K9, Search Lights and Writing

I had the craziest night!

I was chilling at 11:20pm and thought I heard screaming. We're on a busy street, so there is always noise.... but it was late, and every once in a while someone needs something. I stood up to look out the window and noticed that I had left something on my patio that I'd rather bring in.  

I opened the sliding glass door, walked out, and noticed the usually loud street was eerily quiet. I'm on the second floor, and the street we face is NEVER quiet, not even when you really wish it would be. Before logic pieced itself together in my wee brain, a very bright light zeroed in on me. 

A police helicopter had me in its spotlight. 

That's when I realized it was so quiet because traffic was blocked off. Cops were combing the area with K9s. A firetruck and an ambulance came onto the scene.

Emory came stumbling out of the bedroom, half asleep, and asked, "What are you doing?" 

I was still dumbfounded. I had no idea what I was doing, but when the cop asked for our apartment number, I completely went blank. I had to ask Emory what the apartment number was. 

That's where it ends! The cops never knocked on our door.

Writing Update:

Untitled Omega/Alpha WIP: I wrote my story up until a smut scene, thought it would need to go there, and realized that it didn't feel right yet. One alpha feels like fire/swords. The other alpha feels like earth/pentacles. I'm just working through this, trying to get a first draft and not go back to make the changes I want to make at this very moment. I am trying to weigh the importance of some of these characters.