The time frame is a few years after M.J. Taylor has completed the NYC Police Academy. Her family, brother Mac Taylor and his wife Claire Taylor are the heart and soul that drives her. She has strived to overcome her past and make her parents, Walter and Marie Taylor, proud of what she's accomplished in her life. However, the nightmares of her childhood are never far and are still a threat to everything she holds dear. Keeping her family safe, is basis of everything she does. Now in order to keep them safe she has to face her the monster from her past, but she won't face him alone, whether she likes it or not.
CHOICES
MJ's senses were tingling. She had known they were coming for her. She didn't know when or why, but she had been on edge for two days. She was beginning to wish they'd hurry up already. MJ was concerned that if they didn't pull her soon, the people around her would pick up on the change in her personality and start asking questions. Which in her position was never a good thing.
Her history and background as a street kid came in handy in situations like this, her old habits seemed to pick up right were she left them, in a small box in the back of her head. She still had the ability to access those habits and "special talents" as they were called and chose to utilize them for the greater good. Some good had finally come out of those dark days of living on the streets.
Out of nowhere she heard screeching tires. "Finally," she whispered. She looked around and no one seemed to hear it but her. "Mouse, you hear something?" She stood. "Yeah and I don't think it's good." The man quickly finished his illegal sale and within seconds he was at her side. Then the sirens blared. "Take Off!" He ordered. MJ intentionally froze. "Did you hear me? RUN!" The man didn't wait for MJ's response and he was gone in a shot running down another alley. The unmarked car slammed on its brakes a few yards from where she stood. The two detectives jumped out of the car. "NYPD! NYPD!" As MJ took a few steps back, she realized she recognized not just one but both of the detectives. "Oh this is going to be fun." She stated out loud to herself. "NYPD! Put your hands up." One of them ordered. She gave the impression of following orders but once the detective took a few steps towards her, she smiled and stated. "You said hands up. You didn't say don't move." With that MJ took off running down the alley, her hands up in the air the entire way.
MJ made sure she didn't lose the detective but she didn't want to make it look too easy in case someone was watching. She blended into a few doorways peaking out just in time for the detective to see her and resume the chase. Finally, she figured the show had gone on long enough so she chose to run down an alley that she knew was a dead end. She slowed her pace allowing the detective to catch up and she intentionally clumsily attempted to climb a fence knowing the detective was right on her heels. "I said NYPD! Which means stop!" The detective shouted as he grabbed the back of her jacket and pulled her down to the ground. She landed in a heap with her face towards the pavement. MJ couldn't help but giggle out loud. "Oh you think this is funny?" The detective shouted. "Yeah actually I do." MJ started to get up but the detective pushed her back down and cuffed her. "We'll see how funny it is downtown." He pulled her to her feet and finally able to take a good look at his detainee. He was shocked at the person he took into custody. "MJ?" He almost shouted. "Quiet Messer. There are eyes and ears everywhere on the street. So how about the ride?" She grinned.
Detective Messer had no idea what was going on but he went along. He followed procedure and searched her then led her back to the car. He arrived in time to see his partner holding the back door open. Messer had a million questions but he realized this was not the time or the place so he proceeded to put her in the back of the car. His partner climbed into the passenger side front seat, indicating that he wanted Messer to drive. Messer got in started the car and pulled away. Once they were a few blocks from the scene Messer turned to his partner. "You want to tell me what the hell is going on?" he demanded. MJ giggled from the backseat. "What? We saw illegal activity and made an arrest." His partner answered. He was oblivious to Messer's problem in making the necessary arrest. "Carson, Danny here finds it hard to believe I'm capable of doing anything illegal." MJ simply stated. Carson whipped his head around. "You two know each other?" MJ giggled. "We were in the same academy class. Next time you don't feel like chasing me, let me know and I'll walk into the precinct on my own. Less chance for my cover being blown." MJ wasn't to thrilled Carson didn't do his homework to find a connection between her and Danny. "You're just lucky Danno here didn't blow it. Why the hell am I getting pulled in anyway?" Danny finally getting the jest of what was going on turned his head around to look at MJ. "You're working undercover?" MJ giggled. "What? You don't believe I'd totally disgrace the Taylor name and crossover to the criminal dark side?" Danny realized there was no other explanation. "If you are still the same MJ from the academy, then no. Especially knowing your brother's reputation." Danny was actually surprised to feel relieved that MJ was still working for the good guys.