Fun with Animals

A preoccupied Tom Hanson had entered Captain Adam Fuller's office late, seemingly unconcerned. His hair was close to uncombed and his dark brown eyes had a bewildered expression. It looked as though he hadn't had any sleep in weeks.

Fuller's Office

"What were you doing in Booker's apartment this morning?"

"I broke in." Hanson answered immediately without missing a beat in a matter-of-fact tone. Tom waited for Fuller's response. "Hanson, are you out of your mind?"

"Take a peak." He insisted. Fuller hesitated, before he went through the folder, scanning the several papers before he looked up. "This is from Greenwell's private file…how did you come by this?" he turned to Dennis Booker.

"He's in internal affairs." Hanson answered for Booker. Judy Hoffs and Harry Ioki exchanged glances, sighing as the revelation hit them. Fuller paused, before he turned his attention to Dennis. "You wanna start explaining?"

"Hanson's doing such a bang up job." He vaguely answered, smirking. "He's trying to get up from entrapping kids." Hanson explained.

"You find anything good?" Judy asked angrily. Dennis, with his face still looking straight forward, ignored her. "Breaking and entering. Illegal search and seizure of fellow officer—"

"You wanna tell everybody where you were the night Tracey Edwards was raped?" Hanson interrupted, changing the subject to the point of the matter. "I was busy." Booker looked Tom, making the smarmy facial expression that Tom hated with the deepest part of his being.

"I guess you were," Hanson chuckled in disbelief. "See I saw you hassling her afterschool. Now your car was in the school parking lot all night, the janitor said he saw you in the bushes with a black girl—" Hanson took a breath before he continued. He turned to Fuller, pointing at Dennis. "He raped her." He stated. The jury was out—the accusation was strong but Tom was sure of it. There couldn't have been any other explanation.

There was a long silence from everyone in the room before Judy mustered up the courage to speak up.

"No…he didn't." Judy spoke, quietly.

"I picked Dennis up after school; he was with me all night." She admitted, looking down in her lap. Unable to speak, Hanson could barely process what Hoffs had said into his brain. Booker gave him one more satisfied smirk before Tom turned on his heel and exited Fuller's office, slamming the door behind him.

Judy got up from her chair and sprinted after him.

As Judy caught up to Tom down the steps outside of the chapel, he started walking faster. "Hanson you know you better talk to Dennis, he can have your badge for what you did!"

Hanson turned. "I've got nothing to say." He informed her as he kept on walking

"Look, he's really a good guy. I'm sure if you just talk to him he'll forget all about it!" she pleaded. Tom reached the end of the stairs before he had enough of Judy's naivety of Booker's thinly veiled bigotry.

"When did you start hanging out with the Klan?" He asked her angrily.

"Hanson you know it's possible you don't know the first thing about Booker—or did you forget you were sent undercover PLAY racist? To pretend?" Judy reminded him.

Hanson looked to the side, frustrated. "Booker's not faking it. It's real." He insisted. But Judy had other reservations on why Tom was so intent on vilifying Dennis. "Well it sounds to me you're a little jealous of him." Judy snapped back.

"Oh you got to be kidding." Tom grimaced in disbelief, turning around to leave. "Oh come on! You've had it out for him since the first day." Judy reasoned.

"That's because I've seen this guy in action!" He turned around. "And if I were you I would think twice about rolling round in the bushes with him again." Tom added.

"I don't roll around in the bushes with anyone." Judy emphasized, taken back by his sudden bluntness. "I picked Dennis up after school. And what happened after that is really none of your business." She pointed out sternly.

Hanson, not satisfied with her answer, ignored her and goaded on. "Booker was sent here to check us out," he began. He looked up and down at Judy. "Obviously he's already checked you out."

"You're wrong!" Judy repeated. "We caught a movie. We talked all night. Nothing happened!" She shouted, now frustrated with Hanson's immaturity and low blows.

Booker really must have hit a nerve, Judy thought. She and Hanson never once argued, or have gotten into a quarrel before Dennis entered Jump Street. It was not the first time Judy had to reassure him that Dennis was really not bad.

"You sure he wasn't punching a timeclock?" Tom asked, finding himself annoyed now.

Hoffs rolled her eyes. "Look, it's not as if I have to explain any of this to you." Tom gave her a dry look before finally giving up. "Okay." With that, Hanson turned and left to go home. Judy sighed.