Disclaimer: Police Story belongs to Joseph Wanbaugh, David Gerber Productions
and Columbia Pictures Television. This story is not-for-profit, but I own it.
Warnings: Strong lanuage, graphic violence, female/female sex
Feedback: Yes, I want feedback.
Other Notes: This story is a birthday present to Tori Spelling, who was born
on May 16th, 1973.
Tori Spelling -- LAPD Officer Joanna 'Jo' Lockwood
Tiffani-Amber Thiessen -- Angel Scozzari
Tea Leoni -- LAPD Homicide Detective Laura McCormack
Maximillian Schell -- LAPD Captain Roddy 'Rod' Borgnine
Summary: While responding to a homicide call, a female LAPD officer suddenly
becomes friends with a woman who may or may not be the killer.
Dedication: Happy Birthday to Tori Spelling! -- ATK 2005
Police Story: The Black Widow Of L.A.
by Andrew Troy Keller ([email protected])
It was on a warm 16th day of May in the City of Los Angeles, California that
a patrol officer for the Los Angeles Police Department named Joanna Lockwood
was driving her cruiser back to the station house, only to have that idea get
deep-sixed by a voice on her unit's CB Radio saying, "Attention all units!
Attention all units!A 911 call has been recieved and a homicide unit has been
dispatched to 213 King's Heart Drive! All units available for backup
And after she had heard that, Jo had picked-up the radio's microphone and
said, "Dispatch, this is unit 48! I had recieved your message and I'm on my
way to assist the homicide team!"
And then, after she had turned her unit around, Jo had driven herself all the
way over to 213 King's Heart Drive, where she was surprised to discover that
an old friend of hers from high school named Laura McCormack was also at the
Just then, after she had gotten out of her cruiser and walked over to Laura
with a big smile on her lips, Jo had placed her hands on her hips, cleared
her throat and said, "Well, I see that you were finally able to find a job
that even a dumbass bitch like you is able to do."
And after she had heard those words, Laura had turned towards the one who has
insulted her, only to have her eyes grow wide and a smile appear on her lips,
for she had discovered that it her old high school friend, Jo standing in
front of her.
And then, after they had given each other a big hug, had placed her friendly
hand on Jo's shoulder, took a deep breath and said, "Wow! It's really great
to see you again, Jo. You really do look terrific."
"Thanks, Laura. That's really nice of you to say," said a smiling Jo, while
she was giving her old high school chum a good looking-over. "Although, I
wish that I could say the same about you. I mean, that body looks like...!"
But just as Jo was about to say another word about her figure, Laura had
pointed her finger at her old high school buddy and said, "If I were you, I
would watch it with that mouth of yours, Jo. Otherwise, you'll have no other
choice, but to take a desk job, which means sitting on your boney ass for
the rest of your career."
Just then, Laura's homicide unit partner had walked over to her and Jo,
cleared his throat and said, "Excuse me for interrupting your little trip
down memory lane, Ladies. But there's something that I want my partner to
have a look at."
And then, after they had walked over to the one spot on the driveway and had
a good look at a 36-year-old male corpse with dirt and blood on his face and
a 38 Magnum bullet hole inside his forehead, a shocked Jo had taken two steps
away from the corpse and said, "Holy shit!"
"You could say that again, Jo," said Laura, after she had taken a deep breath
and just before she had turned towards her partner and asked, "Were you able
to find the murder weapon yet?"
"Are you kidding?" asked Laura's partner, after he had let out a small
chuckle. "We weren't even able to find the perp yet, much less the murder
Just then, Jo had turned towards a crowd that had gathered outside the crime
scene and noticed a curios dark-haired beauty trying to get her head past
the other officers in order to find out what was going on, causing an
equally-curious Jo to walk over to the female stranger and say, "Excuse me.
I'm Officer Joanna Lockwood. I just couldn't help noticing that you were
trying get a look at the crime scene. Do you happen to know the victim?"
