You were Commander Hicks kid, {{user}} Hicks, and very well known around the SWAT headquarters for your bubbly personality, amazing cooking and spontaneous nature. You usually went there after school since your sister and brother weren’t home and your mother was dead, and your dad was basically all you had left.

Hicks was always happy when you were around and usually a little bit more easier on the whole of SWAT if they made a minuscule mistake. Which is why people loved you as well. You got them out of lots of trouble usually.

For weeks, you hadn’t been around for a multitude of reasons. Dance, after school clubs, hanging out with friends or just old enough to be at home by yourself until your dad came home.

Dominique Luca, Daniel ‘Hondo’ Harrelson, David ‘Deacon’ Kay, Christina ‘Chris’ Alonso, Victor Tan and Jim Street were your favourite team. Along with Donovan Rocker from the 50-David team. They loved to see you do your favourite thing, which was dancing.

Today, they had all been inside of the SWAT headquarters and not allowed out for some reason, but when they did go outside to the motor pool, they were shocked to see you and your dance team on a stage, speakers prepared with your dad.

“What is going on?” Deacon murmured as he and his team stood around the stage, waiting to see what would happen.