Hey guys, I thought of this idea while thinking of what to write for my other fics. I know I still haven't finished my other fics yet, but don't worry, I plan too! So, please if you like this story check out my other Rookie Blue fanfics, "Look At Me", "We're Partners", "You Can Tell Me, I Won't Say Anything", and "More Than Partners". Thanks!
I like the idea of Jerry living with and interacting with Leo, and getting closer and closer to him as he continues to date Traci. This fanfic will show glimpses into their relationship, from the beginning, each chapter will be a different experience they share together. Please review and let me know what you guys think. I love to see what people think of my writing, so please let me know! Also I don't own Rookie Blue or the characters.
It had been a long day at work. There had been a call out to an attempted robbery several hours earlier, and McNally and Traci has stayed behind to console the fearful homeowner, home without her husband. All the other officers had returned to the station, Sam was currently on his sixth or maybe seventh cup of coffee, Oliver was snacking away on the various treats he had managed to get from the vending machine after use of some serious skill, Noelle was talking to Frank as she wrote up her paper work, and Jerry was sitting at his desk, staring down at the paper work he should be doing, but was too lost in his thoughts to make any progress whatsoever.
He was thinking about Traci. Not just Traci. Traci, and the fact that she had shot him down earlier. He had asked her to come over for a barbeque this weekend, he had even already bought the food. But she had said, "Sorry, I can't." Sorry, I can't? What does that mean? Jerry had asked himself over and over again. Did she have other plans? Was she busy with something else? Someone else? Another guy?
Jerry sighed out slowly. He couldn't keep asking himself this, he was only going to make himself insane. He liked Traci. A lot. And he had been pretty sure that she had liked him too. So what was this? Did she not think of them the same way that he did? He thought it was getting pretty serious, close to 'official' serious. But, apparently not. Apparently, she didn't agree. And, Jerry couldn't help but feel the weight of that disappointment and devastation upon his shoulders. He liked her a lot, a lot.
Was it possible that he had just fooled himself? This was the first girl he had felt like this for since his divorce. But it was more than that. He had never felt like he did about Traci about his ex-wife. Not even close. Jerry sighed out again.
Sam was walking over toward Jerry's desk. If it was anyone else Jerry probably would have tried to straighten up, put on his poker face. But this was Sam, his best friend Sam, who would without a doubt know that something was up with Jerry regardless of whatever disguise he attempted to put on. And, after all, Sam always did beat him at poker.
"What's going on, Jerry?" Sam asked as he sat on the edge of Jerry's desk. "What's got you so-" Sam looked at Jerry's desk and gestured toward the incomplete, unstarted paper work. "-unproductive?"
Jerry shrugged, not knowing why he even bothered, and got the eyebrow raise and look from Sam that he knew he'd give him. Jerry sighed again.
"Traci, huh?" Sam asked casually. Jerry nodded. If it had been anyone else, he would have been surprised. But, this was Sam.
"What is it?" Sam asked, shifting on the desk. He continued to make eye contact with Jerry, and Jerry both hated and loved that he wouldn't look away.
"Nothing –I don't know –It's just – she –nothing- it's just – I don't know – nothing really –nothing" Jerry said.
Sam raised an eyebrow at him quickly. "Wanna try actually saying that sentence?"
Jerry smirked. "It's just-" Jerry sighed again and took a breath, "I don't really know, I asked her to hang out this weekend, come over for a barbeque, and she shot me down. I don't really know what that means."
"Well, what did she say?" Sam asked, crossing his arms as he shifted again on the desk.
"She said, 'Sorry, I can't.'" Jerry said.
Sam laughed. "Jerry, bud, that's not getting shot down. I know you've been out of the game for a little while with your divorce and everything, but, 'Sorry, I can't', just sounds to me like she has other plans."
Jerry shook his head. "It was the way she said it though. As if she didn't want me to find out what she was actually doing, or that she had plans at all."
"And you think what? That she's seeing another guy?" Sam asked.
"Yea, maybe, I, I don't know, no. Maybe. But, I thought we were good, you know? I thought we were getting more serious. Like steady, committed relationship serious." Jerry said.
"Have you talked to her about it?" Sam asked.
"No, I tried to this morning during parade, but then she got assigned, and we haven't talked since." Jerry said, and Sam could hear the hurt in his voice. Sam sighed.
"Alright, Jerry listen to me. I don't think you have to worry about Traci seeing another guy." Sam said as he reached his hand for Jerry's shoulder and gave him a pat.
"And why's that?" Jerry asked.
"Because I've seen the way she looks at you" Sam said.
Jerry looked up at Sam quickly. "Look at this, Sam Swarek getting mushy gushy. I never thought I'd see the day."
"Oh shut up" Sam said as he stood up off of Jerry's desk and shoved him on the arm. Sam and Jerry laughed for a few seconds before Sam said, "But seriously, it's true."
