Blue bloods

Written By: lighting_bug1978

First story in my "Big Family Series"

Finding Family

Summary: The Reagan's meet a twelve-year-old street kid, who has information about a major attack on the NYPD. They must convince her that they want to help her, before her past causes her to run and not look back.

Note: I have not watched all of the series yet; I have just discovered it a couple weeks ago. I have only watched three seasons. I really liked Jackie's character, so she is still Danny's partner in this story and all of my future stories. I also like Renzulli's character, so he still Jamie's partner.

WARNING: THIS STORY CONTAINS THE SPANKING OF MINOR CHILDREN AND TEENS. IF THIS BOTHERS YOU, HIT THE BACK BUTTON.

WARNING: This story contains child abuse, and mentions of attempted child molestation.

WARNING: This story contains a few curse words, some said by a young girl.

Disclaimer: I am in no way associated with the show or it's actors. This story is just for fun.

CHAPTER # 1

It was a normal day for Officer Jamie Reagan and his partner, Sergeant Renzulli. The two men were talking about a basketball game that had aired the night before, when a call came over the radio about a complaint of loud music coming from an apartment.

The address wasn't very far away and they were there in a few moments. The two officers heard the loud music as soon as they exited the elevator on the tenth floor.

The Sergeant started dancing down the hall, causing the younger officer to laugh.

"Nice moves, Sarge." Jamie said, raising his voice to be heard over the music blaring from behind the closed door. "You're a regular Fred Astaire."

"That's what my wife says, kid." Renzulli said, as he knocked on the apartment door.

"Knock harder." Jamie suggested when there was no answer.

"NYPD!" Renzulli shouted, as he banged on the door. But there was still no answer.

Jamie used the key that they had picked up from the apartment manager and opened the door.

"NYPD!" He shouted as he entered the room, the Sergeant right behind him.

The sight that greeted them caused both men to pull their guns. A young girl, they guessed who was around twelve, was laying in the floor. She was wrapped from mid calf to shoulders in duct tape and another large strip of tape was over her mouth.

The young girl was not wearing shoes, and her left foot was resting on a radio that had fallen in the floor. She had used her toes to turn it on.

Renzulli motioned for Jamie to check the rest of the small apartment. As Jamie did that, Renzulli turned the blaring music off and knelt beside the girl to check on her. The left side of her face was badly bruised and her left eye was black and slightly swollen.

"It's okay, Honey." Renzulli said in a gentle voice. "We're here to help you." He gently took hold of one end of the tape across her mouth and said. "This is going to hurt a little, but I have to get it off."

The girl nodded and then winced as the officer gently but firmly removed the tape.

"Where's the person who did this?" He asked.

"Gone." She rasped out, her voice horse. "Said he'd be back late tonight. He grabbed me on my way to school a few hours ago, said I was perfect for the job."

"What job?" Renzulli asked.

"Walking into a crowded building with an explosive backpack." She said.

"It's clear Sarge." Jamie said, as he reentered the room. He too knelt beside the young girl, replacing his gun in it's holster as he did. "That room over there is loaded with creates of guns and explosives."

"Get her untied." Renzulli said, as he stood up. "I'll call it in." He quickly walked into the hall to make the call.

Jamie pulled a knife from his pocket and gently rolled the girl onto her side. "I'll have you free in a minute." He said. "My name's Jamie."

"Sam." She said.

"It's nice to meet you, Sam." Jamie said, as he very carefully cut the tape that bound her. Luckily she was wearing jeans and a long sleeved tee shirt, he did not have to worry about hurting her when he peeled the tape off.

"Let's get you sitting up." Jamie said, as he gently helped her into a sitting position.

"Can you get me some water?" She rasped out.

"Of course." Jamie quickly jogged into the kitchen and was back by her side in a few seconds.

She tried to lift her arm to accept the glass of water, but gasped in pain when she did.

"Don't move, Sam." Jamie said, as he once again knelt beside her. "Just sit still for a moment."

He held the glass to her lips and tilted it.

"Thank you." She said, after drinking hr fill.

"Just let me know when you want another drink." Jamie said. He sat the glass on a nearby table and began gently rubbing the girl's arms, trying to get the circulation flowing again.

"Do you know how long you've been here, Sam?" He asked.

"Not really, I was grabbed at about seven this morning."

"It's nearly three in the afternoon now." Jamie said, as he started to gently rub her legs to get the circulation to return there. "How many people were there?"

"Just the one, he was in his mid thirties. Longish blond hair and green eyes. He was about six three and very muscular."

"That's a very good description." Jamie said. "It'll help us find him."

Jamie stopped rubbing her legs and asked "Can you stand?"

"I think so." Sam said.

"Take it easy." Jamie said, as he wrapped an arm around her thin waist. He helped her stand up, then held onto her while they walked around the room. As they walked, he got a better look at her.

She had very short brown hair and brown eyes, well the eye that wasn't swollen was brown. He assumed the other one was too. She was short for her age, and thin. Her pretty face was not the only part of her body that was bruised.

She had bruises on her hands too, Jamie thought they looked like defensive wounds.

"Looks like you put up a fight." He said.

"Probably got his DNA under my nails." She said. "I scratched that bastard's face pretty good."

