dan?"

"I…I went to check on her, but she wasn't there. She must have gotten past me and went out the back door," Dan finally told her.

Chloe felt like the air was being taken from her lungs as fear worse than she'd ever felt before took effect. Her baby was out there alone somewhere, and no one knew where. "Sh…She's out on the street alone?!"

"Decker, we've got a lot of officers out looking for your daughter. She's probably just wandering around. We'll find her," the detective next to her, Detective Adams said.

"How long has she been gone?" Chloe asked, trying to figure out in her head just how bad this was. Trixie was only two. She couldn't walk that fair in a short amount of time, but what if it wasn't a short amount of time? And what if she ran out into traffic? Or what if someone grabbed her off the street.

"It couldn't have been that long," Dan said.

"You don't know how long it was? You were paying that little attention to her?" Chloe asked angrily.

"No, she was asleep. I didn't hear her," Dan said.

"So she could've been gone for…" Chloe trailed off as she caught a whiff of Dan's breath. It smelt like alcohol. "You were drinking?"

"It's not what you think," Dan said.

"Not only were you not watching our daughter, you were drinking too!" Chloe said angrily.

"He had a couple of beers. Give him a break," Malcolm said.

Chloe rounded on him. "Shut up! This has nothing to do with you!"

"Don't forget I'm your superior, Decker," Malcolm shot back.

"Graham, that's enough. Take a walk," Detective Adams said, causing the other detective to walk away. "Like I said, we have a bunch of officers searching the area. We'll find your daughter. Don't think the worse right now.

Chloe began to walk away. She wanted to throttle Dan for his recklessness, but she didn't have time for that. Her priority was finding her little girl and praying that she was okay when she found her.

"Chloe, where are you going?" Dan asked.

"To find my daughter," Chloe said coolly without even looking back at her husband. She passed Malcolm on her way out to her car, completely missing the satisfied smirk he sent to her back as she left.