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A young police rookie is profoundly affected by his first exposure to tragedy on the job. Starsky and Hutch, as experienced officers, reflect on their own response to the same events. Archivists’ Warning: There are graphic depictions of a gruesome crime scenes in this story. Please be warned if you do not like reading descriptions of this kind. Originally… -
Sometimes, Mother Nature is more dangerous than the streets. Author’s Note: Thanks to our publishers, Keri and Paula, who printed this story in their Zine, Venice Place Times #1, in October 2001. We also thank our editor, Donna Engle, who helps us look as good as we possibly can. Art in the story by Judy Jones. Originally published in Venice… -
A family emergency takes the guys to Minnesota. Starsky let himself into Hutch’s apartment, juggling a bag of donuts and a cup of coffee, and set both down on the coffee table. He could hear the shower running. He opened the bathroom door a crack and hollered, loud enough to be heard over the water, “Mornin’! It’s me.” “Of course… -
A reporter interviews our heroes about their partnership. Det. David Starsky, Ninth Precinct, Metro Division, Bay City Police You gotta understand that me and Hutch are a little wary of the press. It’s nothin’ personal, okay? It’s just that we’ve been burned before. I mean, last time it turned out all right in the end, but, well, we just don’t… -
As Hutch’s marriage crumbles, he leans on Starsky. What do I do to make you want me? What’ve I gotta do to be heard? What do I say when it’s all over And “sorry” seems to be the hardest word? Hutch moved as quietly as he could getting ready for work so as not to awaken his wife. Their fight… -
Hutch prepares to stand vigil. The screech of metal against metal is what got Hutch’s attention first. He looked toward the sound, and saw the squad scraping another squad, but the two uniformed officers inside never slowed. And their eyes were riveted on him and Starsky. A cold bolt of terror shot through Hutch, and he screamed, “Starsky, get down!”…