I saw your looking for Sammy requests/ideas. Maybe he has a crush on a coworker. Her presence turns his brain into mush. She feels the same way about him.
It’s said that dispatchers and police officers don’t mix, and yet you decide to test the theory.
Radio Lovers (Sammy Bryant x reader)
(Warnings: This in inaccurate with some dispatch lingo. I am going off what I know from listening to my boyfriend’s radio)
(Also shoutout to my favorite police officer for helping me with this fic)
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“Los Angeles Adam 18, what’s code 1 Bryant and Sherman?”
You were a dispatcher for the Los Angeles Police Department and so far, you loved the job. Sure it was a little difficult to deal with some of the callers who decided to take their angry out on you, but other than that? You couldn’t complain. Plus you got the benefit of flirting with officers without seeing them face to face. That was probably the best part of working in dispatch.
While you waited for Bryant and Sherman to answer, your mind drifted to a conversation you had with your co-worker Sidney.
“You know I am more than positive he is married. Flirting with a married officer is a terrible idea.” Sidney had said with a laugh, “What if she finds out and decides to kick your ass.”
“How would she know it’s me? Plus he is recently divorced, heard that through the grapevine.” You said with a smile, “People talk Sid, you and I both know that. Our supervisor mentioned the divorce. Guess it got pretty ugly near the end.” You said with a sigh, picking at your salad.
“More the reason to stay away from him.” Sidney said, taking a bite of their fry, “Seriously dude, you will get hurt poking around an officer like him.”
“Maybe I wanna get hurt.” You admitted, “I haven’t gotten laid in months.”
“Please, I do not need to hear about your kinks.” They said with a laugh, “Maybe we do need to get you laid. I want one night stand wouldn’t hurt.”
“Thank you!” You said with a laugh just as your timer went off, “And look at that duty calls.”
You were taken back to the present as you heard a radio cackle,
“Los Angeles Adam 18, we are just peachy. Just got out of code 7 so we are doing fine.” Bryant answered, “How are you 10-37?”
Before you could respond, the radio cackled again.
“Can you stop flirting on the radio Sammy?” Dewey called out, “We get it, you are down bad.”
“Called it.” You mouthed to Sidney who just shook their head and flipped you off.
“Jesus Dewey, I am trying not to piss off dispatch.” Sammy explained, “Did you not read this morning stating not to piss them off?”
“Officer Dewey does not concern himself with dispatches feelings.” Dewey stated.
“Officer Dewey are you still code 7?” You asked, typing something into your computer as you got a signal that there was an intoxicated person report in his area.
“Depends 10-37.” Dewey said simply.
“It is a yes or a no Officer Dewey, are you code 7 or not?” You asked.
There was silence for a moment then the radio cackled,
“I am Code 10-8.” He said with a sigh, “Is there a call?”
“Are you 100 for a 390 in area 1? I know you are in area 2, but the officers on duty need a hand.” You explained.
After a long silence Dewey spoke,
“10-4.” He muttered, flicking his sirens on.
“Cold.” Sidney mouthed and you shrugged.
“Don’t piss me off.” You mouthed back.
“So 10-37, Officer Bryant wants to know how you are? You never answered his question.” Sherman cooed over the radio and you could hear rustling meaning Sammy was probably trying to get the back the radio.
“Tell officer Bryant that I am 10-4.” You said, blushing.
“Good to know 10-37.” Officer Sherman said with a chuckle.
“He wants your cookie bad.” Sidney mouthed and you shook your head.
You rubbed your hands over your face and just let out a laugh.
You could not wait for your shift to be over.
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At the evening debrief, your supervisor had all of you gathered into the break room.
“So why are we in here?” Sidney asked, breaking the silence.
You elbowed them and Sidney slumped in their seat laughing.
“Thanks for the observation Sid. We are in here because I talked to the Sargent who works with the 7a to 7p men and he has decided that as dispatch workers, we need to see what our officers are dealing with on a daily basis. So I am requiring all of our dispatch members to sign up with an officer and yes you get to pick.” Mac explained, “Any questions?”
“We get to pick?” You blurted out, immediately covering your mouth.
“I mean I can assign officers, but I figured Officer Bryant could finally get a look at what’s he’s working with.” Mac said simply, causing you to sink in your chair.
“Everybody knows.” Sidney said as you covered your face.
“Don’t remind me. You muttered.
After the meeting and making sure you got signed up with Officer Bryant for your ride along, you headed out to your car with Sidney on your heels.
“You aren’t the only one with an officer crush, did you see Sheri scratch out someone else’s name so she could ride with Officer Howey? I don’t know what she sees him.” Sidney said with a laugh.
“Who did you sign up for?” You asked, adjusting the strap of your bag.
“Officer Cooper. He is nice enough on the radio.” Sidney said with a shrug, “I would lose my shit with Dewey.”
“Valid.” You said when you felt Sidney grab your jaw to turn your head, “I think that’s Officer Bryant.”
You follow their gaze to watch as two officers leave the station, laughing about something.
“I am just saying, I think you need to get laid.” Sherman said, “You can’t just keep living through me.”
