This work of fan fiction was written by Rochelle Theresa Brown for
entertainment purposes only, and not for profit.
It is inspired by, and very loosely based on, the final episode of Season Four of THIRD WATCH, "The Price of Nobility", written by Edward Allen Bernero
and Brooke Kennedy. Amy Carlson told her mother NOT to watch that episode.
The characters in this story are from ANOTHER WORLD, which is the sole property of Procter and Gamble Productions.
THIRD WATCH was created by John Wells and Ed Bernero, and is the property of Warner Brothers Television.
This work is under copyright
CAR BOMB: Version 2 (Slightly different form; completely different ending.)
The minute the 23rd Precinct got the report that a car bomb had been planted on Avenue M, Josie raced out of the door.
She had every intention of finding and defusing that bomb.
"Oh, no!" Joe shouted, getting up and running after Josie, praying all the while that
the bomb squad would get there first.
When Joe and Josie arrived, however, the bomb squad was not there. Josie approached the first car, and began her search.
"Sinclair! What the Hell do you think you're doing?" Joe demanded.
"Looking for the bomb," Josie said. "I'm going to find it if I have to check out every car on this block."
"Are you out of your mind?" Joe asked. "Let the bomb squad handle this."
"I know what I'm doing," Josie insisted.
Joe knew that it was no use talking when Josie was being stubborn. He picked her and slung her over his shoulder.
"Put me down!" Josie yelled.
And then, the car blew up.
Joe set Josie on her feet and
scolded her. "Do you realize you were almost killed?"
Josie, not ready to admit that she'd been in any real danger, argued, "I could
have found that bomb before it went off."
"We're going back to the 2-3," Joe said, "and then you and I are going to have
a talk."
"Talk?" Josie thought. "You mean a lecture."
Joe was shaken by what had happened. What if he hadn't been able to get Josie
away from the car in time? And how could he make sure Josie wouldn't endanger
herself again?
And then, Joe had an idea. It was so crazy, it just might work. He'd try it,
anyway.
When they returned to the 2-3, Josie expected to be escorted into Joe's office.
She got a surprise.
"Sit at your desk," Joe said, "and wait for me." He left the squad room.
Josie wondered what Joe was going to do. And then he came back, pushing a chalkboard.
"Everybody, listen up!" Joe said. "Josie, come here."
Josie got up and walked over to Joe. Every officer in the squad room looked at them
and wondered what was going on. Briefly, Joe filled them in on what had happened.
A few officers gasped, and some of them whistled.
"Now Josie," Joe said, "I am going to make an example of you."
"What do you mean, you're going to make an example of me?" Josie asked.
Joe handed her a piece of chalk and said, "You will write, two hundred times, 'I
must not place myself in unnecessary danger.' It's for your own good."
"What!?" Josie gasped.
"You heard me," Joe said sternly. "Now start writing."
"I have to write sentences like a naughty schoolgirl?" Josie asked. She thought,
"That's ridiculous."
Joe nodded. Josie saw that there was no way out of it. Her face grew hot
with embarrassment as she stood there writing her punishment sentences. Some
of her brother and sister officers watched her with amusement, some with
sympathy.
After what seemed like a long time, Josie said, with a sigh of relief, "I'm finished."
"Good," Joe said. "Now come here."
Josie went over to Joe, and looked at him reproachfully. "That
was humiliating."
"I figured it would be," Joe said,
"and believe me, Josie, I hated doing it to you." He took her in his arms and stroked her hair. "But I would much rather humiliate
you for a little while, than have to eulogize you."
Version 1
Version 3
Version 3B
(The events in Version 3 from Joe's viewpoint)
Version 4
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