Behind closed doors

Disclaimer: I don't own 21 Jump Street or any of it characters.

Timeline: Season's two "I'm ok, you need work". This story won't follow the cannon.

Summary:Set during season's two "I'm ok, you need work". Tom goes undercover to help a teenager he had arrested a year ago for drug possession. Things were out of control when Hanson is trapped himself. The Jump Street officers manage to rescue him, but something happened to the young police officer that he doesn't remember.
The only one who knows what happened to him is his best friend. Now Doug Penhall holds a shocking secret that can break Tom's soul.

Chapter one: Trapped

Tom Hanson was in the isolation room. He had been in restraints for at least 8 hours. The young cop went undercover to help Kenny, but now he was locked up in the clinic.

"Dammit," he muttered to himself.

"How are you?" Mr. Rafferty asked, after he walked into the room.

Tom looked angrily at him. "I'm restrained for 8 hours. This is wrong! According to the law, 4 hours is the maximum!"

"Really? I don't care…" Rafferty smirked. "I know you were talking too much to Kenny. So I have a question for you. Did you help him to escape?" he asked, tightening the restraints.

Tom groaned in pain and turned to him. "What you're doing is illegal," he informed him, ignoring his question.

Rafferty rolled his eyes. "You know," he said, tightening the restraints again. "You're not being smart, pretty boy…" he scuffed.

Tom clenched his teeth and closed his eyes, trying to hide the pain in his wrist. "Let me go…"

Rafferty crossed his arms against his chest. "You didn't answer my question. Did you help Kenny to escape?"

Kenny… He was supposed to help the teenager to get out of this clinic, to get away from this sickened place, but now he was trapped there. Probably Kenny wasn't able to wait for him anymore and found a way to escape.

Rafferty got angry at Tom's silence. "Where's Kenny?" he asked threateningly.

"You son of a bitch, what you're doing is illegal!" Tom shouted at him. "I am an undercover cop."

The old man let out a small laugh. "An undercover cop? You really need to stay here with us…"

"I am telling the truth, let me call to my captain," Tom argued.

Suddenly, Raffert became very serious. "You're not a cop," he said, caressing Tom's face. "You're just a punk little liar… And no one cares about you, no one cares about what happens to you…"

Tom frowned and felt a shiver ran down his spine. "Let me go," he said, clearing his throat.

"No, you'll stay here," Raffert smiled at him and left the room. Tom struggled to free himself from the restraints. "Dammit!" he cursed under his breath.

Five minutes later, Raffert came back, with a needle in his right hand. "What are you doing?" Tom asked, trying to hide his fear.

"You need to calm down…" Rafferty said. "I'll help you…"

Tom struggled, as the drugs made their way into his system. Little by little, he closed his eyes and his body stopped the fighting.

Rafferty sighed deeply and caressed Tom's face. He took a key and locked the room's door. "Don't worry," he said. "I won't hurt you, pretty boy…"

Chapel

"Penhal," Fuller called Doug. "A court date has been moved and they need Tom to testify. I need the ski resort's phone number…"
Penhall looked at him blankly.

Fuller rolled his eyes.

"Doug…" he shot a glance at the young officer. "Do you know something?"

"No… Look, he's in vacation… But don't worry. I'll call him," Doug assured his captain.