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Disclaimer: - I don�t own any of the characters of The Shield, they all belong to Shawn Ryan and FX.
Predator Chapter 6

Something had changed, something was different, a shift in the dynamic. It had come out of the blue three days ago. Vic had noticed it, and a couple of shared looks with Claudette told him that shd tod too. As well as the mutual understanding between the two of them, Vic was sure Claudette also mirrored the relief that he felt.
As he watched from the foot of the stairs that led up to the first floor of The Barn, Vic felt a li thr thrill of satisfaction go through him. Johannson approached Dutch and spoke to him. Dutch looked up at him and took a step back away from him, his face a neutral mask, apart from the flush of a blush that he obviously hadn�t been able to repress. Johannson said something else, stepped forward, and reached out, putting one hand lightly on Dutch�s arm. Dutch immediately shrugged the hand off, said something to the other man, and then turned and walked away, leaving Johannson standing there.
Vic stared at him, and sure enough Johannson sensed his gaze, and turned to look at him. This time it was Vic�s turn to gloat. Holding Johannson�s gaze Vic gave him his best self-satisfied smirk, while thinking, "Oh yeah, you bastard you got turned down didn�t ya, and now you�re getting the cold shoulder."

Johannson glared back at Vic, his annoyance plain to see. It only made Vic feel even better, and his smirk got even wider. Finally, it was Johannson who was forced to turn away first, storming off to the bathroom, his face like thunder.
Vic looked across the squad room to find Dutch, and saw him sitting at his desk, an open file in front of him, although it didn�t look as if he was paying any attention to it. Instead he was staring at the closed bathroom door, lost in thought, worrying his bottom lip with his teeth.
Vic couldn�t help but wish he knew what had happened between the two of them. That wish he�d had before, to be a fly on the wall when Johannson propositioned Dutch, coming once more into his mind. He snorted quietly to himself. God, he could just imagine Dutchboy�s face. That wide-eyed, opened mouth look he got when taken by surprise, stumbling over his words. Not forgetting Johannson, Vic thought, bet he�d thought he was well in, smug bastard.
"Something caught your interest?" A voice from behind him said.
Vic turned and found Claudette standing on the bottom stair. Grinning at her he replied,
"Just watching that dick Johannson getting shot down in flames again."
Claudette�s eyes flicked over to look briefly at Dutch before returning her attention to Vic, a slow smile coming onto her face,
"Damn, sorry I missed that."
Smiling back Vic said,
"So you think Nick made his move then?"
Claudette nodded, dropping her voice as she told him,
"Yeah, I�m guessing on Monday�must have been after I�d left. Dutch came in on Tuesday morning looking like he hadn�t slept. He waallyally quiet and Johannson kept his distance, but watched him all the time. Then he came over and asked if he could speak to Dutch, and Dutch just told him that it probably wasn�t a good idea, and left him standing there."
Vic snorted and grinned,
"Well I�m sorry I missed that." He echoed Claudette�s earlier sentiments. "Bet he was pissed."
Claudette shrugged,
"As long as he gets the message soon, and leaves Dutch alone I couldn�t care less how he feels."
Just then their attention was caught by the desk sergeant from the front desk walking up to Dutch and handing him a package.
"Hmmm," Claudette murmured. "Wonder what that is?"
She began to stroll towards hers and Dutch�s desks, Vic deciding to tag along to satisfy his curiosity.
Dutch was staring at the small gift wrapped present that sat on top of the open file.
"Presents?" Claudette asked.
Dutch started from his thoughts and looked up sharply at her, before looking back down at the carefully wrapped, oblong gift. He reached out with one finger and poked at it.
"I don�t know what for. I thought it must be a mistake, but my name�s he che card."
"Who left it?"
"A messenger Phil said."
"Not your birthday then?" Vic asked.
Dutch turned to look back at him, noticing him for the first time as he stood behind him. Shaking his head he replied,
"No that�s months away�September."
"Aren�t you going to open it?" Claudette prompted him.
"Yeah�yeah I guess."
Dutch reached out and picked up the package, shaking it before pulling off the pale blue ribbon, and pulling apart the silver wrapping paper. Inside was a black box which when he opened the lid revealed a beautiful, and very expensive looking, gold pen.
Just at that moment Officer Cucusa happened to be passing, and seeing the wrapping paper and ribbon lying discarded on the desk, and then spotting the pen, stopped and asked,
"Is it your birthday?"
"No�no it�s not." Dutch said sounding distracted.
He continued to stare at the box and its contents, a small frown on his face.
Reaching out Cucusa picked up the blue card that had been attached to the ribbon.
"Hmm no name. Maybe you�ve got a secret admirer Detective." She laughed.
Dutch glanced up at her and flushed red with embarrassment, before saying,
"I�m sure it�s just a mistake, or someone�s idea of a joke."
"An expensive joke." Cucusa replied, leaning forward to look closer at the pen.
Dutch snapped the box shut, opened a desk drawer and dropped it carelessly inside, picking up the wrapping paper, card and ribbon he dropped them into his bin.
"Whatever." He muttered.
Looking up he then glanced to his left and the blush on his face deepened. Following his gaze Vic and Claudette both saw Johannson standing by the bathroom door watching procees.
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