Cat and Dog

Author's Note: Sorry, everyone, but sometimes your characters make protests you can't ignore. I had to ask myself and Katie if she would really become her father's sex ****. I had originally intended her to do so, but, I had already established him as being a little rapey towards her growing up and I just couldn't bring myself to have her go through with it. She's too smart and actually too independent for to her feasibly allow it. However, instead of closing this line, it DOES give me an opportunity to introduce Katie's cop friend whom I wanted to put in on the front page, but couldn't really figure out a way for her to stay with Kate, and I'm keeping to the "Housemates" theme. So. Sorry for the, not-so-sexy, kind of dark entry. If you want, you can skip it.

I've never been one for crying, but as he rolled me over, his job done and left to take a shower without a word, I kind of wanted to. **** wasn't something I was 100% against. I had slept with my sister and a couple cousins before, but having my father use me like that made me feel more violated than I wanted to. It was more that I felt like he knew I was going into heat, and that was the only reason he was there. And potentially having his pups, was NOT something that I was going to let happen.

Rolling out of bed, I snatched up my cellphone and dialed an old friend I knew lived in the area. She had become a cop, and was a pretty good one at that. "Elise, it's Katie. Hey, could you come get my father out of my house? I'm in heat, and he's taking advantage of that and I really don't want to have him get me pregnant. And I want a restraining order against him."

"You wanna press **** charges?" she asked grogily, as I heard her starting to get dressed.

"Eventually, I might, but right now, get him out of my house," I demanded.

Elise really didn't live that far. By the time Dad got out of the shower, I had thrown on a nightgown and was enjoying a nice hot coffee with her. She was a leopard and had always been quite beautiful. I also knew she was a hermaphrodite and found me quite attractive, too. "Elise? What are you doing here?" he asked.

"That's Captain Cosworth, to you, Mr. Ringold. I'm going to place you under arrest and in a moment one of my other officers will be here to take you downtown," she replied, getting to her feet, one hand on her taser, the other looked ready to slug my father if he tried anything.

"On what charge?!" He shouted.

"****. Katie says you've been taken advantage of her unique mindset when she's in heat. **** is also illegal, Mr. Ringold. You might want to say goodbye to your daughter, because, after I'm through with you, you won't be seeing her or any of her family again," Elise replied.

Dad looked at me, but i refused to meet his gaze, a deep scowl on my face. "I did no such thing," he tried and Elise produced a plastic bag with a small vial in it.

"Yeah. I grew up with you, sir. I know how you were around me. I have no doubt this will convict you," she replied, dryingly, still tired. She had explained that she was probably on about 3 hours of sleep after a late night. That day was supposed to be a day off, which is why she had called in backup. "Now, turn around and place your hands behind your back."

My father's eyes were full of panic and he tried to swing, but Elise caught his punch. "Well, that was stupid." A moment later, Dad's face slammed into the ground and his hands were cuffed behind him. I honestly have no idea how she did that. Dad wasn't usually a push over, but Elise was a black belt in something. As if on cue, there was another knock on the door and a male dusty grey wolf officer came in.

"Morning, Captain, is this the scumbag?" he asked.

"Yup. Thanks for coming, Mark," she agreed and the officer pulled my father from the floor, a deadly look in his eyes.

"No problem. You look like you could sleep for weeks," the guy said, and then noticed me and whistled. "Shit. You know, sir, I joined the **** to protect lovely birds like that from shitbags like you. Now come on."

As Mark guided Dad out, Elise handed the evidence bag with the **** kit and DNA sample in it to a lovely rabbit officer. As the rabbit took the bag, Dad made a move to try and destroy the evidence, but that got him a knee to the groin from Mark who nearly dropped him as he doubled over.

"Hey, Mark, don't damage him too badly, we still need to take a sperm sample," Elise remarked.

"Aw. Won't the sample be just as good if we cut it off?" the English accented wolf asked.

"Trust me, Mark, if only that were so. Plus, I don't need a police brutality case on my hands. That said, feel free to knock his ass out if you need," Elise replied finally handing the evidence to the other officer.

"Tow truck's on it's way for his car, ma'am," the rabbit said.

"Good. Find all the evidence you can. The longer I can make his sentence, the better," Elise said.

After a bit, all the officers save Elise had left, ridding my life of my biological father. "Sorry, you had to deal with that," she said, sittting back down on the sofa next to me.

"It's fine. Hey, I know you're super tired, so, why don't you crash in my spare bedroom. Or on my bed if you don't want to mess with evidence or being in a room my father was most likely jerking off to me in," I offered.

"You know, I always knew he was a bit rapey. I knew what was going on as soon as you mentioned he was here. But, you're right. I'm exhausted. Coffee isn't helping. I'm gonna sleep in your bed," she said standing again.