The door opened and Renzulli stuck his head in. "Bus is on the way, kid." He said. "Keep an eye on her, I'll be out here making sure the perp doesn't return."

"Got it Sarge." Jamie said.

"Bus?" Sam asked, after Renzulli left again.

"Ambulance." Jamie explained.

"I can walk on my own now." Sam said.

Jamie nodded and released her, but stood close in case she needed him. She took a few steps and seemed steady.

"You seem like a good guy." She said, turning around and facing him.

"I try to be." He replied.

"Too bad you're a filthy pig." She said, a sneer forming on her face.

"What?" Asked a confused Jamie.

Her answer was a hard kick to his groin, causing him to double over in pain. He looked up in time to see a lamp slam into the side of his head. Jamie slumped to the floor, where darkness overtook him.

Blue blood

Commissioner Reagan was sitting at his desk sorting through a seemly endless stack of paperwork, when the door to his office opened and Detective Baker walked in.

"Sir." The blond woman said. "Agent Reid Miller from Homeland Security is here to see you. He claims that it is very urgent."

"Send him in." Frank said, not liking the sound of it.

Baker nodded, then left. A moment later, she returned with the Agent.

"Reid." Frank greeted, as the older man entered. "Care for a cup of coffee?"

"No thanks, Frank." Miller said, as he sat down.

"I will be outside if you need me, Sir." Baker said, as she left the room.

"How bad?" Frank asked.

"Very bad." Miller replied. "Boston P.D, Homeland, and the F.B.I. were investigating an anti-government group calling themselves 'Freedom From Police Brutality'. They were believed to be responsible for a bombing of a police station, fourteen officers and three civilians were killed."

"That happened a year ago." Frank said.

"Yes. The group went into hiding after the bombing, and haven't been heard from since."

"Until now."

"Until now." Miller agreed. "We got Intel that the group was holed up in an abandoned building in Boston. We hit it hard and arrested twenty-seven individuals. We confiscated over a hundred powerful rifles, a dozen crates of hand grenades, and thirty pounds of c4. We also found Intel about a planned attack on the N.Y.P.D."

"What kind of Intel?" Frank wanted to know.

"Very detailed lists of NYPD response procedure." Was Miller's answer. "Along with maps of the city streets, complete with exit routes. There were also newspaper clippings of five fatal NYPD shootings of citizens. Now all five of these shootings were good shoots, none of the officers involved were disciplined for their actions."

"How big is the group?" Frank asked.

"We believe four." Miller said. "The rest of the group was taken down in Boston. The leader is a man named Luke Mason. The other three are Berry Green, Jimmy Frost, and Greg Hanson."

There was a knock on the door and Blake walked in, a worried look on her face.

"I am sorry for interrupting, Sir." She told the Commissioner. "But you need to here this."

"Give me a moment, Reid." Frank said, standing up and walking over to the woman. He knew it had to be something serious for her to interrupt a meeting.

"Sir." Baker said, in a hushed tone. "Two officers responded to a loud music call, and found a young girl tied up. She claimed she was grabbed on her way to school this morning. But she assaulted one of the officers and fled the scene. The officers discovered explosives and guns in the apartment."

"Is the officer injured badly?" Frank asked.

"No Sir, he was kicked in the….um…..sensitive area." Baker said. "And hit in the head with a lamp. But he is fine. It was your son, Jamie."

"Which Detective caught the case?"

"Danny."

Blue blood

Jamie was sitting in a chair in the hallway of the apartment building, holding an ice pack to the side of his head. He groaned when he saw his brother, Danny, walking towards him. He knew the older man was going to enjoy harassing him about being taken out by a little girl. At least Jackie was with him, maybe she'd keep her partner in line. But Jamie really doubted it.

"You okay, kid?" Danny asked in concern, as he gently removed his brother's hand in order to get a look at his head. There was a large bruise and a shallow laceration, but it didn't look too bad.

"Yeah, I'm fine." Jamie replied.

"You really got took out by a little kid?" Danny asked with a chuckle.

"She took me by surprise." Jamie defended himself.

"Sure kid." Danny chuckled again, causing Jamie to glare at him.

"Detectives." Renzulli said, as he exited the apartment and joined them in the hallway.

"Where were you when my little brother was being beat up by a little girl?" Danny asked, trying to keep a serious face.

"In the hall, making sure the perp didn't return." The Sergeant said, a slight smile on his face. He felt for the younger man sitting in the chair, but he couldn't help himself. He had to rib the kid some too.

His face grew serious though when he handed Danny two evidence bags. "These were left on a table."

Danny held up one of the bags in confusion.

"Are those fingernails?" Jackie asked.

"They're Sam's." Jamie said. "Or whoever she is. Someone did grab her and duct tapped her. She said she scratched his face up."

"Read the note." Renzulli said.

Danny held the other evidence bag up and read the note inside it. "Dear slimy pigs, I am giving you Mason and his goons on a silver platter. I know most people only become cops because they're too stupid to find a real job, but even you pathetic idiots can't screw this up. Hugs and kisses, Sam."

"Sweet girl." Jackie said.

Danny's phone rung and he answered it.

"Hello, Detective Baker." He greeted.

TBC

Hope you like it, I will post more soon.