It was 2013, October 1st. Rain had started up again; already the water was threatening to flood the city of Philadelphia.
Lieutenant Carter Blake was sitting around in his cozy, lonely home when suddenly he got a phone call.
"Fuck, I told that shitty mattress guy that I don't want his shitty mattresses..." Blake hissed as he picked up the phone. "Hello?"
"Lieutenant Blake, we have an issue." Captain Perry answered from the other end.
"And what is that? Why is it so important that is has to cut into my seemingly-random holiday?"
"Grace Mars is here. Shaun has gone missing again."
"OH FER FUCK'S SAKE..."
Blake threw his jacket on and stormed out of his house. He was about to get into his car when some woman called out for him to stop.
He looked over. "The fuck do you want?!"
He was greeted with the sight of the woman he'd interrogated about the death of Manfred two years ago; Lauren Winter. She was drenched.
"I've heard about the second disappearance of Shaun Mars. Maybe you'd like some information?"
"Sorry, Mrs. Winter, not a chance."
"I will rip your balls off if you don't take me along. What if this the the resurfacing of the Origami Killer?"
"The Origami Killer is dead, but if you put it that way..." Blake grumpily let Lauren into his car, but he didn't plan to take her along any further than to the police station.

Carter Blake and Lauren Winter walked into the police station. As the lieutenant walked towards his desk with Lauren following closely behind, he saw someone sitting impatiently in front of the captain's office.
He froze.
It took a moment for Blake to recognize him due to his grown-out stubble and longer, messier hair, but he could never forget those eyes.
"... Jayden? Norman Jayden?"
His arms crossed firmly, Jayden's only response was flicking his pale green eyes and looking half-heartedly at the lieutenant.
Lauren looked offended by Jayden's presence. "What the fuck is he doing here?"
"I want to be he'e even less than ya wanna see me, miss, trust me." Jayden replied bitterly.
"What's that supposed to mean, Norman? You got cold feet?" Blake asked.
Jayden glared at him. "I resigned, Cahtah. I'm not a federal agent enehmo'e."
"What?! You resigned?"
"I couldn't take it..." Jayden trailed off. "The captain called me though and wouldn't let up. I had nothin' bettah to do enehways..."
"Still... I can't believe it's you. Last time I saw you, you..." Blake also trailed off, leaving Lauren in the dark.
"Befo'e y'ask, I'm not doin' eneh bettah." The ex-agent replied with a dark look in his eyes that made Blake nervous.
Before Jayden could get creepier, captain Perry stepped out of his office. "Jayden!" He greeted with worry masked by pleasure.
"Long time no see." Jayden droned.
"I figure you want to get right down to business."
"Y'know me bettah than I thought."
"Nope." Perry placed a finger on Jayden's lips, moving it around his face. In response, Jayden roughly grabbed the captain's wrist and snapped it backwards.
Lauren's eyes widened as she stared.
"... Ouch." Perry whimpered. "Straight to the point it is. See, Grace Mars ran in here today, screaming that her son had disappeared. She also gave us this..."
Blake was handed a tiny Origami figure, and his eyes widened.
"We unfolded it, but the rain and the mud has soiled it. All we can read on it is 47 23 now."
Jayden made a quiet noise similar to that of a scoff or a snicker and had a small smirk spread across his face, but no one could figure out why, and they dismissed it as a lack of sympathy.
"Shit... So, the Origami Killer's..." Lauren murmured.
"I need you and Jayden to partner up again to find the killer." Perry said.
Jayden let out a hearty laugh, nearly pushing himself to tears as everyone in the station went silent and gave him a weird look.
"Y'want ME to work with HIM? Sorry, captain, but I refuse."
"Christ Jayden, snap out of it!" Blake yelled, threatening to hit the ex-agent. "The Origami Killer is back! You need to help me find him so that we can stop him and save Shaun Mars!"
Jayden got up in Blake's face again. "I've seen enough death. I'm done. Knowing you, we'll find Shaun Mars just for ya t'come up with a reason to shoot him in front of me just like Ethan and Madison Paige! Just like the first person you ever shot, isn't that right, Cahtah?!" While he made the last remark, Jayden grinned madly, knowing that he was striking a nerve and taking great pleasure in the fact.
"Fucking ASSHOLE!" Blake tried to punch Jayden, but Perry restrained him with little help from Lauren.
"That's enough! Will you two do it, if only for Shaun's sake, or not?!" He demanded an answer.
Blake, without hesitation, agreed. "Unlike Norman here, I don't care who I have to work with just so long as I get the job done."
Perry and Lauren looked at Jayden.
Jayden sneered and looked away. "Fine. But I'm not gonna enjoy this, and I'm only doin' it fer Shaun."
"That's more like it, Jayden!" Perry tried to slap Jayden on the back, but Jayden fought back and threw him through his own office window.
Perry magically respawned back where he had been standing, much to Jayden's obvious displeasure.
"Yeah, uh.. Go do whatever for the rest of the day. I have a press conference and until we get more evidence, we can't really do much."
Lauren opened her mouth to argue, but Perry proceeded to shove a rabbit down her throat. Frustrated, she turned to spit it out at Jayden and Blake but found that they had abandoned her.

