Well, here we go again…after a huge case of writer's block, I think I may have come up with something. There will be some references to the episode, "Eternal Flame" in this and as usual (to my dismay) I do not own 21 Jump Street or any of its characters.
By the way, I know the first couple of chapters will be a bit slow, but don't worry; I have lots of angst and good stuff up my sleeve for later
Chapter 1
"Wake up sleepy head."
No, this could not be happening. Not now, not this early in the morning. He peeked through his dark eyelashes to find the clock staring back at him. 7:30 a.m. No, this was definitely NOT happening!
Tom felt the covers yanked away from his body. "I said, Wake up sleepy head!" The voice was louder this time and it definitely belonged to Doug. It wasn't a bad dream. His best friend and partner was actually in his hotel room, waking him up at this ungodly hour of 7:30.
Tom rolled over onto his stomach and smashed his face into his pillow. "Go away Doug." He mumbled as he closed his eyes. At this particular moment, all he wanted to do was sleep.
Tom had to give his friend credit for one thing. He was persistent. Just to prove his point, he was suddenly blinded, as the curtains were quickly yanked open, letting the morning sun flood his room with the brilliant golden rays.
Mumbling to himself once more, Tom pushed himself up into a sitting position. He sighed and brushed his dark hair out of his eyes. "Doug, what the hell is the matter with you?" he asked, looking at the face of his smiling friend.
Doug chuckled and said, "What?" A look of innocence crossed his face.
Tom mumbled once again before saying, "Do you know what time it is?"
Doug nodded and pointed out the window. "Of course I know what time it is." He smiled and added, "It's time for our vacation to begin. Just look at that view out there!"
Tom let a smile cross his lips as soon as those words escaped Doug's mouth. Tom knew his friend well enough by now that he knew what Doug's version of the word "view" meant. He stood up and walked over to the window. Sure enough, he spotted the many bikini-clad women walking the beach below. Tom laughed, despite himself. "You never change, do you Doug?"
Doug just shook his head and grinned that goofy grin he was famous for. "Oh, come on Tom. Live a little, will ya?"
Tom shook his head, knowing that he couldn't win this one. "Okay, let's go get some breakfast, then we can check out the view, as you so eloquently put it."
Doug smiled at Tom and they both broke out into grins as they saluted each other, yelling "Heh!" in true McQuaid fashion.
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An hour later they were down on the beach, both decked out in their swim trunks and shirtless, walking along the beach enjoying the sun and the view.
"Can you believe we have two whole weeks here?" Doug asked as he smiled at a beautiful blonde walking past them.
"I can't believe that Fuller actually gave us that much time off." Tom admitted.
"He was impressed with the bust we made. I mean, who knew those college kids were connected to such a major player." Doug said.
Tom ran his hand through his hair, thinking about the drug case they had just finished. "I'm just glad that one is over with. I mean, six weeks in college was just way too much to handle."
Doug looked at his friend and added, "But it was worth it to get two whole weeks here in San Diego, wasn't it?"
Tom couldn't help but agree. It was wonderful down here and who could complain about the sights and sun? He was about to comment when something smacked into his head at that moment. Immediately his hand went to the bump that was forming on his temple. "What the…?" he asked.
"I am so sorry." A female voice said. "Are you alright?"
Tom looked up to find a beautiful brunette standing in front of him. She was about his height and had shoulder length straight hair. Her eyes were a beautiful shade of light brown. She had a few freckles sprinkled across her nose and cheeks. Tom found himself suddenly speechless.
"Are you okay?" the female voice asked again.
"Uh, yeah." Tom was finally able to utter. "I'm fine, thanks." As Tom replied, he noticed Doug had joined them along with a blonde woman.
Doug handed over the Frisbee that had hit Tom in the head. "I think this may belong to you two beautiful ladies."
The blonde woman took the Frisbee as she smiled at Doug. "Thanks." She said. "I'm Jessica and this is my friend Jill. We were just enjoying the beautiful weather and tossing around the Frisbee… although I think maybe we should work on our aim." She said with a small laugh.
"I'm Doug and this is my friend Tom." Doug said as he smiled at Jessica. "It's nice to meet you both. You from around here?"
Jill nodded, "Yeah, we just moved out here last year. How about you guys?" She looked Tom in the eyes and smiled.
Tom smiled back and said, "Uh, no…we're on vacation out here for two weeks."
"Well then, you guys have to let us take you sightseeing." Jill said.
"We wouldn't want to interrupt your plans." Tom said, receiving a jab from Doug's elbow.
"Nonsense. I did hit you with a Frisbee, so the least we could do is take you guys sightseeing." Jill said. "We won't take no for an answer."
Before Tom could answer, Doug spoke up. "Well, how could we turn down an offer like that, right Tom?"
Tom smiled and looked at Doug. "I'd say we'd be crazy to turn down two such beautiful tour guides."
Jessica and Jill looked at each other and giggled. "Great. How about we pick you guys up at your hotel in about an hour?" Jill asked. "Where are you guys staying?"
Tom answered this time. "The Coronado Springs Hotel. Rooms 503 and 504."
Jill smiled at Tom and said, "Great. We'll see you in an hour." With that, Jill and Jessica turned to leave.
Tom and Doug watched as the two women walked out of sight. Doug whistled as he watched Jessica walk away. "I think I'm in love." He said.
Tom shook his head and laughed. "Oh boy… here we go again." He grabbed a hold of Doug's arm and led him back to their hotel. "Come on Casanova…let's go get ready for our sightseeing tour."