Case 1: The Death of Rosa Wolf

Sargeant James Jensen was a well built twenty nine year old. It was ironic in his profession that his hair colour resembled blood, his taught smooth skin was tanned golden and his features were masculine and feminine enough to be both handsome and pretty.

JJ leaned back in his chair as he typed away at his computer, doing more research on Grimsborough, he'd only been in town for a week and had spent it either unpacking or exploring the district so he knew where he was going.

However the man never got a chance to start his research before another detective walked up to his desk. Unlike JJ this detective wore the standard detective's uniform, the blue button up had the traditional badges set off with a darker blue-grey tie.

Looking up he met the bluest eyes he'd ever seen. The guy was pretty hot with spiked brown hair and strong features, didn't stop him being cute though, especially with that warm grin that showed off his dimples.

"Sergeant James Jensen?" JJ nodded. "I'm Inspector David Jones, your partner, and we've got a case." JJ rose an eyebrow, that was quick. "And it's by the welcome to Grimsborough sign." JJ chuckled at that before he stood to follow, looks like murder would be his warm welcome.

He grabbed his leather jacket and pulled it over his blood red t-shirt, not unhappy about the view Jones' black jeans gave.

Sliding into the car Jones started driving.

"So Jensen, why are you in Grimsborough?" For a moment the newbie remained silent and out of the corner of his eye he watched the brunette squirm at the uncomfortable silence.

"Call me JJ and as for Grimsborough, I don't know, I just followed my instincts and they led me here." David felt himself shudder at that smooth Louisiana drawl. "So did you grow up here?"

"Yeah, in what's now the industrial district, that's where we're headed."

"I know, I spent a few days driving around, getting to know the streets a bit." Jones gave him a pleased little smile and damn if it didn't make him cuter though JJ ignored the extra thump his heart gave.

"How long did you work at your last place?"

"Four years, one as a beat cop then three as a detective, I had the skills of a detective and I grew up in New Orleans so I only need to get use to the streets again. And before you ask I was a marine before that, honourable discharge on medical grounds." Jones laughed when he saw JJ's smirk. "You gonna tell me now?"

"I've been on the force since collage, studied law for two years before I joined the force, spent six years as a beat cop then I've been a detective for another six."

"Then you're about thirty two. Old timer."

"Thirty three is not old!" JJ found himself laughing in relief and humour, the latter for obvious reasons but the former was the fact that he'd get along with his partner.

"Four years older than me though." Jones glared at him for a second before looking back out the windshield with a frown.

"I'm practically working with a minor."

"Hey!"

The two men laughed and spent the rest of the drive in comfortable silence until they reached the yellow taped area.

Three uniforms stood around the tape, as well as two members of the ME's office stood by the body.

Approaching JJ introduced himself before they told the detectives what they had.

"Names Rosa Wolf aged eighteen, just finished high school by the looks of things, looks like death through blood loss from the throat slash but Nathan will have to have a look. And the uniforms picked up two suspects who were around here."

However the New Orleans native wasn't really listening instead he was looking at a small droplet of blood on the earth, just away from the victim, following it it lead towards a bloodied meat knife hidden in the grass, the murder weapon it would seem.

"Nice going kid." He glared at that smirk as they bagged up the evidenced before a thought struck the newer detective.

"Hey guys, how much blood do you think the killer would have on him?"

"Quiet a lot why?"

JJ didn't answer as he walked over to a near by abandoned house, the door was locked and the windows sealed shut so he turned to look out at the cracked street before a grin split across his face.

"Odds are there wasn't a knife just laying around so the killer planned this, and," He jogged down the steps before crouching next to something. "I doubt they'd want to leave covered in blood." His gloved hands lifted a shred of bloodied fabric and Jones looked on in shock.

"Really nice going." The smirk he gave sent shivers down David's spine.

Back at the lab David watched in silent awe as the other detective started collecting samples from both the shirt and knife but more importantly as deft fingers piece the scraps of fabric together to reveal a blood soaked blue shirt with a number nine on the chest.

"Well, let's see if he just changed or was stupid enough to think getting an identical shirt was smart."

Before the red-head could reply they were called away to the chief's office, one of the lab techs offering to finish up for the red head.

Approaching the office JJ took a big breath in before knocking on the glass of the door.

"Enter."

He turned the handle and they did as commanded.

"Sargeant Jensen I'm Cheif Samuel King, welcome to Grimsborough, how is your first case going?"

"Well, thank you sir, we've found what we believe to the murder weapon and a bloody shirt, we're just waiting on the results."

"The shirt JJ put together was blue with a number nine on it, we wanted to see if one of the suspects is wearing an identical one." Jones threw in and the younger shot him a smile.

"Glad to see the pair of you are getting along, a witness came forward saying that someone was seen in the area wearing a blue cap which is what lead to the two suspects arrests, one, Matt Barry, has a shirt matching that description, with a little luck we've got our murderer."

"I wish all cases were that easy." The Cheif gave a smile.

"However I would like you to do a quick investigation into the other suspect Ash Bison, he's a member of the Vipers." Jones practically hissed before nodding and leading them out.

"The Vipers are of the biggest and most violent gangs in town, luckily they're not that smart, how about you go back to the scene and check for something else while I talk to the suspect?"

Nodding they split up and to be honest it was fairly boring, it only took ten minutes for the red-head to find the gun and Bison was firmly silent.

Back at the lab prints were lifted and sent to be run and the two used it as chance to get some of their reports done.

"Jones, Jensen, Nathan's done with autopsy, says the knife matches and lab reports show the suspect wore the shirt which is covered in the victim's blood as was the knife with Matt Barry's prints on the handle, gun also is illegal and has Bison's prints on it."

Green eyes met blue, the former smirking and giving a go-ahead gesture for another interview and ended up smirking when the inspector came back swearing about smart arses.

"Hey Jones, want to go for a beer, welcome me to town properly?"

"Yeah let me finish this up and then we'll go." David's mood lifted at that smile, yeah, he was going to enjoy having JJ for a partner.