Blake followed Jayden out of the station and into the freezing rain. Blake couldn't help but notice that Jayden had either forgotten his coat or had not worn one. "Aren't you cold?"
"Maybe, maybe not. What's it t'ya?"
They both stood outside in the middle of sidewalk, getting drenched while an awkward silence embraced them.
"... We might not have as much time as befo'e." Jayden said.
"What?"
"The rain... It's so much heavier than befo'e. The rain will accumulate faster, whe'evah Shaun is."
Blake hadn't thought of that. "So, where are you staying now?" He asked, changing the subject.
Jayden scoffed. "None of yer business."
"I guess it isn't but I'm curious. You look like you haven't slept."
"When did you become the expert on that sort of stuff, Cahtah?" Jayden asked sarcastically.
Blake sighed out of frustration, making Jayden smirk.
'He doesn't even seem like the same person anymore... That drug really has changed him...' The lieutenant thought.
"I'm leavin' now." Jayden started walking, piquing Blake's interest.
"Jayden, you don't have a car anymore?"
"I'd rathah walk."
This confused Blake, who knew from experience how much Jayden hated the rain. "Let me at least drive you to the hotel you're staying at."
That offer didn't seem to sit well with Jayden, who whipped around with an emotional expression. "Hotel?! HOTEL?! Blake, I don't have eneh money! I don't get paid for enehthin' anymore; I don't have a job! I can't pay for a hotel! I can't even pay for a motel! I only have a dollah or two on me!"
"Then maybe you shouldn't have resigned!" Blake argued. "Or maybe you should ask your family to support you!"
That last part made Jayden break. With tears of mixed emotions flowing down his face, he let out a wail and lunged at Blake, tackling him down and starting to strangle him.
Blake struggled. "J-Jayden, stop!"
"I'll fuckin' kill you!"
Soon, Jayden's rage started to turn to sorrow, and he started bawling as he weakly held his hands around Blake's throat. Blake pushed Jayden away only to get up and hesitantly hold him close, much like he had after their fight in the hotel.
"It'll be okay, Norman."
Jayden shook his head. "No, it won't..."
"Come on, Jayden... Let's get out of the rain."
Jayden didn't fight as Blake pulled him to his feet and helped him into his car. Once inside Blake's car, he simply sat there quietly.
Blake got into the driver's seat and started the ignition, glancing over at Jayden.
'He's like a wild card. I have no idea what to expect from him in response to anything I could ever have to say. It's almost frightening...'
As Blake started to drive, Jayden spoke up. "Whe'e a'e y'takin' me, Blake?"
Blake smiled a little at the fact that Jayden had called him by his surname like he had before the incident two years ago. "My house. You need a place to stay, don't you?"
"I'd rathah take my chances on the street."
"I know you can't stand the rain, Jayden."
"True..."
Jayden said nothing more during the rest of the drive until Blake brought up the Origami figure, which he still had.
"Do you have any idea what 47 23 could mean? Obviously the killer wanted us to know those four numbers, and I couldn't help but notice that you reacted to them..."
Jayden snickered again, staring ahead with a dark look in his pale green, bloodshot eyes. "Oh, no idea, Cahtah. Perhaps the captain would understand the significance of the numbers if he decided to look as hard as he should..."
Blake couldn't tell if that was an opinion or a hint, but Jayden did sound awfully suspicious.

Blake and Jayden stepped out of the car.
"Doesn't look too bad." Jayden remarked aloud about Blake's house.
"Thanks, I guess."
The two of them walked up the porch steps, Blake allowing his trembling guest to enter the house first.
"Make yourself at home, Jayden."
"Could I take a shower?" was the first thing Jayden asked.
"Sure." Blake instructed him on how to get to the bathroom. "Oh, and Jayden?"
"Yeah?"
"Maybe you should shave and trim your hair."
"What? Why?"
"You look too different."
The ex-agent laughed quietly, but didn't respond; instead he went to the bathroom.
Blake yawned; he was pretty tired. He quietly pulled out the folder of information about Jayden.
'I need to see if there's any connection between Jayden and those two numbers...'
After a rather long period of time, Jayden timidly walked into the room, wearing his soaked suit. He looked more like his old self now after shaving and trimming his dark hair.
Blake put down what he was reading and raised a brow. "My god, Jayden, really?"
"What?"
"Take that fucking suit off."
"H-huh?"
"Take your goddamn clothes off. I'll give you something else to wear while I dry your suit."
Jayden stuttered and fumbled as he started to unbutton his white dress shirt.
"NOT IN FRONT OF ME, JAYDEN. JESUS CHRIunless you want to, that is." Blake cleared his throat loudly.
"Get me some clothes first, and then I'll undress."
Blake hurried off and got Jayden some clothes, running back before he could curiously check out the papers on his desk. "Here."
Jayden walked back into the bathroom, making Blake pout as he'd wanted Jayden to strip for him.
Jayden soon came back into the room, wearing Blake's spare clothes and holding his own suit. "It needs to be air-dried."
"Yeah, yeah. Put the suit down on the chair over there, or something. You look exhausted."
Jayden put the suit down. "I... I am sorta tired..."
"You can sleep on my bed if you want."
"Huh? But what about you?"
"I'm gonna be pulling an all-nighter." Blake said before telling Jayden how to find the bedroom.
Jayden walked to the doorframe, where he turned. He looked Blake in the eye with the smallest of smiles, and said, "Thank you, Blake."
Blake felt like he could cry from happiness, but he just barely managed to hide his emotions. "You'll owe me for this later."
Jayden rolled his eyes, his smile growing a little, and then he left and went to the bedroom.
Blake sighed happily, continuing to read his files on Jayden to figure out the possible connection between the killer and Jayden.