"Well actually, I really don't know him. I'm just a concerned bystander,"
answered the female stranger, just before she had held her friendly hand out
to Jo. "By the way, my name is Angel Scozzari and I happen to be into real
"Well then, let me tell you this much, Angel. You more luckier than I am,"
said a smiling Jo, after she had shook Angel's hand. "You see, I had dreamed
of going into real estate, but my own father had insisted that go straight
into the police academy. Anyway, could I see you sometime later, because I
might have some more questions to ask you."
"Why I just don't see why not," answered Angel, after she had gotten into her
car. "As a matter of fact, I've got this great-looking boat that I've got
parked at Los Angeles Boating Pier. Why don't you come on over and I'll show
"Sure thing, Angel. I'll see you later," answered Jo, just before her
newfound friend had drove away and a curious Laura had walked over to Jo
and asked, "Who was that woman that you were talking to, Jo?"
"Oh, just a newfound friend who shares my love for real estate," answered a
smiling Jo, after she had taken a deep breath. "Her name is Angel Scozzari
and she had invited me to go see her boat."
And then, after she had heard what Jo had said, the look on Laura's face had
changed into that of concern, just before she had turned her head towards Jo
and asked, "Did I hear you right, Jo?Did I hear you say that her name was
"That's right. She said that her name was Angel Scozzari," Jo had answered
her old high school friend, just before she had walked over to give the other
officers a hand with making sure that the Los Angeles County Medical Examiner
was able to get the victim's corpse out of the area, leaving a stunned Laura
to think to herself, *No! It can't be! Not that bitch! Not again!*
Just then, back at the station house, Laura had knocked on the door of
Captain Roddy Borgnine, who had looked at the door and said, "Come in!"
And after she had opened the door and stepped into the office, Laura had
placed her hands on Rod's desk, took a deep breath and said, "Rod, we've got
a problem. The bitch is back."
"The Black Widow of L.A.? Are you sure?" asked a concerned Rod, just before
Laura had placed her hand on the back of her neck and answered, "Believe me,
Rod. I'm very much sure of it."
But just as he was about to ask Laura another question, Jo had walked into
the room, cleared her throat and said, "Excuse me for interrupting, Rod.
But could I please go ahead and take off early? I've met a new friend who
has invited me to go see her boat."
"Look, Jo. I really do hate to burst your bubble like this," said Laura,
after she had cleared her throat and placed her friendly hand on Jo's
shoulder. "But you really shouldn't be anywhere alone with Angel Scozzari,
because she's a murdering bitch known as the Black Widow of L.A. and she
has been responsible for the deaths of seven men and women before I was
finally able to arrest her and send her ass straight to prison where she
belongs. Trust me, Jo. She's a fucking bloodcrazed bitch."
But after she had heard those words, an angry Jo had punched Laura straight
in the nose and yelled, "THE ONLY THING YOU KNOW ABOUT PEOPLE IS NOTHING MORE
THAN JUST PLAIN BULLSHIT! IT'S JUST LIKE BACK IN HIGH SCHOOL! YOU'RE BECOMING
THE QUEEN BITCH ALL OVER AGAIN! HOW DO YOU KNOW THAT SHE HAD PAID HER DEBT
AND IS WILLING TO REENTER SOCIETY? ANSWER ME THAT, SHIT-HEAD!"
"Whoa! Okay, Jo. Take it easy. We've just made a mistake, that's all," said
an understanding Rod, after he had realized that it was wrong to say nasty
things about Jo's new friends. "Look, why don't you go ahead and take off
early. We'll see you tomorrow."
And after Jo had left the room, Rod had helped Laura get back on her feet,
placed his hand on her shoulder and said, "Look, Laura. Maybe Jo's right.
Maybe she has paid her debt to society. But if you keep on saying that Angel
Scozzari is still up to her old tricks, you've got to have more than just
Just then, after she had arrived at the boating pier and stepped aboard
Angel's boat, a curious Jo had looked around the deck and said, "Hello!
Anybody aboard? It's me! It's Jo! Are you here, Angel?"
And then, after the cabin door had opened, Jo had turned her head towards
the cabin and the look on her face had changed into that of pure shock, for
a totally nude Angel had stepped on to the deck and said, "Hi, Jo. I'm so
glad that you were able to accept my invitation."
