A/N: This story is set just after Christmas to just about New Years. I hope everyone enjoys the prologue. Thank you for reading all my stories and hope you have a bright and prosperous New Year.
Disclaimer: I do not own Blue Bloods or the characters. This story is the for the benefit of the entertainment of the readers.
Blue Bloods: Auld Lang Syne
Prologue
12th Precinct
Manhattan, New York
"I'm just saying Jamie, our first Christmas as a couple and we spent it with too many people where it felt like we weren't together." Eddie stated as they into the precinct. She opened the door and Jamie grabbed to let her in. "it's not right."
"What you talking about, we had Christmas Eve and Day together." Jamie stated as they walked inside the precinct out of the cold.
"I'm just talking by ourselves. We spent the day on tour, then the evening at my moms, then Christmas day at your dads." Eddie stated as they made their way to the locker rooms. "I would have loved to spend the evening at our place without stopping there just to sleep. Plus we have the swing tour tonight. I don't think we would have our own time in our apartment till early morning when we go home."
"Well at least you're wearing my Christmas present." Jamie said with a smile. He had gotten ear diamond stud earrings and matching necklace that he got through a family friend who owned a jewelry store. He had one more present to pick up that would go with the set and hope to give it to her New Year's Eve while on duty in Times Square.
Eddie smiled and played with the necklace. "I love it but I feel bad that all I got you is those clothes you liked and the watch that you wanted."
"It's all I wanted. Trust me, plus you're my best present." Jamie told her with a smile on his face.
Eddie returned the smile and gave him a kiss on the cheek. "Okay, that is pretty good answer."
"Yeah he got that from me Janko." Sgt. Renzulli stated coming towards the locker room. He saw the necklace and earrings on Eddie. "Good gift Reagan. Anyway Janko, Meyers is back on patrol after the New Year."
"So who is riding with her Sarge?" Jamie asked.
"She is with me today, since Walsh and Banks are on vacation." Renzulli remarked as he smirked at Jamie and Eddie. He grasp them both by the shoulders. "Now get changed over for tour you two love birds, and keep the PDA to a minimum."
"We're still off Sarge." Eddie replied with a smile on her face.
"Yet you are inside my precinct. Get going." Renzulli replied with a smile on his face. He patted them on the shoulders. "You can wait after tour."
Jamie and Eddie smiled and pushed opened the locker room doors. Eddie turned away the locker room for a second. "So what do you think?"
"About what we talking about?" Jamie asked getting a nod from Eddie. He sighed. "You do have a good point."
Eddie flashed another million dollar smile at him. "Of course I do, that is why I am the brains of this relationship."
Jamie laughed. "How about we are both brains and brawn?"
"Damn you Reagan and your good points." Eddie quipped with a smile as she walked into the locker room.
"See you at roll." Jamie called as he walked in to the locker room.
47th Ave and Vernon Road
Brooklyn, New York
The RMP belonging to the local precinct pulled off to the side of the road and the officer turned off the engine. The area they stopped in was home to a lot of small businesses and the people who owned them. The "Central show 18-Charlie on foot patrol near 47th and Vernon Road."
Central acknowledged the transmission as the two officers started a foot patrol of the area. The driver of the patrol car clapped his hands. "Good its cold Sheryl."
"Yeah. Why could we do this patrol from inside the car Danny?" The officer's partner asked as they walked up Vernon Road towards 46th Road where they would cross over and come back down Vernon.
"Because most of the timeā¦.." The officer who drove the RMP started to say but never finished as a cacophony of fire rang down on the two officers who were walking up the street.
The female partner felt something strike her back as she dove to the ground. The rounds flew over her head and struck the building as she rolled over and pulled out her gun but all she was a car speeding down the street towards the Queens Borough Bridge. She reached for her shoulder microphone to her radio. "Central 18-Charlie. 10-13 Shots fired, officers down, request backup and rescue. 11540 Vernon Road."
