A/N: I do not own BLUE BLOODS

A/N: Here it is…I honestly don't know what to say but read on.

Brothers Keeper-1

Danny Ragan slammed the perp against the door of the worn down apartment. "This aien't your lucky day punk."

"Hey, man get off me! This is police brutality I'll file a report." the drug dealer shouted struggling against the detective's grip.

"Yeah, let's see how well that goes for ya." Danny shot back as he cuffed the criminal and dragged him into the hallway.

Later that morning Danny left the chief's office, for once he didn't feel like killing everyone. The morning so far was going smoothly. No argument with his wife, co-workers, and criminals. His partner in crime leaned back in her chair.

"Nice job finding Poldark." she said with a knowing grin.

He smirked. "He had it coming besides Jackie, you were the one who caught the trail."

"Yeah well it wasn't hard. The more desperate he got the sloppier he was." the woman replied, as she rose from her seat she took her jacket… "Coffee?"

"Please." Danny answered as he plunked down in front of the next case in front of him.

Yes today was going great. Too bad it wouldn't last.

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Jamie Ragan bolted down the side walk after his suspect. "NYPD! STOP!"

He rounded the corner, following the man down an ally way and over a chain link fence. He hoofed it along another street a taxi screeching to a halt nearly missing the criminal. Jamie made head way as the man tripped into a woman. Taking the opportunity Jamie cut him off around the lamp post tackling the man to the ground.

"I'm not guilty! I'm not guilty!" the suspect shouted

"Yeah. Then why were you running?" Jamie panted out as he pulled out his handcuffs.

"You're making a mistake." the Latino shot back.

"Save the victim talk I-" he was abruptly stopped as his suspect twisted around and landed a kick in his chest. He tumbled back on the ground stunned but he did not let it slide he reached out snatching him by the arm, in the struggle something wet was flung into his face. He swiped his sleeve over his face but managed to gain control anger aiding his strength.

"Stay down and don't move again!" he ordered as he successfully cuffed his subject.

"Ragan! You got him?" his partner asked as ran up to join him.

"Yeah, I got him." Jamie answered hauling the man to his feet.

"Man, do they ever learn. The guilty ones always run." Lopez said shaking his head.

"I have nothing to say to you cops." the guy spat out as Jamie shoved him into the back seat of his patrol car.

"I've got news for you I've got nothing to say to ya either." Jamie concluded slamming the door.

"Another day in New York." Lopez stated as he opened the drivers door.

Jamie smirked before getting into the passenger side.

As they were driving down the street toward the precinct Jamie looked at his uniform. "Great I just got this thing dry cleaned."

"Could you say it again. this time more manly." Lopez teased.

"Shut up." Jamie shot back.

"Hey you need to pull over." the criminal said as he strategically manoeuvred his hands under his thighs.

"No can do. We don't do pit stops." the black haired officer shot back giving his partner an 'unbelievable' look.

Lopez stopped the car at an intersection. Unknown to either cop the criminal managed to get his hands up and over his feet. The criminal exclaimed something in Spanish then as sly as a fox he opened the car door rolling out, Jamie let out a cry jumping after him weaving through the traffic.

"Stop!" he yelled but his view was blocked by a passing truck. He couldn't believe it, the rookie cop looked back at his partner. Then clicked on his radio as he cursed under his breath. 'Just another day in New York' he fumed in his head.

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" Let me get this straight, you caught the perp, almost lost him, had him in custody, and then he got away."

"Yes sir." Jamie replied embarrassed by the very thought of it.

The chief looked at Lopez. "And where were you in all this?"

The officer cleared his throat. "I was chasing his partner but he jumped in a waiting car and took off before I had the chance to nab him. So I decided to find Ragan who had this guy in his cuffs, sir. Listen, officer Ragan is not at fault I was with him when it happened."

"A real Houdini huh? Listen, I ordered every cop who are on the streets to look out for him. In the meantime try and not lose any more criminals got it?"

"Yes sir." the duo quoted.

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"Ragan, don't beat yourself up over this." his friend said as he held open the exit door of the precinct

"Easy for you to say. If that incident doesn't spell rookie I don't know what does." Jamie replied as he descended the steps to their patrol car.

"Learn from your mistakes I guarantee you it won't happen again."

"I wish I had your confidence." Jamie stated as they both got into the car.

"I wish I had your good looks." Lopez smirked before driving the car back into traffic.

Morning soon became noon. After no luck finding the suspect both officers reported to a domestic violence in the down town east side.

"Hey, this should brighten up your day." Lopez stated as they both walked into the apartment building.

A crash was heard as if something was thrown into a wall. Jamie pulled his gun out followed by Lopez they cautiously made their way up the stair well. Both officers looked at each other as the argument heated but neither knew the language. Lopez banged on the door. "Police, open up!"

The argument suddenly stopped but it was replaced a by gun fire from the other side causing both officers to duck. The door flew open Lopez suddenly found himself holding a panicked woman in his arms while Ragan took off after the man. The hooded figure stopped and fired off a few rounds from the second floor below, Jamie returned fire cursing to himself. He would not lose another one. He made it down to the last flight of stairs but yelled out in surprise as he was tackled from behind sending him crashing down the steps along with the suspect.

He reached for his gun but it was kicked away. "You ready to die copper?"

Jamie swung his legs causing the man to fall to the ground with a hard thud. He scrambled to his nine mill grasping it hard he pointed the gun at the man's face.

"DROP YOUR WEAPON NOW!" he demanded as his vision began to blur

The criminal obeyed the demand. Jamie blinked a few times trying to clear his vision.

Footsteps sounded behind him, Lopez nine mill gripped tightly in his hands as he saw his partner apprehend the criminal.

"Cuff him." Jamie ordered as he stepped back his weapon still honed in on it's target.

Lopez took out his cuffs but his concern grew as Jamie's hands began to shake. "You alright Ragan?"

Jamie nodded. "I'm fine just get this creep out of my sight.""I talked to the woman says there were two of them… he flipped the man around putting his arms around his back… "You want to tell us where your partner is?"

"I don't know what you're talking about man." the offender shot back.

Lopez clicked open his cuff but the sound of something dropping grabbed his attention. Alarm crossed his features as Jamie collapsed against the wall struggling to stay on his feet.

"Ragan!" Lopez called out caught in a rock and a hard place, but he forgot his duty and went straight to his partner.

The suspect took the rare opportunity and dashed out of the building. Lopez got to his friend holding him up. "Ragan, talk to me."

Jamie weakly pushed against Lopez wanting to say he was fine, but he found himself collapsing completely to the floor.

"Ragan… Lopez clicked on his radio. "This is Officer Lopez. I got a 1.13 I've got an officer down. Repeat this is a 1.13 need of medical assistance… he turned his full attention to his friend… "Ragan hang in there."

Jamie let out a pained moan before he went limp. He heard no more as he lost control of his consciousness.

A/N: Blue Bloods….

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