Characters: Dee, Chief Smith, JJ, Rose, others.
Setting: After Vol. 7.
Summary: Dee is more than a little bewildered by the way people are treating him.
Written Using: The dw100 prompt ‘Through The Looking Glass’.
Disclaimer: I don’t own FAKE, or the characters. They belong to the wonderful Sanami Matoh.
A/N: This one’s a double drabble and a half, 250 words.
It was disconcerting; Dee felt a little like Alice must have when she went through the looking glass. On the surface, the world he was in was the same as ever, but the people were acting decidedly out of character. Hell, the old badger was pumping his hand, praising him… even offered him a cigar, which he’d declined having given up smoking a few months ago.
Instead of jumping all over him, JJ had saluted him, while the rest of the squad had broken out in a spontaneous round of applause. Dee surreptitiously pinched himself; maybe all this was just some weird dream… Then again, maybe not, because while the pinch had hurt, it hadn’t woken him up.
Rose was blabbering something about a commendation and a possible promotion, but Dee had no intention of being stuck behind a desk.
It was crazy, they were treating him like some kind of hero, or a celebrity, and what for? He’d just been doing his job. What were the odds that he’d stop for lunch and find himself in the queue at MacDonald’s right behind one of America’s Most Wanted? Slapping the cuffs on him and bringing him in had been almost too easy. Most of the customers probably hadn’t noticed anything unusual was going on.
Which reminded him, he’d wound up missing lunch and he was hungry. Hadn’t the press got enough photos yet? Being a hero wasn’t anywhere near as much fun as he used to think it would be.