CHAPTER 12
 

Hutch stood close to her as she waited for the second ring before picking up the receiver. Starsky moved quietly to the other side so he could see what Hutch was gonna do…he obviously had a plan.

Hutch knew he had to put a stop to it…this wasn’t just a high school prank. If it were…it wouldn’t happen on a regular basis. No…this was some guy who had a sick fascination with the sound of a young girl’s voice. Probably some dirty old man who had been doing it for years and getting away with it.

She picked it up slowly and spoke the same as before…

“Hello…”

His breathing was fast and heavy again as she handed Hutch the phone and took a step back. It really was annoying and although she had grown used to it…she hoped Hutch could make him stop.

Hutch listened for a second to make sure that the call was authentic. The guy sounded like he was ready to cum any minute. It was really sick! The disgusted expression on his partner’s face made Starsky reach out to grab the phone from him when Hutch grabbed his arm and held him back.

He continued to listen as he cupped his hand over the mouth-piece to talk to Starsky.

“Just give him a couple more seconds.” He whispered as they watched him.

Starsky pulled Cassie by the arm gently to move her far enough away so she couldn’t hear as he whispered back to Hutch.

“You gonna let him finish?”

“Ssshhh…” He hissed at him still with his hand over the phone.

The breathing was reaching a point were Hutch knew he was very close and he could now hear the slap of flesh upon flesh as the unmistakable act was reaching it’s threshold.

Hutch then quickly put two fingers to his mouth and took a deep breath as he blew an extremley loud whistle through his lips. So loud in fact that Cassie held her hands over her ears from a few feet away and Starsky cursed out loud as he felt his eardrums explode.

He heard the phone go dead and hung it up as he let out a laugh.

“Guess I broke his concentration good…” Hutch said with a chuckle.

“Ya coulda warned me you were gonna break the sound barrier.” Starsky said as he rubbed at his sore ears.

 Cassie laughed as Starsky wiggled a finger in one ear and then the other. Hutch draped an arm around Cassie’s shoulder and leaned a little forward still laughing as they both watched Starsky’s annoyed expression.

“You still got your police whistle around here somewhere?” Hutch asked as his laughter subsided

“Wha….”

“Your whistle…do you still have it?” He asked again.

“Yeah…it’s in the bedroom.” Starsky finally answered him.

“Keep it by the phone…if he calls again…just blow it as hard as you can.” Hutch said as he looked at Cassie. “But chances are…he probably won’t bother you anymore.”

Starsky walked into the bedroom as Cassie placed the plates and silverware on the table and Hutch poured them all a glass of soda. Then She carried a large bowl of spaghetti to the table and went back into the kitchen to put on a pair of mitts so she could grab the hot garlic bread from the oven. Starsky emerged after a few minutes carrying his police whistle in one hand
and rubbing a Q-tip in his ear with the other.

“Hey…don’t do that.” Cassie scolded him as she grabbed his arm to pull his hand away from his ear.

“What?”

“Don’t stick that in your ear dummy…you could do more damage.” She told him.

“Aw…C’mon…I know what I’m doing.” He said as he pulled away from her and made his way over to the phone to hang the whistle beside it.

“Has he always been this stubborn?” She asked as she looked over at Hutch.

“Don’t put me in the middle of it…I did my good deed for the day.” Hutch replied as he glanced over at his partner.

“Good deed?…It’s a wonder I can still hear.” Starsky grumbled as he walked back over to the table to sit down…still rubbing the Q-tip in his ear.

“Let me take a look.” She said as she walked around behind him and bent over his left shoulder…resting her hands on either side.

“It hurts…”

“Hold still…and let me see it.” She told him as she pulled gently on his earlob. Hutch watched her with a smile on his face…he knew she was playing with him.

“Just as I suspected…” She said as she stood back up and looked over at Hutch.

“What?” Starsky asked with a worried voice as he lifted his eyes to her.

“It’s red…”

“Well…I coulda told you that much.” He said with a bit of relief.
 

“So don’t keep messing with it…and if you stick anything else in there I’m gonna tell Santa you’ve been a bad boy.” She teased him as she sat next to him and reached for the glass of soda in front of her.

(It was the first time in over a week that a bit of the old Cassie had surfaced…and Hutch knew his partner was enjoying it.)

“Santa already knows…” Hutch grinned as he took a seat at the table with them. “How do you think we ended up with that tree?”

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