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UNDERCOVER TANGO

CHAPTER 1

It was early Monday morning in May so the sun was shinning, but work at the 27th District Police station went on. Ray and Stan were busy working hard on the files that piled up on there desk.

Ray came back to work he'd missed the action and Stan had taken the job offered to him there. A file came across Lt Welsh's desk sent by an old friend from his New York, Lt Richard Flanagan. Lt Flanagan needed his help in this case as Lt Welsh owed him a huge favour and was calling it in that favour. The case would require someone going undercover and he had heard of Lt Welsh's past successes in this kind of cases, so he thought he could help.

The file was on a mob boss from New York, the New York police were trying to catch but any time they got close to something, something happened to foil the capture. The file listed everything the mobsters had already been arrested for but charges dropped for some reason or another. On the list was anything from petty crime from the younger members thinking they were big, to drugs weapons dealing and assault but as it said charges dropped for some reason. There were lots of other info such as names and places. The letter from Lt Flanagan described how the undercover officer should look like, what skill he should have. He had to be the last person you'd expect to be undercover and be very convincing. It said that the officer should be at least 6ft tall dark hair, strong build, and would have no problem defending themselves in any situation.

Welsh stood by his window in his office looking into the squad room. None of his officer's had that look. The skills, yeah, look no, and was afraid he might not be able to help out his friend. So he called Ray and Stan thinking three heads were better then one.

Francesca seeing this ran over saying "Can I help sir" hoping to find out what they were up to.

Welsh just answered "No, we're fine but you could bring us some coffees please".

Welsh explained the case to Ray and Stan and they were just as confused as welsh was about who could do it.

Stan piped up "The only person who fits this is Fraser".

They all looked at each other and gave a little laugh.

Mean while across town Fraser had arrived back from vacation he was ordered on. He had been working far too hard over the past few months and had been stabbed in the side during an arrest he wasn't badly hurt by it, but his Inspector felt he needed a break. He hadn't time to shave or change before he came home because his flight got moved up because a huge snow storm was about to hit and he would have been stuck there for at least another week, so he took the flight home and he would shower shave and change when he got settled at home.

Fraser and Dief reached the Consulate sometime near lunch time and he dropped off his bag, and headed across the road to buy a razor and shaving foam and of course something for Dief's and his dinner.

As Fraser was heading across the road he was knocked over by a someone on a bike he couldn't stop them because by the time he found his feet they were gone, butthey had dropped their wallet. After going back into the consulate to feed Dief, he headed to the 27th police station to hand it in and to see if they could find who owns it.

Welsh and the other officer's were still talking about the case and a lot of raised voices came from the office. Stan wanted to do, it but he just didn't have the look they needed. You see one of the requirements; although very strange to say the least was you had to know the Tango. It was a trade mark dance that was done at the balls and any party that the undercover officer would have to attend on occasion.

Fraser approached Francesca's desk, but she didn't look, up she was to busy trying to listen in at the office.

Francesca heard someone speak to her saying "Francesca could you please try and find out who owns this wallet please, it was dropped outside the consulate". And Fraser placed the wallet in front of her.

Francesca didn't look up just answered "Yeah, yeah";

Francesca was still trying to listen in to what was happening between Welsh Ray and Stan.

Fraser called out again "Francesca! Francesca"! Francesca!"

On the third call of her name Francesca looked up at the man that was calling her.

Francesca's eyes widened as she saw who was standing in front of her. It was Fraser but he looked even sexier then ever. He wasn't in uniform, but he was wearing a long black leather coat that came down passed his hips, jeans and black dock martin boots and a shirt. His face was UN shaven, not dirty UN shaven but sexy UN shaven. 'Oh it suited him she thought'.

Francesca started to speak "Fraser, So good to see you when did you get back".

Fraser said "Oh, just now". Fraser went on to explain about the wallet.

Francesca's voice was coy, "Sure Frase", and got on the computer to look up the person from the id in the wallet.

Fraser came around to her side of the desk so he could see the computer screen. So his back was to Welsh's office.

Welsh, Ray and Stan all saw the man ok from the back, standing to close for comfort to Francesca, Ray thought. So been her big brother he did what he thought was right.

Ray ran out to see who it was. He approached the man not knowing it was Fraser and put his hand on his shoulder and said "Hey BUDDY what the hell you think you're doing"?

Fraser turned around.

"Fraser!" Ray said in a shocked voice, looking him up and down. He looked noting like a cop; in fact Ray thought it was some slime ball trying to hit on his sister.

A bell went off in Ray's head. "He is perfect". He thought to himself.

Fraser managed a "Thank you Kindly" to Francesca before Ray Dragged him in to Lt Welsh's office. As soon as he entered the office he felt like 'what did I do, did I do something wrong' so stood to attention.