The gunfire brought people outside and rushing to the aid of the officers as the sounds of sirens grew closer.
Danny and Linda's house.
Staten Island
The sound of a ringing phone caused Danny, Linda and the boys to look up from their dinner. Danny got up and went to the retrieve the phone from the coffee table. "Detective Reagan."
Linda looked over at annoyance at her husband, but then let the look go when she saw his face shift to the look of concern. That would only mean a officer was down, and it wasn't panick so it wasn't Jamie or Eddie. He hung the phone. "Got to go. Two officers were hit over in Brooklyn."
"Go, go. Find out who did it." Linda told him with a smile of concern on her face. The Reagans took it personally when an officer went down, and with what happen to Jamie 6 months ago even more so. "Love you."
"Love you more." Danny said as he grabbed his suit coat and weapon.
"Love you most." Linda replied as Danny came over and gave her and the boys a quick kiss before he rushed out of the house.
Frank and Henry's house.
Bay Ridge, New York
"Francis, who was the main character in War and Peace by Tolstoy?" Henry Reagan asked his son who was sitting in the living room reading a book from their book shelf.
"Bolkonsky." Frank replied as his cell phone began to ring on his belt. He shifted to grab it and answered it. "Commissioner Reagan?"
Henry looked over and saw Frank's face change complexion. He shook his head, knowing that an officer was down out there.
"Call my detail and I want Garrett to meet me at St. Mercers." Frank ordered. He then hung up the phone as he got up and moved towards the stairs.
Henry got up and followed him. "Francis how bad?"
"Two officers down. One likely, one not likely pop. I'll call with details later." Frank stated as he climbed the stairs to go get changed.
St. Mercers Hospital
Brooklyn, New York
Frank walked onto the floor of surgery wing of St. Mercers's hospital 30 minutes later as Garrett and Ghormley were waiting for him as he got off the elevator. "Give me the details."
"Officers Danny Ortega, and Sheryl Woodson had parked their RMP to do a foot patrol of Vernon Ave between 46th road, and 47th Avenue when they were ambushed." Ghormley stated as they started to walk towards the waiting room where the precinct members of the wounded officers were waiting. "Shots came from behind them as they were walking up towards 46th Road. Both caught slugs to the back of their vests. Ortega also caught rounds in the neck and shoulder and abdomen where the vest didn't cover. Woodson caught one in the shoulder as she dove for cover."
Garrett also chimed in. "Press is already all over this one, asking for statements from us as well as updates on the officer's conditions."
"Standard procedure when it comes to the handling of the press Garrett." Frank remarked as he returned the salutes of officers who were in the waiting room. Garrett nodded at order. Standard procedure would be run the condition of the wounded officers through the hospital, the names withheld pending notification, and asking for news agencies to run the tip line number and when possible any sketches or video evidence when made available.
"Sir just so you know, the families are here as well." Ghormley said pointing towards the center of the waiting room. "Officer Woodson husband and young daughter."
"Names of James and Daphane." Garrett remarked as he consulted his phone before looking up. Everyone heard the surgery door open.
Frank walked towards the Chief of Surgery Vanessa Johansen and shook her hand. "How are my officers?"
"I'm sorry Frank. Officer Ortega didn't make it. He lost too much blood and the damage was too great." The chief of surgery said in a tone that hope only Frank would hear. She took a deep breath. "Officer Woodson will make a full recover since the bullet missed vital arteries and nerves. She'll be in recovery in about an hour."
"Thank you doctor." Frank said again shaking the hand of the chief of surgery. He turned around and took a deep breath. He looked at Officer's Ortega's family waiting for word. His father, wife, and two kids were looking at where the doctor came from. Frank took a deep breath. "Garrett?"
"Daniel Ortega's wife is Maria, sons Jamie, 7 and Martin, 5." Garrett said in a whisper to Frank's ear. "Mr. Ortega is Juan, 56 widowed."
"I hate this part of the job." Frank said moving off towards the family.