But after Angel had moved herself over to Jo and was about to give her a kiss
on the lips, a frightened Jo had moved her head away from Angel's, cleared
her throat and said, "Look, Angel. I really don't think that we should be
doing this. You see, I'm really not...!"
"Sssshhhh. It's going to be okay, Jo. You don't need to say anything. You
also don't have to be afraid," said Angel, after she had placed the tips of
her fingers on Jo's lips. "I'll be gentle with you as possible. All you need
to do is just relax... and enjoy it."
And with that, both Jo and Angel had kissed each other ever so passionately
on the lips, just before they had stepped into the cabin, where Angel had
helped Jo take off all of her clothes and the both of them had placed their
nude bodies on the bed.
And after Angel had started licking all over Jo's nude body -- all the way
down to her hot, wet pussy and carressing her firm breasts, Jo had placed her
hands on Angel's bare shoulders and said, "Whooooly shit! I've never... had
it... done to me... like this before! Aaaahhhh, yeeeessss! That's it! Do it,
Angel! Touch me! Touch me there! Suck my wet pussy dry! Aaaahhhh!"
And then, at that exact moment, Jo had suddenly realized that she was
experiencing something that she had never experienced with another woman
before, for she was experiencing pure and untamed erotica... and enjoying
every minute of it.
Just then, after Angel had placed herself in front of Jo and they had started
rubbing their pussies against each other, Jo had placed her hands on Angel's
naked thighs and yelled, "AAAAHHHH, YES! DO IT, ANGEL! I REALLY WANT YOU TO
DO IT! I REALLY WANT YOU TO FUCK ME! AAAARRRRGGGGHHHH!"
"AAAAHHHH, YEEEESSSS! THAT'S IT! DO IT, YOU FREAKING BITCH!" yelled a
sexually-energized Angel, after she had placed one of her hands on Jo's bare
leg and the other hand on her stiff mounds. "FUCK ME! I WANT YOU TO FUCK ME!
MAKE ME WANNA CUM! AAAARRRRGGGGHHHH!"
And then, after they had moved themselves harder and faster and their
lovemaking has reached its final path to the City of Los Angeles itself, the
two newfound lesbian lovers had came and collapsed due to exhaustion.
After they were both finally able to catch their breath and Angel had placed
her head on Jo's chest, Angel had looked up at Jo and noticed a single tear
running down her cheek, causing a curious Angel to place her gentle hand on
Jo's bare shoulder and ask, "What is it, Jo? Why are you crying?"
"I feel sorry for you, Angel," answered a saddened Jo, after she had wiped
the tears from her eyes. "You see, I have this friend who is a detective on
the LAPD homicide squad. Her name is Laura McCormack and she has this stupid
dumbass theroy that you were known as the Black Widow of L.A., like I would
really believe that crap!"
"It's going to be okay, Jo. After all, it's just a bunch of crap," said
Angel, after she had snuggled herself up to her newfound lesbian lover. "Now,
just close your eyes and go to sleep. And remember, I'll always love you with
all of my heart."
But then, after Jo had taken a deep breath and fell asleep in her new lover's
naked arms, Angel had started looking like she was afraid that if she didn't
do something about that latest problem, everything in her is going to come
crashing down and take her with it.
Just then, on the very next day, Jo had woken-up to discover that she was the
only one in the room and Angel was nowhere to be found, but that was before
she had found a note on a mirror, which said, "Jo -- I'm sorry for not being
there when you wake up, but there was some real estate business that I've got
to take care of. Just go ahead, take a shower, make yourself some breakfast
and lock up before you leave. I'll see you later. -- With love, Angel."
And then, after she had done exactly what it had said on the note, Jo had
looked up at the clear blue sky with a big smile on her face, took a deep
breath and left the boating pier to go to work.
But just as soon as she had arrived at the station house and changed into her
patrol officer's uniform, Jo had bumped into Laura inside the locker room.
"Well, look at who's finally here," said Laura, after she had glanced a hard
stare at Jo. "So, did the both of you had a good time last night?"