“Yes I can.” Sammy said simply, “I am sorry but who is gonna love someone with a crazy ex wife? Like I come with a lot of baggage.”
“Any who can handle you Sammy, can also handle Tammi.” Sherman assured, “Maybe that dispatcher will get that ride along with you. I can cover your area while you get some action.”
“I am not going to have sex in a patrol care, those things are nasty as fuck.” Sammy said.
“HE WANTS TO FUCK YOU!” Sidney said, not realizing her voice carried an echo.
Sammy and Sherman looked over across the parking lot to see the two of you and honestly? You wished you died on the spot.
“I could genuinely kill you.” You yelped, scrambling to your car as Sidney followed.
“We don’t know if that was him” Sidney started.
“You think that was them?” Sammy asked, opening his car door to set his duffle bag in the back seat.
“I would be surprised if it wasn’t them.” Sherman said with a laugh.
You got into your car and put your head on your steering wheel, “I really fucking hate you Sid.” You muttered with a sigh.
“Worth it. Hope you aren’t thinking about me when you ride that dick.” Sid joked, earning them a weak arm punch.
You couldn’t wait for this ride along to be over.
Because partially? You were really hoping to end up under Sammy Bryant.
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The day of your ride along soon came and you were told to dress in shoes you could run in, comfortable pants, and a work shirt. So you were in the police station with an LAPD dispatch shirt on, leggings, and running shoes.
“Are you lost baby?” Dewey asked, coming up to you.
“I’m waiting for Officer Bryant.” You said sternly, “He’s my ride along.”
“I can give you something to ride baby.” Dewey said, grabbing his crotch, causing you to roll your eyes.
“Dewey, she doesn’t want your shrimp dick.” Sherman said, coming up behind him, “Ignore him, he’s a tool. His brain is between his legs.”
“It’s okay, are you Officer Sherman?” You asked with a laugh.
“I am, you must be the dispatcher who my FTO keeps hitting on. I promise you Officer Bryant is an excellent cop.” He said with a smile, shaking your hand.
You smiled and shook his hand, “Nice to meet you!”
Soon you saw a man with curly hair come out, running a hand through his hair, “I got told I got a ride along today. Sorry Sherman, can’t get lunch with you.” Sammy said, “Who’s your friend?”
“The dispatcher who’s riding along with you today. The one you flirt with consistently.” Sherman said with a smirk, moving to pat Sammy on the back, “Go get em tiger.”
“You’re my ride along?” Sammy breathed out, “Hi, I’m Officer Bryant or call me Sammy or Sam.”
“Nice to meet you.” You said with a smile, “I’m excited about this ride along.”
“M-Me too.” He stuttered out, trying not to stare at you.
It was weird to him seeing the woman he had been hitting on for so long in the flesh. She was exactly how he imagined she would look.
“Earth to Sammy, quit thinking with your dick.” Ben warned and Sammy chuckled nervously.
“Yea yea, let’s uh.. let’s head to the squad car.” He explained and you followed him to the squad car.
“How long have you been a cop?” You asked, trying to make small talk as the two of you walked.
“About twelve years, I got into the academy at 21 then was a cop for 4 years then a detective for 7 years. I just got back into working the streets again.” He explained.
“Oh yea? Do you like being a cop? You asked, looking over to him as you guys walked.
“Yea, I mean sometimes I miss being a detective,” He explained, “But now? I need a purpose and I feel like it’s distracted me a lot while my divorce goes on.”
“You’re divorced?” You asked, sounding a little shocked.
Which I mean you were shocked. Sammy seemed like the perfect guy, who would divorce a guy like Sammy? Maybe he had a terrible bad side where he hated women or maybe the job just took too much of a toll that he was taking home. He could be married to the job for all you know.
“We divorced because she just never grew up.” He said with a mix of a chuckle and a sigh, “I mean I’ll admit, I was a douche first joining the police academy. I got my bachelors in Criminal Justice Administration because it was easy. But like after a year of being a police officer and dating Tammi for so long, I just felt pressured to get married.”
“Sammy and Tammi.” You said with a laugh, “Sorry, it’s funny you two share a similarly sounding name.”
“That’s actually how we got to be. Someone made a joke in our friend circle and that’s how we started dating.” He said, “And at first, it was great. We smoked weed together and partied. But then my parents got a letter I was about to flunk out due to shitty grades. They threatened to disown me and so I pulled my weight. I ended up with a 3.5 gpa while Tammi dropped out of college.”
“Holy cow.” You said, “I-I’m so sorry.”
“It’s not your fault.” He stated with a laugh, “Tammi was jealous I would cheat on her. So in her mind, it made sense she would cheat on me first.”
“Cheat on you? She’s stupid.” You said then covered your mouth, “I-I didn’t mean to say that!”
He laughed and shook his head, “Believe me, you can make fun of my ex wife all you want. I’ve accepted my divorce. I’m ready to move on.”
“Well good for you.” You said with a soft smile, getting into the squad car front seat, “Sounds like you definitely glowed up.”
Sammy paused at the drivers seat and smiled, “Yea guess I have.”
