Ch1

"So, who would you bang between Oprah or Megan Fox?"

Jesse stared across the desk at his partner-turned-best-friend and shook his head, "Megan Fox?"

"Dude, serious?" Bumper asked him, looking genuinely confused. "Oprah's a legend. She'd spread you all over like peanut butter and then buy you a new car."

"I'm not really sure what that means-" Jesse glanced up when the door open and sat straight up in his seat. "Chief's here."

Chief Posen was a tall, thick, boulder of a man who commanded respect from everyone he met. He was also a complete ass who hated Jesse with every fiber of his being – which made Jesse's life a little more difficult, not just because he worked for the man, but also because he was engaged to his only daughter.

Aubrey Posen walked in behind her father, the both of them looking very serious as they discussed something. They disappeared inside of his office and Bumper took that opportunity to continue his reasons of why Oprah was so amazing.

Jesse tuned him out and focused his attention on the Posey's. Aubrey was mad –signature hands on her hips and lips pursed. Jeffery Posen sat behind his desk with his fingers making a temple in front of his chest while his lips moved and his head shook back and forth to whatever she was saying.

She threw her arms up in the air in frustration before placing them back on her hips and then both of the Posen's turned and looked straight at Jesse. He startled and accidentally ended up kicking Bumper, who stopped mid-sentence and followed his gaze, "Well that doesn't look promising."

Chief Posen stood and left his office, Aubrey following closely behind. "I have a job for you boys."

Bumper saluted him, "Aye aye, we're ready for action!"

Jeffery closed his eyes and sighed a little, "This is so simple that not even you two can mess it up."

"Ah, but I bet we can! OW!" Bumper shot a glare at Jesse while he rubbed his shin which had just been kicked.

"What do you need us to do, Chief?" Jesse asked, ignoring his friend.

"Picking up a package." He flipped a card at him, "There's the address and information you need. I don't care what you have to do to get this 'package' but if you return without it, so help me-"

"Dad." Aubrey scolded, rolling her eyes.

Jeffery forced a smile at the two of them, "Go on, I don't have all day."

"OHMIGOD."

Jesse sighed as he made the next turn. Bumper had been repeating this one thing for the last five minutes, after he finally wrestled the card from Jesse's hand and realized that they were going to an all-girl's college.

"Say that one more time and I'm kicking you out of the car."

"Do you even understand what this means?"

Jesse groaned.

"They wear school uniforms! UNIFORMS! Like, sexy little skirts and fierce sweaters!" Bumper shouted, gleeful.

"Fierce sweaters?"

"Not to mention the fact that they're naughty!"

Jesse took a deep breath and let it out slowly, "Okay Bumper, I'm going to need you to stop being a horny little teenager and take this seriously. This is our doorway into Jeffery's good side and if we ever want to get another case then we need to do this right. Without restraining orders."

Bumper bit his knuckles, "You're right, you're right. Okay, I got this. I'll keep it toget-OMIGOD LOOK AT THEM!"

"Keep it together, remember?" Jesse reminded him while he pulled into a parking spot and parked. "Lets go."

Jesse ended up having to drag Bumper away from the girls roaming the halls and gardens and finally they made it to the Headmaster's office, whom then sent them to the other side of the castle-like school and out the back door to (much to Bumper's delight) a massive pool.

Bumper literally fell to his knee's and placed his hands in a prayer pose and loudly thanked the heavens. Some of the girls turned to glare in their direction and a bunch of eye-rolling happened. Jesse could have strangled him, instead he settled with smacking him in the back of the head and yanking him to his feet.

A girl in the smallest bikini he had ever seen before walked by their path and Jesse stopped her, trying his hardest to keep his eyes trained on her face. "I'm looking for a Beca Mitchell?"

The girl looked him up and down before smiling up at him and crossed her arms, pushing her breasts up. Nope, not gonna look. Damn, ok he looked but just that once. "She's the one over there, sitting on the side."

Jesse thanked her, eyes averted and pulled Bumper along with him to the girl in the black bathing suit, gently kicking her feet back and forth in the water.

"Beca?"

The dark-haired girl looked up at him almost as if she had been expecting his arrival, her spike earrings glaring angrily in the sunlight. "I was expecting you a little sooner."

"Wait, you knew we were coming?"

Beca brushed her fingers through her hair and used the hairband on her wrist to fasten a ponytail on the top of her head. "Well, I keep up with things like this. Call it an old habit."

"Things like this…." Bumper trailed off, raising his brows at Jesse.

She looked up at the two of them as if they were complete morons, "You don't even know why you're here talking to me?"

Jesse and Bumper exchanged looks, embarrassed. "We were just told to come pick you up."

"And I'm just suppose to get up and go with you?" she asked, turning back to the pool. "Why should I do that?"

"Uhhhh..because we'll ask nicely?"

Beca looked back at him and laughed, "You're such a weirdo."

"I could carry you out." Bumper told her, "I could carry you out reeeeeal good."

"That's creepy." Jesse smacked him, "Don't say that. Actually, just stop talking. Look, Beca, this is a really big deal. Our Chief, my future father in law, basically sticks us with all of the paperwork and refuses to let us see the light of day. So if you could do me this solid, I'll owe you one."

Beca looked up at him thoughtfully before holding a hand out for him to help her up, which he obliged. "You're a sharer, huh?" her eyes flashed with something he couldn't decipher while she pulled on a cover-up and zipped it up over her bathing suit. "Okay then, I'll come with you. Don't forget though, you owe me one."

As soon as the three of them got into the car Beca leaned her head against the window and stared out of it, not saying another word even though both himself and Bumper tried to get a conversation going. They finally gave up and started talking about Chief Posen. About how awkward dinners with Aubrey's father were and how he constantly paired Aubrey on cases with his favorite little follower, Luke.

"We're here-" Jesse started as soon as they pulled into a parking spot but Beca was already out the door and headed inside.

Jesse and Bumper hurried after her and managed to catch up right before she got to Chief Posen's office. He was inside with both Aubrey and Luke and the three of them turned to face the arriving trio when Beca cleared her throat, announcing their arrival.

Chief Posen leaned back in his chair, "Beca Mitchell."

"Yours truly."

His gaze moved from her and settled on Jesse, "You can go now."

"Dad!" Aubrey scolded, rolling her eyes.

The Chief cleared his throat and narrowed his eyes, "Good work. You can go now."

Jesse clenched his fists and plastered a smile on his face before turning and marching over to his desk. Bumper parked his butt on the edge of Jesse's desk, "What do you think they're talking about?"

"I don't know…" Jesse muttered, flipping open a file. "I'll probably never know. I am so sick of that man treating me like I'm the scum of the earth."

"You should deck him, just once."

"And spend the rest of my life in prison? I'll pass."

Bumper made a thoughtful noise, "Your luck might just be changing."

Jesse frowned over at him, "Why do you say that?"

"Turn around."

Jesse swiveled in his chair to find the four occupants in Chief Posen's office staring through the glass window and straight at him. All of them looked a bit shocked except for Beca, who had a small smile on her face and was pointing directly at him.

"Oh shit. This can't be good."