I'm back! This just came to me when thinking about how else I could hurt Jamie coz you all know that is what I like to do best! This will not be entirely accurate - might not make that much sense but hey, its just for fun!
As usual I don't own anyone you recognise - just dust them off to hurt them sometimes!
The Longest Day - Chapter 1
"Atchoo!"
Officer Vinny Cruz couldn't help a small chuckle that escaped from him as he glanced at his partner, Jamie Reagan, who was desperately trying to stifle another sneeze.
"Bless you," chuckling again as Jamie threw him a 'I know you're laughing at me' look.
They were parked outside a small coffee shop having just purchased their breakfast items. Vinny was in the process of demolishing a hugh stack of pancakes, while Jamie stuck to a coffee, "Sounds like you might be starting with a cold there Reagan."
"Ya think? Atchoo!" Jamie blew his nose miserably. He had woken up with a fuzzy head and a scratchy throat - a sure sign of impending cold doom.
"You coming for a drink tonight after work?" Vinny enquired.
Jamie shook his head, "Ah come on Reagan, it's Friday, it's our weekend off and besides they say that whiskey is good for a cold!" he stated.
Jamie thought for a moment - it was their weekend off, so he would have two days to fester with all the cold remedies he could find, "Ok, just a couple, but only if I don't get any worse. I hate having a cold!"
Vinny smiled widely. They'd got off to a rocky start in their partnership, but he felt that they were doing a lot better now and he also found that he enjoyed Jamie's company outside of work too.
Suddenly their radio crackled to life, informing them of a concerned citizen reporting that she hadn't seen her neighbour in a few days and could they check it out. Jamie wrote down the address as Vinny pulled away.
Luckily the traffic was still quite light for a Friday morning, so they soon arrived at their destination. They took the lift to the fourth floor and made their way to apartment 12. They knocked on the door, waiting patiently for an answer. Presently they heard slow, shuffling footsteps coming towards the door. It opened slowly to reveal a white haired lady, probably in her eighties, "Good morning officers - I'm sorry it took so long to answer the door, only I'm not very good on my feet at the moment."
She opened the door wider to allow the two officers access through the door.
They stood by respectfully as the woman shuffled back to the chair, dropping heavily into it.
"I'm sorry Ms..." began Vinny, "I'm afraid we didn't get your name..."
"Mrs Scott," she replied, "Now what can I do for you two handsome young men?"
"Well - atchoo! So sorry Mrs Scott - I think I'm starting with a cold..."
"Oh my dear, let me get you something," she began to rise out of her chair.
"No, no Mrs Scott - thank you, but I'm fine," Jamie smiled as she sat back down.
"Mrs Scott, can you tell us why you got in touch with the police,"Vinny asked kindly.
"Oh yes, of course. It's the Professor in number 11 - across the hall - I haven't seen him for a few days. I usually see him a few times during the week, he comes to see if I need any groceries on Wednesdays, but he didn't come this week and I haven't seen him since Monday. I knocked on his door but there was no answer."
"Could he be away on business?" Jamie enquired.
The older lady looked at Jamie in surprise, "I suppose he could be but he would tell me...I've just got a bad feeling..."
"Ok Mrs Scott, I'll go and check it out - number 11 you said?"
She nodded, "Officer Cruz will stay here and ask you a few more questions before he joins me if that's ok with you?" He looked at both of the other people in the room. Mrs Scott nodded her head eagerly, while Vinny didn't look overly impressed with being left to ask her more questions but nodded his agreement anyway.
"Fine - I'll join you shortly, partner."
Vinny watched Jamie leave the apartment. He spent the next ten minutes chatting to Mrs Scott about the Professor and his comings and goings.
Suddenly he heard a loud slam of a door. He excused himself and went to investigate. Slowly, he made his way into the corridor, alert for anything untoward.
He stopped outside apartment 11, knowing that Jamie was in there. He tried the door and was surprised to find it locked. He knocked, "Reagan! Hey Jamie - what's going on? Why is the door locked?" He stood quietly waiting for an answer, "Jamie?!"
"What's going on Officer Cruz?" A quiet voice broke into the silence.
Vinny glanced round to see Mrs Scott venturing out of her apartment, concern etched on her face. Quickly he moved towards her, turning her round and steering her back to her apartment, with what he hoped was a comforting smile on his face, "I just need to liase with my partner Mrs Scott. It would be a great help if you would go back inside and close the door. I will come and explain everything once I have spoken to my partner."
Mrs Scott didn't look convinced, but she complied, closing the door behind her.
Once Vinny was certain that the older lady was safe behind her door, he quickly made his way across the corridor, his stomach beginning to clench with anxiety. Why wasn't Jamie answering him? Was he hurt?
He banged loudly on the door again, "Jamie! What's going on? Open this door! Are you ok?" he yelled as he rattled the door knob again.
"Vinny! Don't come in!" He heard from the other side of the door.
"Why? Jamie, tell me what's going on!" He was starting to feel a little frantic now.
"We need a De-Con team in asap!" Jamie shouted through the door. Vinny's breath caught in his throat, "What?"
"Vinny, there's a dead man in here - white powder on the floor and the air con unit was on when I entered the back room...we need a De-Con team - now!"
Uh oh what's Jamie got himself into now?
Remember that this is fiction - I don't know technical terms - I just make them up as I go along.
Also Im posting this to see if anyone is interested in me carrying on with it - I haven't got any more written yet, which is not like me. Please let me know if it's worth me carrying on - thank you so much for reading.