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“So what made you decide to go into dispatch?” Sammy asked, “Have you always liked police force?”
After joining Sammy on a couple traffic stops, joining him while he talked to some old gang members to get a status update on someone they were looking for, and you two even helped wrangled a goat that had got out.
Now the two of you were stopping for lunch at a burger place he couldn’t stop raving about. You sat across from him, eating your burger while he sipped his drink.
“Well,” You said, “I have my associates in Fine Arts but knew I wanted to work somewhere in the medical field. Then I saw the dispatch center was hiring and I knew this would help me learn to work under pressure. For now? I’ve just been working enough to save up for school.”
“Good for you.” He said, taking a bite from his fry, “I think you’d be a great nurse.”
“Yea? What makes you think so?” You asked with a laugh.
“You seem compassionate, like you genuinely care.” He assured.
“Thanks.” You said with a blush, taking a sip of your drink.
His radio rattled asking if he was available for a traffic assist and he sighed.
“10-4 on our way.” He said, getting up to throw away his finished meal.
You followed him quickly, jogging to catch up to him.
“For this one, I want you to stay in the car. The area isn’t safe and I just have a gut feeling about this.” Sammy explained.
“What’s your feeling?” You asked, getting into the passenger seat.
“I don’t know. I just do.” Sammy said, getting into the driver seat.
He flicked on his lights and buckled himself in, driving the two of you to the call.
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The call wasn’t supposed to go wrong, it wasn’t supposed to end like this. Sammy getting shot at was never supposed to happen.
You watched Sammy get out of his squad car, walking up to where the car initially was stopped. Officer Cooper had pulled over the car with Officer Tang. You had heard Sammy mumble something about ‘Gang member’ as he stepped out.
“Be safe.” You said nervously.
“I’ll be fine sweetheart.” Sammy said simply, “I’ll be okay, I know the guy.”
You heard Sammy try to talk to the guy. To you, it sounded like the guy was named Five-Seven.
“Hey man, come on.” Sammy had said, “Five-Seven, get back in your car and we can continue your traffic stop.”
“I’m sorry Officer Bryant, I have to do this.” You heard the guy say and that’s when you heard a gunshot and something hit the ground.
“HEY STOP!” Officer Cooper yelled, running to his squad car as the gang member drove off.
That left you and Officer Tang. Now you were running on adrenaline as you went to help Officer Tang.
Sammy was on the ground, breathing ragged as Officer Tang started to pull him to the back of the squad car, “Get his legs!” She snapped and you grabbed his legs, helping him into the back of the squad car.
“I-Is he dead?” You asked nervously, sitting in the back with him.
“No, I think it’s a mix of shock and pain. Our vests don’t fully stop the bullet, so I believe he just probably has a broken rib.” She explained as she sped to the hospital.
You could still hear him breathing and without thinking, you start running your fingers through his curls, his head still in your lap.
“It’s okay.” You promise softly, trying not to cry, “You gotta be okay.”
Soon Tang pulled into the ambulance bay where some nurses helped get him out of the car.
“He was shot with a Glock 45. It looks like the bullet took most of the absorption.” Tang started, following the nurses back to the room.
You followed close behind, watching the nurses work.
“What the fuck happened?” Sammy muttered, “Where’s my ride along? She was in the car, is she okay?”
“I’m okay.” You assured, moving to walk next to his bed.
“Ma’am, you need to wait out in the waiting room.” The nurse began and Sammy reached for your hand.
“S-She’s my girlfriend, let her stay.” Sammy lied, “Need a bit of emotional support.”
“Is this true?” The nurse asked and you nod.
“Yea he’s my boyfriend.” You lied as he entered the hospital room.
“You can stay then since he consents.” The nurse explained and you pulled up a seat next to Sammy where his hand finds yours.
“I was so scared you died.” You admitted with a nervous laugh, “I was convinced you weren’t going to make it.”
“And lose my only chance to finally win over the cute dispatcher?” He wheezed out as they helped him out of his vest, “I just got my chance with you sweetheart.”
“Sammy.” You laugh and then start to cry, “Sorry.. I just.. watching you get shot.”
“Hey uh uh, no tears.” He cooed and nodded toward his now bare chest, “Look, I just broke probably a rib or two. I am okay, just gonna have a nasty bruise for a while. Feel like I’m gonna have to have a nurse around.” He joked, causing him to wince.
“Enough jokes.” You said, your voice wavering a bit, “You act like this is normal.”
“If I think about it too much, I’m gonna get in my head.” He admitted, “Don’t fret over me though sweetheart, a simple yes to a date with me would fix my broken ribs.”
“Yea?” You joked as he brought up his hand to kiss the back of your hand.
“Yes.” He said, his voice gravelly, “So is it a yes?”
“It’s a yes Sammy Bryant, I’ll go on a date with you. But only when you are all healed up.” You said squeezing his hand.
“Deal.” He said with a weak smile.
You stayed with him until he was released, just to make sure he got home safe.
Because who knew the ride along with the officer you’ve had a crush on for so long would end up blossoming into something new?
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