"As a matter of fact, Laura. The answer is 'yes'," answered a small-smiling
Jo, after she had walked towards Laura. "The both of us had a truly wonderful
time. Now, if you were to excuse me, I got a real job to do."
But just as she was about to walk towards the door, Laura had stopped Jo and
said, "You still don't believe it, do you? You still refuse to believe that
Angel Scozzari is up to her old tricks. Okay then, I'll give you the chance
to prove me wrong. I've just recieved a phone call from someone who said that
she's the actual Black Widow of L.A. and demanded that I should meet her at
the abandoned warehouse on the corner of 34th and Martin alone. Care you
ditch your patrol unit and join me?"
"Just so that we should finally put the whole piece of dumbass stupidity to
rest once for all?" asked Jo, after she had taken a deep breath. "You better
believe that I'll be willing to join you right now."
And so, after they had cleared it with the desk sergeant, the two LAPD
officers had driven themselves over to the abandoned warehouse, where they
had each started looking for the one who had placed the call.
Then suddenly, after she had walked into one of the rooms and discovered
someone standing in the middle of the room, Jo had quickly drawn her gun out
of its holster, aimed it at the stranger and yelled, "LAPD! FREEZE IT RIGHT
THERE, YOU FREAKING BITCH!"
But after the stranger had pulled out her gun and aimed it at Jo, the look on
the female police officer's face has changed into that of pure shock, for she
had discovered that it was Angel who was standing in front of her with a 38
Magnum revlolver aimed at her head.
"Jeezus fucking Christ, Jo! What the freaking hell are you doing here?" asked
Angel, after she had realized who she was aiming her gun at. "You weren't
even suppossed to be here!"
But then, after she had spotted the 38 Magnum that might possibly be the
murder weapon, Jo had taken a deep breath, glanced at Angel with a hard
stare and asked, "Was she telling me the truth? Are you really the Black
Widow of L.A.? Are you back to your old tricks? Answer me right now, you
And after she had realized that there was no other way out of it, a
teary-eyed Angel had taken a deep breath and answered, "Yes, Jo! It's all
true! But there's still one reason why you're still among the living! It's
what I had said to you last night!I've said that I'll always love you with
all of my heart!And I still do love you with all of my heart!"
And then, after she had looked at the tears running down Angel's cheeks and
realized that everything she had said was the truth, Jo had taken one step
towards Angel and said, "Look, Angel. I really do understand what's wrong
with you now. You're in need of help, but you're not going to get it in a
prison cell. Please, Angel. All I'm asking you to do is put down your gun
and surrender. Please don't make me shoot you."
But then, after she had glazed upon Jo's face and discovered that the one
woman who she had fallen in love with was still behind the badge of an LAPD
officer, Angel had wiped the tears from her face, took a deep breath and
said, "I'm sorry, Jo. But I'm afraid that it's too late for me. You might
as well go ahead, pull that trigger and do the rest of the world a favor.
You shouldn't had fallen in love with me, Jo! I'm diseased! I'm damaged
goods! Just please do it, Jo! Kill me! Kill me before I get the chance to
Then suddenly, after Laura had walked into the same room and discovered the
two women face-to-face with their guns aimed at each other, she had pulled
out her revolver, aimed it at Angel and yelled, "SCOZZARI!" causing Angel
to aim her gun at Laura.
But just as she was about to fire her gun at Laura, a shocked Jo had yelled
out the word "NO!" and fired her pistol at Angel, which had caused her to
drop down to the floor and die instantly.
And after she had dropped her gun to the floor and walked over to the
corpse of her dead lover, a saddened Jo had dropped down to her knees,
placed Angel's body in her arms and allowed a single tear to run down her
And then, after an understanding Laura had walked over to Jo and placed her
gentle hand on her old high school friend's shoulder, the sad-faced homicide
detective had taken a deep breath and said, "I'm so very sorry about this,
Jo. I really didn't mean for this to happen."
Then, after the two old high school buddies had looked at each other and
given themselves a big hug, Laura had borrowed Jo's portable radio to call
for the meat wagon to collect the corpse of a woman named Angel Scozzari,
the one who was also known as the Black Widow of L.A.!