Jerry nodded. "Thanks, man. I appreciate that." Sam nodded and started to walk away with a smile.
"Yea, yea, sure you do" Sam said sarcastically as he walked away with a laugh.
Jerry started to stand up too. "Sammy" Jerry called after him. Sam turned around and looked at Jerry. "I really do appreciate it. Really." Jerry said, the tone in his voice serious.
Sam nodded. "I know you do" The friends shared a smile, a smile that can only be given between friends and receive so much understanding. They both knew the other was serious. They both knew the other cared immensely. The both knew the other meant what he said he did. And they both knew that neither one of them had to say anything. It was just understood.
Jerry turned back to his paper work, his mind a little bit more able to focus, when he heard Sam on the phone.
"The son's a drug dealer? Just got out of prison? And no one thought to tell us this?" Jerry recognized the annoyance that tinged Sam's voice whenever he was frustrated that someone didn't do their job right. Jerry turned around.
"Well we've got to warn McNally and Nash. The kid might be on his way back to the house now." Sam said quickly. Sam hung up and looked to Jerry as he started to walk towards him. "Call McNally now!"
Jerry had already started dialing before Sam finished speaking. A few rings, then the voicemail. "She's not answering" Jerry said quickly, his heart racing. Why wasn't she answering? Had something happened? It wasn't just McNally in that house. Sure, he cared about her, loved her as a friend. But, Traci was in that house too. His heart kept beating faster. Why isn't she answering?
"Damn it!" Sam said, running toward the door. "Call her again, I'll try Nash from the car!"
Jerry nodded. He pressed McNally's number again. It rang a few times. Then her voicemail again. Jerry's heart was beating faster and faster. Pick up, Andy, pick up the phone.
Jerry tried one more time as he pressed McNally's number again. It rang. What happened? It rang again. Are they okay? It rang a third time. What's going on? It rang a fourth time. Where are they? What are they doing? It rang a fifth time. Are they hurt? Are they injured? Voicemail. Damn it, damn it, pick up, pick up.
Standing up quickly Jerry made his way over to the door at a jog and tried McNally one more time. Voicemail again. He pressed Traci's number as he got into his car. He knew Sam said he was going to, but he just couldn't wait. Voicemail too. Jerry could feel his heart beating even faster.
Jerry pulled out of the police station parking lot quickly, sirens on, and made his way to the house he was at earlier in that day. He pressed Traci's number again, his hands shaking, almost fumbling the phone. Busy signal. Sam must have gotten a hold of her. Jerry sighed in relief, but he still drove even faster to the crime scene. He tried her again a few minutes later, still busy. He hoped that it was Sam that had gotten a hold of her.
A few minutes later, Jerry pulled into the crime scene. His car was still moving slightly when he jumped out of it, but he started running toward the house. He noticed McNally walking out with Swarek. So she was okay. Jerry sighed in relief. They were okay. He looked around quickly, but couldn't find Traci. Where's Traci?
Jerry made his way over to Sam and Andy quickly. "You okay, Andy? You alright? What happened? What's going on? Where's Traci?"
Andy nodded. "I'm fine. The kid came back, or never left actually. He was hiding in the basement the whole time. Turns out he hates his step father and wanted revenge. So, he brought a gun, and mine wasn't loaded, and a hostage situation resulted. I'm sorry"
Jerry nodded quickly. "It's alright, I'm just glad that you're alright. Where's Traci?"
Andy looked to Sam quickly, and then back to Jerry. She looked up quickly when she saw a police car pull into the driveway. "Ask her" Andy said as she motioned to the police car. Jerry looked quickly, and then confused, headed toward the car. Noelle, however beat him there.
"Where were you!? Don't you know the number one rule is never ever leave your partner, ever?! Do you know what could have happened?" Noelle shouted. Traci got out of the car.
"I know- I'm sorry" Traci said.
"Where were you? What were- whose is that?" Noelle asked. Jerry followed her gesture to the back of the car as he quickly made his way over.
"That's my son" Traci said before walking away.
Jerry almost stopped. Had he heard her correctly? What? Jerry's mind was racing, and he ran his hand through his hair as he got closer and closer to the car. Jerry felt like he wasn't moving anywhere. He kept moving his feet, but nothing. But he was moving. Straight toward "her son".
By the time Jerry reached the car, Traci had already walked over toward Andy. Jerry looked to Noelle quickly, and Noelle with a curious look, looked back at Jerry.
Jerry's heart was beating even faster. He didn't know what to do. He didn't know what to say. He looked at the boy in the back seat of the car, and could not help himself from getting closer and closer. Everything else seemed to be in the background. All the he was focusing on was this boy, "her son", sitting in the back seat of this police car, mere feet away from him.
