Author's Note: So I really wanted to write this, and I'm not entirely sure why, but it's probably because I spent my weekend binge watching season three. So this will essentially be a bunch of missing scenes with the aftermath of S3E22. Scenes will include the family finding out, Vinny's funeral, etc. I feel like we deserve this since the show decided not to give it to us. Yes I'm still working on my A-Z whump, but I have at the moment run out of ideas for that so I needed to work on something else for a while. Anyway, I hope you enjoy this story.
Disclaimer: I don't own Blue Bloods or any of the characters
Scene: The Call
(As a notice I'm doing conversation in this story a little different, mainly because there will be a lot of different people and I don't want to type out "*name* said" every single time someone says something.)
Sunday dinner was going fairly well, ad of current, no major arguments had been started and nobody had stormed out angry, so it was good in anyone's sense. The room however felt a bit less entertaining without Jamie to help dispel the gloom.
Of course, Jamie himself hadn't been himself, not since the girl jumped off the building. It wasn't his first body, but this time it had hurt, especially the fact that he had his baby with him. Los Lordes had ruled for far too long, but the Reagan family was about to find out how bad the relationship between Bitterman and the NYPD was.
Erin: Are you sure dad? Jamie never takes an extra tour, especially not on Sundays. He's only ever missed Sunday dinner when he was away at Harvard.
Danny: He's still struggling Erin. He tried to talk down that girl and she still jumped. I told him to lean on his partner to get through this, that's probably what he's trying to do.
Linda: Well I for one am glad that him and Vinny are finally getting along. He always seemed upset in the beginning you know, and with them not getting along, I would've hated for something to happen because they didn't…you know what I mean?
Henry: Yeah. I'll tell you. They have different ideas of how to run things. Jamie's more patient. They're both good cops, they just have different strategies. I saw that when I went on that ride-along with them.
Nicky: I think that would be fun, to do a ride-along. Do you think Uncle Jamie would let me?
Erin: I don't know. You'd have to ask him.
Just then, Frank's cell phone rang, causing him to sigh. He got up and left the room to answer his phone.
Frank: Hello? Garret I'm kind of busy right now, can you call back- who is it? What? And we know the situation on both of them for sure? Okay. Call detective Baez and have her go down to the scene. I'm putting Danny on the case, but I think he'll need some time. Let my detail know to be at my house stat, we'll go to the hospital. Don't let any officers in to see him except for Sergeant Renzulli. Yes. He's already with him? Okay. I'll see you there Garret.
Frank hung up. He felt like a knife had stabbed his heart. They were down one officer, Officer Vinny Cruz. Officer Reagan's partner. Jamie's partner. His son. He felt déjà vu hit him like a ton of bricks. No, this was not Joe. He had to remind himself. Jamie was okay, he would be okay. He was just hit in the vest.
Sighing, Frank walked back into the dining room. Expectant faces looked up at him, the fear and stress apparently evident on his face. He hesitantly started speaking in his commissioner voice.
Frank: Twenty minutes ago, a 10-13 came into dispatch. Officer Jamison Reagan called it in and shots fired. The call was initially requesting backup for a purse thief. The perp ran into the Bitterman complex. It was a setup. The officers were both shot at. Officer Reagan was hit in the shoulder. His best stopped it. Officer Cruz was hit in the throat. He was gone before the responding officers arrived on scene.
What happened next what chaos. Gasps, yelps. Shock and fear filled the faces at the table. All except Jack and Sean, who were oblivious to what just happened.
Henry: Good lord. This issue with Bitterman has gone on long enough Francis. We've lost an officer, and I almost lost another grandson. We couldn't handle losing another one. I know that we couldn't. I'm going to wring all of their stupid little necks.
Danny: Dad… the kid is okay. Right?
Frank: He'll be fine. Just a nasty bruise. You and I are going to the hospital. I've ordered Renzulli to stay with him until we arrived. Your partner is on scene, I'm putting you two on this case but I assumed you would want to see your brother first.
Danny: God. This is going to kill him. Do we know where exactly Jamie was when Vinny…you know?
Frank: I wasn't informed of that. I did hear that he wasn't being very cooperative with the doctors, but claiming he wants to leave. We better get going. I don't want to hold up Renzulli too long. I'm going to have to go back to work, probably hold a press conference, but for now I need to see and tend to my son, that's more important.
Erin: Dad. Are you going to bring him back here? I need to see him…to know he's not...like Joe. Please give him a hug and a kiss from me. God…how close was it?
Frank: Too close Erin. Too close.
At that, the two men left for the hospital.
Linda: We better just clean everything up. Everyone was pretty much done eating anyways. And besides, I think by now I've lost my appetite.
Linda, Erin and Nicky cleaned up in silence. All three of them had worried about the three that went out and risked their lives every day, they knew all too well what could happen after Joe. But lightning didn't strike twice. Or did it? The women, Henry, Jack and Sean all went to the living room to wait on news.
Author's Note: Okay so I don't know how well you liked this, but I really wanted to write this. The next scene will be Renzulli's account of the call coming through and him arriving on scene up until Danny and Frank walk in the hospital, which will be the chapter after that. Please read and review, let me know what you think of doing dialogue this way. It was just easier and sounded better to me than just doing it the normal way .Alright I hope you enjoyed this. Please review, until next time my lovelies.
