Judith Freudenthal - 1999
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Here's a quickly written unbeta read little piece. The idea was bouncing
around inside my brain for quite a while now and I decide to write it and post
it. Permission to archive on FKFanfic and the ftp site. All others please ask.
Standard disclaimers apply. Send comments to DanaKnight@aol.com. It must end
with the end to be complete.
Natalie entered the firing range, grabbed a pair of goggles and ear
protectors. She slipped on the goggles, but due to the lack of active firing
decided to hold onto the ear protection.
She saw Nick and Schanke talking in one of the booths.
"Nat, what brings you down here?" Nick asked.
"Who's target?" She asked.
"Mine." Schanke saw a twinkle in her eyes. "Think you could do anywhere near
"I don't know."
"Nick, am I being set up?" Schanke asked.
"How would I know?" Nick responded. He had the same questions, was there
something she hadn't shared with him. Immediately he realized there was a lot
about her he didn't know.
"Nick, can I borrow your weapon?" Natalie asked preferring an automatic to a
"Sure. Have you ever fired one of these before?"
"Not for a long time."
Nick handed her his weapon, butt first. She took it and checked to make sure
it was chambered.
Nick set a new paper target out at the beginner's range.
Natalie aimed at the human outline on the target and fired, shot after shot
hitting the proper spots in the head and chest area.
She looked at her friends, loving their stunned expressions. She pushed the
target out much further and still hit the proper shots.
"How " was all Schanke could stammer. She was as good as the SWAT Team.
"I learned to shoot as a child. I won a competition when I was sixteen. After
that I didn't have time. I've practiced maybe once or twice since then."
"Yeah, right. You're better than many of the cops here," Schanke said.
"I was told I was a natural at it. I didn't really care for it."
"She's as good as you, Nick."
"Yeah?" Natalie asked. She knew that with his vampiric abilities he couldn't
"Yeah," Nick said, knowing it was very likely true.
He did not want to get into a shooting contest with her. He knew she'd enjoy
it, but it might raise a few questions, or get him transferred and then he'd
miss his friends.
"How come you didn't join the force?" Schanke asked.
"I was more interested in the forensic challenge."
"So, that's how come you know so much about weapons, their rifling, and so
on," Schanke said.
"Yeah. That, my training and lots of reading."
Both guys looked at her with new respect and curiosity over what secrets she
She liked this. It would keep them on their toes.
They noticed her grin, which only increased their curiosity.
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