(Pic of Link and Bear hanging out--->)

We were enjoying our beer after the bouncer shift; something we did whenever we had the same shift. After a few drinks, both of us were quite tipsy; we were mixing beer and whisky. Needless to say we were absolutely hammered by the time we went home, Bear was leaning heavily on me as we stumbled along the road. I felt comfortable around Bear so I invited him in after a shift to sleep over. I would like to blame what happened next on the alcohol coursing through our veins, although that wasn't the only thing. I had noticed there was this sexual tension between us, and I didn't push him away when he started to kiss me.

Maybe I should have, maybe then we wouldn't be having this awkward moment now.

I am blushing as I recall what happened after the first innocent kiss. The kissing turned more heated and clothes were ripped off. Soon the both of us were naked and Bear was making his way down my body placing open mouth kisses everywhere. I arched my back as he swallowed me all the way to the back of his throat, my hands fixated in his thick hair. Panting for air, I whined low as Bear removed his mouth, making him chuckle. "Don't worry, Link. I will take good care of you." Bear kept to his word, he took me to new sexual heights. After seemingly hours of exploring each other's bodies, the both of us fell into a peaceful slumber.

If I had resisted Bear a little more forceful last night, we wouldn't be in this awkward situation.

I was surprised to wake up to Bear missing from my side; I was sure he was there when we fell asleep. Then I noticed the scent of breakfast being made, making my stomach rumble. I heard Bear's rumbling laughter from the kitchen as I walked in naked; we had both seen each other naked last night so there was no need to cover up. "Did you sleep well?" Bear was smiling as he put a plate of scrambled eggs, bacon and sausages in front of me, equally naked. He sat opposite of me with an equal full plate of eggs bacon and sausages. Breakfast was done in silence; the only sound heard were the utensils hitting the ceramic of the plates.

The silence became uncomfortable after breakfast was done, I didn't know what to do now. For a first time in a long time I was at a loss for words. "Bear...." I trailed off, biting my lip as I didn't know how to continue. Bear looked at me smiling, "It's about last night right?" I nodded my head. "I am sorry if it felt forced Link, but it felt the right thing to do. I like you and I loved what we did last night, but there was no real spark was there?" I shook my head; there was no real sexual spark between us. "Then it's alright. We can still be friends if you want; I mean I just feel this deep connection with you that I have been missing. Not in a lover's kind of way but more in a way of that you are a part of me...." Bear groaned as he gripped his hair "That's not the right explanation." His eyes lit up as he noticed a sausage still left on my plate and motioned at it "Mind if I borrow that?" I shook my head, wondering what he was going to do with it.

"Look this is me okay?" He pointed at the sausage before cutting it along the length in two. "This is one part of me," He pointed to one half and cut it in half again "and this is the connection I am missing." He pointed to the other half uncut half. "But with you around," He shoved the two smaller halves of the sausage together "I feel more whole. With you here I feel confident that I can go out there and look for my soul mate. Do you get it?" Looking at the sausage I slowly nodded my head "I think so. We are part of the same half." I pointed to the two pieces of the sausage. "Together we will look for the other one." I pointed to the uncut half. I was glad that the deep connection I felt with Bear being cleared up. "But if I don't like this person," I pointed to the uncut half "He or she has got to go, no questions asked." Bear beamed happily as he kissed me.

Everybody noticed that Bear and I were attached at the hip. Lauren had asked me about it and I had given her the same explanation Bear gave me; we were part of the same half, looking for the other one. She smiled brightly when she heard we weren't lovers, a lot of people thought we were. I just shrugged, Bear was mine and I was his in a way.

I don't remember clearly why but we were walking around down town, Bear needed something from a store that didn't have a department in the Pleasure District. It was there where we saw a crying Goldie talking to a police officer. "Goldie!" She was startled as Bear bellowed her name, but cried harder as she spotted us. "Papa Bear!" Rushing over Bear crushed her to his chest shushing her. Goldie was a part of one of the most famous and sought after performers. She was part of the trans performer group called Cat Bells. From what I understand is that Bear stepped up as guardian of everybody in the group since most need some kind of guidance.