Jerry looked at the boy and made eye contact. He certainly did have his mother's eyes. He stepped a few steps closer to the car. Before he knew it, he was right at the window, and he crouched down so he was at eye level with the boy in the car seat.
"Doo oo 'ork wif my mom?" The little boy asked. Jerry smiled. He had a nice voice, a beautiful voice, he loved his voice. His heart was beating faster and faster.
"Yea, yes, I do." Jerry didn't know what to say. He was lost, caught up in his adoration of this little boy.
"Wuss 'or name?" The little boy asked. Jerry's heart beat faster again. His smile grew more and more with the longer he talked to this little boy.
"I'm Jerry" Jerry said with a smile. "I'm friends with your mom"
"Hi, Jeh-wee" The little boy waved at Jerry. Jerry's heart beat even faster. He didn't want to leave this kid. He felt so happy around him, so happy. He didn't know what it was, he had only met this kid a few seconds ago, and he already didn't want to leave him.
"Jerry, come here!" Sam yelled from across the driveway. Jerry sighed in disappointment. He wanted to crouch right there and continue talking to this little boy.
Jerry smiled at the little boy. "Sorry, little man, I have to go. I'll talk to you later though, okay?"
The little boy nodded, and Jerry found it incredibly difficult to walk away from the car. "Bye, Jeh-wee" The little boy called. Jerry stopped and turned around. "I'll talk to you later" He said with a smile, and just then he realized that he didn't know the little boy's name. "What's your name?"
"Jerry, come on!" Sam yelled again. Jerry turned quickly and then turned quickly and looked at the little boy. "I'll talk to you later" Jerry said with a smile.
Traci's voice saying the words, "my son", kept running through Jerry's head. Her son. Her son. Traci has a son. Traci has a child. Why didn't she tell me? What's his name?
"We need you to take the wife's statement" Sam said as he looked past Jerry and into the police car across the driveway.
"Sure, I'll go do that" Jerry said quickly. He was so distracted. He barely knew what Sam had said. But he knew procedure, statements, so he guessed.
"Traci has a kid?" Sam asked quickly, Jerry stopped. He looked at Sam quickly and nodded. Traci has a kid? Traci has a kid. It sounded so foreign, so strange. Traci, the girl he liked, the girl he wanted to be in a relationship with, had a kid. Traci has a kid.
"I guess so" Jerry said with a smile. He looked back over toward the police car that Sam was looking at. The little boy waved at them, and they waved back.
"And she never told you?" Sam asked.
"No, she didn't" Jerry said as he looked to Sam before walking away to take the wife's statement.
"Hmm, sounds like something she wanted to keep a secret. Something she didn't want people to know." Sam said, and Jerry recognized the hint in his voice. This was the proof. Jerry didn't need to worry about Traci hanging around with some other guy. It was her son.
Two Hours Later
It had been two hours since Jerry found out that Traci has a son, and he still hadn't been able to talk to her. She had to have a meeting with the Staff Sergeant, and after that, Jerry couldn't find her anywhere. All he wanted to do was talk to her about her son. He wanted to know why she had never told him. He wanted to know how old he was. He wanted to know his name. He had been looking for Traci everywhere, but he couldn't find her. And, the only way that Sam was able to convince him to go to the Penny with them was because Traci might be there.
As soon as Jerry got to the Penny, he walked around looking for Traci. He asked everyone if they'd seen her, and as of yet nobody had.
"Maybe she'll come later, I mean she did have a rough day" Sam said.
Jerry nodded. Maybe. But he needed to talk to her now.
Jerry took out his phone and was about to call Traci when he heard her voice. He looked up quickly and saw her talking to Andy, and about to walk away. Jerry ran over to her, and he knew that she had seen him, and he made his way to her even quicker. He needed to talk to her right now.
Traci started walking toward the door, and Jerry caught up to her.
"Traci, hi" Jerry said quickly.
"Hi, Jerry. Sorry, I've got to go" Traci said, diverting her eyes from Jerry as she started to turn and walk. Jerry walked with her and touched her arm slightly.
"Hey, what's his name?" Jerry asked.
Traci nodded as she brought her eyes up to meet Jerry's slowly. "Leo"
"Ahhh, Leo" Jerry said. "That's funny because I'm a Leo"
Traci giggled. Jerry nodded.
"I love kids. I mean I love them. I like you know, the zoo…" Jerry said. He wasn't exactly sure what he was saying or what he should say, but he knew he needed to get his point across. He didn't mind that she had a kid. It didn't bother him like it might some other guys. He still wanted to date her. And he wanted to get to know her son. He still liked her a lot, a lot.
Traci nodded. "That's good" She laughed. "Great" And with that he knew she understood. He wasn't going anywhere. He was there to stay. He wasn't disappointed that she had a kid. He liked that she did, and he wanted to get to know him. And, in time, he wanted to get to like him a lot, a lot, and he didn't think that that was going to be hard to do.
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