Lt Welsh spoke "At ease Constable, you're not in trouble".

Welsh, Ray and Stan exchanged glances then looked at Fraser and then all nodded at each other. They all spoke at the same time "He's perfect. That's the look they needed".

Lt Welsh asked Fraser, "Do you know how to "Tango?

Fraser looking and feeling puzzled by now and answered unsure "um, um, y-yes. Why sir".

"Sit down, constable and I'll explain".

Welsh began explaining the details of the case and that they needed someone to go undercover. They chatted about it for over two hours. Fraser listened with great interest and Welsh said that you have the perfect look and work mentality that we are looking for.

Fraser spoke saying "He would have to cleared with the consulate, but I would do what I had to do if they clear me to, sir".

Welsh spoke with relief. "Well, for one your going to have to keep that look your sporting now constable". You'll be able to keep your name as long as you go buy Ben and not Benton, since we're dealing with out of Towner's. I'll have more details once I'll clear it with your superior officer. I'll set up a meeting for this afternoon, ok?"

Fraser said, "Yes sir. That's fine".

Fraser started rubbing the back of his left hand, which had a rather heavy dirty plaster across it.

Stan asked "What happened there buddy?"

Fraser replied "Oh it's noting really, just happened when I went to catch a poacher"

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Stan asked "What was he hunting you? "?

Fraser gave a little laugh. "You see while I was chasing him, he slipped and fell over the edge of a cliff. Lucky he managed to hold on till I got to him and pulled him up. He then managed to push me over, but I held on he tried to get me to let go by slashing my hand with a hunting knife, but I did manage to pull myself up and cuff him and bring him in".

Fraser then said. "Thank god he was alright".

They all looked at each other and Ray's voice was surprised "What do you mean thank god he was alright, Fraser but he tried to kill you are you unhinged!"

"But he didn't". Fraser replied.

Lt Welsh had managed to organise a meeting with Inspector Thatcher for four o'clock to discuss the case. They spent the best part of the afternoon discussing the case in great detail it took a bit of time but she agreed that Fraser could do it as long as he had the full support from the Chicago PD if needed. Welsh fully agreed and called Fraser in to sign all the necessary paper work involved, which included a licence to carry a gun it was a must for his protection. He was also given a bullet proof jacket, keys to his house he'd be using and keys to a car.

Also Fraser would have to get some ID cards made up, with a different job description on them. Inspector Thatcher said her goodbyes and wished Fraser luck and left.

Stan and Ray muttered under their breath "Ice queen/Dragon Lady". Their respective names that they had for her

Fraser knew that were putting off telling him one part of what he had to do, but would never in a million years have guessed what Welsh said next.

Clearing his throat Welsh went onto to say. "As part of your cover you're going to have to have to pretend to be-",

"Be what?" Fraser asked.

"To be married". Welsh replied.

"Married, sir?" Fraser said with panic and horror in his voice.

"Yes, married", Lt Welsh answered.

"O-ok," Fraser said. "Who is it going to be, sir".

Earlier that day while going through the file welsh noticed a pattern on how all the mobsters' wives looked. 'God' he thought 'they all look exactly like Francesca'. But he called her into the office a long with Ray and Stan and explained the situation to them. Naturally Francesca was all for it.

Ray and Stan both said "NO WAY SIR"!

Francesca protested that she was a big girl now, and what safer hands would she be in other then Fraser's?

They had to agree she would be safe in his hands but they do worry about her but agreed to it. They joked "now you just have to break the news to Fraser, who his wife is going to be".

Welsh said, "No, tell him that he has to have a wife for this case first".

Stan spoke with amusement "you mean he doesn't know yet"?

"No," Welsh chuckled. "Oh this is going to be good"

Ray and Stan said. "Can we watch sir, oh please let us watch" as they began to laugh.

Then it came the part that scared him the most. His wife. Who was it going to be, that's what scared him. As he sat with Lt Welsh, Ray and Stan both giggling waiting to see the look on his face, 'this is going to be good' they thought. That didn't help the knot in his stomach that Fraser had right now. Then the door opened. Half afraid to turn around and see who it was, he didn't have to. He knew her perfume.

"Francesca" Fraser choked out.

Francesca stood beside him. "Nice to meet you, hubby".

The look on Fraser's face was worth it. Shock. Pale and absolutely stunned. Fraser's heart was pounding and he had a lump in his throat.

"Are you sure, Frannie?" He never called her that in front of people, but he was nervous. "Are you sure, because it's going to be very dangerous".

"Well I'm safe in your hands, Fraser. Anyway I've already signed the paperwork" Francesca said putting her arms around his shoulders.

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