Like most performers in the group, Goldie is a transgender. Goldie used to be Gareth Donovan, and like most she was faced with a lot of negative reactions from family members and friends. From what Bear wanted to tell me was she ran away from home after the abuse went way past what a person could handle. This way she found herself in Bear's protective embrace and slowly unfurled as a blossoming young girl. Goldie underwent the last and final operation to become female a few months ago.

I looked at the officer "What happened?" There was a disgusted look on his face as he watched Bear shushing Goldie. Looking at his notepad "Apparently he... she was walking down the street when someone bumped into her, before a struggle for the purse began and lashed out knocking her off her feet and ran off with the purse."

I was having a hard time controlling my anger. "And why aren't you looking for the perpetrator?" The officer swallowed "I can't do anything without proper identification. The name is nowhere in our data base." Was his flimsy excuse, making me even more mad. Goldie had calm down enough to talk again. "I am sure I had handed in the correct paperwork for a passport last month. I need a passport to go on a business trip in two weeks. I was on my way to the council and wonder why it was taking so long for my passport to be ready when that guy attacked me." She was still teary eyed and sniffled. Bear was on the phone to Roland, telling him what had happened and that the officer wasn't cooperating.

"And why is it my fault your name isn't in our data base! The only name that corresponds with what you told me is Gareth Donovan." I face palmed and gritted my teeth, "That is because Goldie is Gareth Donovan." The officer glared at me "I know that!" I was about to slug the ass when Bear took my balled fist in his iron grip "Relax Link." Bear stepped up into the officer's personal space "Then way are you stalling? If Goldie wasn't a trans than I am sure you would have done anything to resolve this as quickly as possible." The glare Bear send his way had the officer's knees knocking together. The officer made the mistake to ask for back up since there was a hostile civilian interfering. Several other people in the street were gawking at the failing officer, taking pictures and making video's. Until one of them recognised Goldie, then all hell broke loose.

Within a span of a couple seconds, Bear and I became the wall between the rabid fans and Goldie. It took the officer several precious minutes that a thing like this could end badly and with his help we managed to safely get Goldie inside the police building several yards away. Once inside, I was overcome with some feelings of nostalgia; we were in my old precinct station. Goldie was taken away by a female officer to report the theft of her purse with all her important things in it. She was just finished when a well-dressed man stormed in; he was Goldie's fiancé, Roland had told him about the situation. He was yelling and shouting at the officer at the desk who refused to tell him what was going on. Bear took it upon himself to inform Roy MacIntosh, I nodded at the female officer as she brought Goldie back out. She sobbed as she saw him and he rushed to her side and just like Bear crushed her to his chest. You could hear a pin drop when he spoke to her "It's okay baby, I got you. You are okay, you are fine." Bear and I were quietly standing to the side, giving them their own space.

Outside the precinct it was a circus of media; the local TV station was there and the several others that followed Goldie and the others in the group around. They all screamed questions at the already emotional unstable pair, so Bear and I naturally stepped in and made sure they made their way to the already waiting car at the curb. We disappeared from the scene before they could unleash their fury on us. I wasn't all too surprised to see the whole ordeal with Goldie on seven o'clock news later that night. Bear snorted as they showed little clips of us with the officer and us keeping the media at bay as Goldie left the station. We were dubbed 'the statues' since we were unmovable to anyone who wanted to come close.

"It's their own fault that they are negatively on the news; it's not our fault that they are incompetent of doing their job." Bear remarked later that night from my couch with a beer bottle in his hand. I shrugged as I slip on the couch beside him "I do believe some of them do a good job, but it's guys like these that give the rest a bad name." I grumble as I feel Bear shaking with laughter. "Once a cop always a cop huh?" Bear was still snickering as he nudged me, making me shake my head and smile. We were silent for a while; lost in our own thoughts until Bear broke the silence. "Do you miss it? Being a cop I mean. I saw the look of wistfulness on your face when we were at the station."

I rest my head on Bear's shoulder as I thought about his question; do I still miss being a cop? If he had asked me in my first few days, back then I missed the action and the thrill of perusing the bad guys. Now; not so much anymore. Okay it still stings, but it is less than in the beginning. I am enjoying my work now, my stable hours, my stable pay cheque, and my new colleagues. "No, not anymore. Now I enjoy my work here and the people, my new friends and colleagues. And a special someone." Bear grinned as he pulled me closer "I am glad you think so." He kissed the top of my head as I settled against him for the rest of the night.