Hello, Hello This is a brand new story! This is my first one with a new lead character and far from what I have previously written so I am a little nervous.

Please, Please, Please let me know what you think, I am really excited to start writing this one. But, don't worry if you are reading Love You Now, Love You Still I still plan on working on that one majorly! And if you have read it go check it out. It is the second story in series so you might want to read the previous story first!

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Chapter 1

The wind was just starting to pick up as officer Jon Moxley takes a long drag from his cigarette. Movement catches his attention across the street from the unmarked police car he is sitting in.

"Looks like they are on the move," Jon's partner Seth Rollins says through the walkie talkie from his car farther down the street.

"Seems that way, just keep watching," Jon answers not taking his eyes off the movement across the street.

They had been there for hours watching the flow of men into and out of the house. Most of the men have left except for a few who have started to bring bags out of the house and placing them into a large white van.

"What's our next move Mox," Seth's voice crackles again over the radio.

"We need to know what is in those bags," Jon answers as he watches the last two guys close the van doors and head back inside.

"I'm going in," Jon says abruptly quickly exiting the car ignoring Seth's voice telling him to stay put.

Crouching down, he quickly makes his way across the street into the driveway to the front of the van. Looking around he slowly makes his way to the end of the van quietly opening the doors before slipping inside. Feeling his way around in the dark his only light coming from the street light outside; he finds the bag and quickly looks inside.

"Bingo," he whispers zipping the back up.

The sound of loud laughter catches his attention just as he started to exit the van. As the voices get closer, Jon quickly hides himself in the darkness. As the doors to the back of the van open, Jon holds his breath before quickly lunging forward with the bag smashing against the side of his head. As the dealer falls to the ground the noise drawls the attention of the other dealer. Quickly, Jon jumps out of the back of the car and races toward the street just as a car comes speeding at him.

"Get in," Seth yells at him as the car comes to a stop. With a quick look behind him to the see three guys chasing him Jon quickly jumps into the car as Seth speeds away.

"What in the hell were you thinking Moxley," Captain Patrick Rogers asks as he pacing behind his desk back at the precinct. With Jon and Seth sitting silently in front of his desk, Captain Rogers begins again. "This was not a recon mission, Moxley. You were only supposed to watch them learn their habits, not jump into the back of their van and grab a bag and run. You are very lucky they didn't catch you or open fire."

"I get it Cap, but I saw an opportunity to figure how who we are really dealing with here."

Jon and Seth have been working on a special undercover task force formed to find the creator of a new, very dangerous street drug called M.G.R. M.G.R., is a drug that causes an out of body experience, but it also causes an increases in rage and strength in its users. It was found to be the cause of many violent murders in the Cincinnati area. Jon and Seth were put on the case to find the creator and stop the production before the drug spreads outside of the immediate area.

"Captain, I understand where you're coming from, but we are losing precious time if we want to stop the spreading we need to start making some moves," Jon answers leaning back into the chair.

"I hate to admit this Moxley, but your right. This operation is completely different from what we thought. These guys aren't the suppliers they are just the middle men." Leaning down Captain Rogers pulls up the duffle bag from the van and drops it loudly on the desk. "This bag holds the first clue. On the side there is an emblem for a local high school; I recognize it because my daughter used to attend their years ago. This school is in a very affluent neighborhood about 50 miles away from where it was retrieved; we think that someone at this school could potentially be a key part of this drug ring. What I want from the two of you is simple, infiltrate the school, find out what you can and get me who is behind all of this."

"Captain, you don't mean," Seth asks before he is interrupted.

"Yes, Rollins this is an undercover operation. Moxley, since you seem to be so involved in this case you are going to be our undercover agent. Rollins will be your contact but he will stick behind at the precinct to run down any leads on the outside. I trust this mission to the two of you. No one outside of this precinct will know your inside so you have to stay alert and out of trouble."

"Whoa, Whoa, wait; high school Captain you can't be serious."

"As serious as a heart attack."

"How in the hell do you expect me to pass for a high school kid, they don't even have hair on their nuts yet."

"You better figure it out Moxley, because if you want that detective badge, this is the way to do it."

Jon light up that those words, he had been working for months for the new detective spot that had opened at the precinct, and if what the captain says is true; this is his ticket in.

"I can't believe it Jon Moxley back in high school," Seth says with a smile over the rim of his beer glass. The guys had made their way to the bar after the news from the chief. Kenny's Bar and Grill is a usual hot spot for cops after a long shift. The owner, Kenny, was a beat cop before he retired to open the bar, so he is known to give a few rounds for the men in blue.

"Shove it Rollins," Jon scoffs before taking a long pull from his beer.

"But seriously Mox, are you sure about this. I know it's a huge assignment and it will go a long way to solving this, but fuck man high school."

Silently, Jon runs his fingers through his hair, a nervous habit he has had since he was a kid before talking, "I don't know man, this is my shot to make detective, but high school was a drag when I was there. All those stuck up rich bitches, and me being me probably picked a fight with as many of them as I could. But then I think about why I got into this job to help people so I know I have to do it."

"Sometimes Moxley, you're a real asshole, but other times you say shit like that and I remember you're not so bad."

"Fuck you asshole," Jon laughs through a peanut from the table at Seth who laughs as well.

Jon and Seth have been friends since they started at the academy six years ago, even since then they have had each other's backs in the field and off.

The bell on the door signaling someone entrance catches Jon's attention. Seeing who it is he quickly nods them over.

"Nice to see you jerks started without me," Roman Reigns says sitting down while signaling the bartender for his beer. Roman Reigns is the resident go to guy in the precinct. He used to be an active officer, but a routine traffic stop gone wrong kept him on office duty. He immediately became the guy's go to confident in the precinct and their best friend.

"Alright," Roman says dropping a thick manila folder in front of Jon. "This is everything you need to know; name, age, past. Anything someone could ask the information is in here."

"Thanks man," Jon says with a nod opening it up. "Dean Ambrose, age 18 moved from San Antonio, Texas, legally emancipated minor. This all looks good Roman."

Pulling the folder from Jon's hands, Seth quickly reads over it, "Now, it seems the only thing left is do is pull it off."

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