So, here's a little teaser for you awesome guys! This idea has been nagging me for a couple of weeks now, so I just had to post this :) Have fun!.
12th precinct, 6 pm.
Wednesday, January
"No way, you did that, Reagan," Eddie laughed and pushed his shoulder. Jamie smiled his big grin at her in the chilling winter of New York. The snow was coming down heavy now, and the two officers had just returned from the streets on a twelve hour tour.
"What, you didn't think I could? Danny beat me up for a week, because I swallowed his favorite coin," Jamie said when they walked through the door and turned in their radios and the keys for the patrol car. "Have a good one, Pete," Jamie called to the man at the front desk when they headed for the lockers.
"Are you serious? What happened…" Eddie broke off, when two men in suits emerged from the Renzulli's office. The sergeant himself looked as if someone had punched him in the gut and then ran over his pet.
"Officer Reagan?" The man on the right asked. They were both in their forties and still looked lean and strong. The gold shields on the belt next to their weapons shone in the light.
"Yeah, can I help you?" Jamie asked, resting his hands on his belts. He looked all puffy in the winter uniform, next to him Eddie looked the same, just smaller.
"We are here to bring you in for questioning about last night," the man on the left said.
"Wait, what? What's this about? Sarge?" Jamie asked, confused, more than anything else.
"I'm sorry, kid, orders are as clear as day," Renzulli replied. He didn't look the least bit of content with it.
"I haven't done anything?!" Jamie tried and lifted his hands in front of him, like so many suspects do, when they are about to be caught.
"What happened last night?" Eddie asked the two men, she felt almost insulted and enraged by their approach of her partner.
"You can come with us quietly or we can do it the hard way," the man on the right said, not answering Eddie's question, in fact he ignored her completely when he reached for Jamie's arm. Jamie however tore his arm away, and a second later, the two gold shields grabbed him, turned him around and pushed him up against the wall with his arms pinned behind him. Renzulli had to throw himself between Eddie and the two men, so she wouldn't rip their heads off. She looked like she could, though.
"Hey, hey, hey! Easy, there!" Renzulli tried.
"Let him go! What's your problem?" Eddie yelled through the commotion. The commotion had drawn the attention of other officers which had stopped to look at the trouble, not knowing what to do or how to react when the golden boy, the PC's son was arrested in front of them.
"What the hell did I do?" Jamie snarled when he realized he couldn't fight it.
"Officer Reagan, you are under arrest for the assault of Sydney Davenport and resisting arrest," the man on his left said and Jamie both felt and heard the handcuffs being locked on his wrists. "You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say, can and will be used against you in court of law. You have the right to an attorney, if you can't afford an attorney, one will be appointed to you," the man on the right said and turned him around, still pressing him up against the wall. "Do you understand you rights?" he continued, as he was stripped for his duty belt and his shield.
"Reagan, what's going on?" Eddie asked curious and angry. Renzulli let go of Eddie and she huffed at him with an offensive look in her eyes. Why did that name ring a bell, she wondered for a brief moment. Jamie looked at her for a second, surprise and insult in his eyes. He didn't say anything – he was rather speechless. He turned his eyes to the man on the right again.
"Sydney? What happened?" he asked, amazed to hear the name of his ex-fiancée.
"You tell us, we found your DNA and fingerprint at the crime scene. Let's go, Reagan," the one on the left responded and they pulled him down the hall towards the front door. Eddie looked at the three men with anger and total surprise in her face. Renzulli, like Eddie, was surprised, but he also looked sad. He sighed.
"Get back to work, people," he commandeered the officers. "Janko, you're off the clock, go home," he said, glancing at his watch.
SoHo, 10 pm.
The night before
Jamie knocked on the door, still wondering why he had agreed on this. A few hours earlier he had been sitting across the table from Eddie at Toni's for their usual all-you-can-eat-ribs, having a beer and a talk about their tour. Now he was standing in front of his ex-fiancée's door and even knocking. A few seconds had passed until the door was opened and his eyes came to rest on the brunette he once had loved.
"Sid…" was all he could manage. Just the sight of her, felt like a giant hole in his gut. He had never thought of seeing her again, when she had moved to London.
"Jamie, it's nice to see you," Sydney replied, awkward and worried on the same time. She moved aside, so he could step in.
"You too… you look good," Jamie said and followed the invitation. He had buried his hands deep down his jacket pockets and he looked a bit tensed with his shoulders near his ears. He couldn't help it – the cold seemed to have frozen them in that position.
"Thank you… do you want something to drink? A glass of wine? A beer?" she asked and closed the door behind him. She walked past him to the kitchen of the luxury apartment. It was filled with boxes and didn't look remotely settled, just yet. Nothing was filled in the cupboards yet and the trashcan was only filled with takeout containers. "I've been busy, so I haven't had any time to unpack," Sydney apologized.
"A beer would be good," Jamie answered and forced his shoulders to relax. She found a bottle in the nearly empty fridge and handed it to him. She poured herself a glass of white wine and sat on one of the two stools at the breakfast bar. Jamie leaned on the counter and took a much needed sip of the beer. "So, what was it, you wanted to talk about?" he asked.
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