Okay so this story was from Now That You're Back, but I lost totally interest in that version. So this is a new version with different twists! Let's see I don't own anything except for Niki Foxx. And ten81csi owns Kylie Flack. And you should def read some of her stories! Especially if you are an Adam/OC shipper! So I'm gonna stop blabbing and let you read! Enjoooy!
Mac Taylor sat on his couch, watching some late night show. He turned to the clock to see it was around two. You could say he was an insomniac, and he would agree but never tell. His cell phone rang and he checked the caller I.D. It was a name he hadn't seen in a while. He opened the phone and answered groggily, "Do you know what time it is?"
"Sorry, Mac," She sniffled, "I forgot about the time difference."
"What do you want?" He knew she didn't call just to say hello.
"A job."
Mac shook his head, "Shrimp, what you do this time? I thought everything was going great out there."
"They found me," She took a deep breath. "I don't even know how!"
Mac's face fell suddenly. He pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed.
"Mac you don't understand!" She cried, "They've taken so much away from me! And not even just me, but Joey and Kevin too!"
He could hear her struggling to keep back tears. He knew she wasn't one to cry, but under certain and stressful situations she would let a tear or two fall.
"What are you working out in Vegas?" Mac asked.
"Homicide," She sniffled loudly.
"Alright," Mac sighed again, "I know Narco has an opening. And I'm good friends with the head of the department. I'll tell him to keep everything quiet."
"Thank you Mac! You have no idea how much this means to me!"
"I'm aware. Now goodnight, I expect you in New York as soon as possible." Mac yawned into the phone.
"Sure thing Taylor," He could tell she was in a better state then before, "See you when I get in New York!"
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Two years later…
"No way, no how!" She shouted, shaking her head causing her long dark brown hair to sway side to side. "I'm not doing that!"
"Detective Foxx," Her boss said sternly, "You really don't have a choice. You are the only one with Homicide training. You are perfect for the job."
Her browns eyes never left his, "So? I don't understand why I have to do this?"
Her boss raised an eyebrow and stared her down.
"Okay," She sounded defeated, "I understand. And I am aware that I am the best choice because of my amazing undercover skills, but this is huge! Going into the homicide department to become friendly with homicide and CSI to find out which cop is dealing drugs, that's low and dirty!"
"Low and dirty? Oh come on Niki you are so good at getting low and being dirty!" Tony laughed.
Tony O'Hannelly, Niki's Narco partner and partner in crime. His shaggy blonde hair always got into his eyes and Niki hated that. She was always telling him how amazing his emerald green eyes were. Tony was strong and lean and perfect eye candy. Neither ever wanted to venture into a relationship, but did have a few late night rendezvous. Both had huge commitment issues and actually having a romantic relationship would really ruin their work and friend relationship.
Niki slapped Tony upside the head, "I hate you so fucking much."
Tony winced at the contact of his head with Niki's hand. It hurt. He kind of hoped that over the past two years he could get use to it, but nope, he hadn't.
"Now children," Their boss rolled his eyes, "I'm so sick and tired of you two messing around."
Mark Wallow was head of the Narcotics Unit. And he was lucky enough to work with Niki, Tony, and a few others. They called themselves the Motley Crew. No one knew why they called themselves that. Tony just made it up one day and it stuck. The Motley crew was made of up Johnny Rivers, Rico Sanchez, Mikey Callahan, and Drake Turner.
"So that's the real reason. You just want to get us away from each other, and I drew the short end of the stick!" Niki blurted out.
Mark rolled his eyes and sighed, "Okay fine, it was a reason. But this has to be done. It's our job to limit the sale of illegal substances, especially substances being distributed by a NYPD officer. And besides I think you'll like your partner."
"You know, Mark, we don't have to set up Niki. All she has to do is say she was a stripper back in college then badda Bing, badda boo every guy in the room wants to tap that!" Tony joked, looking for a high five.
Both Mark and Niki just glared at Tony. He shrugged back and put his arm down. He thought the joke was pretty good and deserving of a high five.
"I don't need help getting laid," Niki scoffed, "You on the other hand; you have to get the girl so drunk that she isn't even aware of how ugly you are! Say whaaaaaat?!?!"
"Now that is deserving of a high five." Mark smiled giving Niki a high five. Tony stood there in silence. Very annoyed that no one appreciated his joke.
"So my partner?" Niki asked, bring the subject back to the conversation.
"Don Flack."
"Don Flack?!? As in Donnie Flack?!?" Niki's breath got caught in her throat.
Mark nodded. Tony stood there utterly confused. He was pretty sure Niki didn't know that many people on the NYPD. Hell all she ever did was work Narco, and she only hung out with the Narco guys.
"Who's Donnie Flack?" Tony asked, scratching the back of his head.
"My husband." Niki said solemnly.
Tony's eyes grew wide, "There is no fucking way you have a husband! I have seen what you do in bed! And I know about all the slutty things you do! There is no way you have a husband!"
"You are so gullible," Niki laughed, "I'm not married, jeezs. I just grew up with him that's all."
"Oh…well…I'm gonna go…" Tony said awkwardly, "Don't forget about The Motley Crew!"
"I would never dream of such a thing." Niki smiled her famous Foxx grin. It was one of the few reasons she was thankful for being a Foxx. Her brothers and herself all had the Foxx grin, a smile that could make anyone smile and brighten their day. And it was a great way to pick up members of the opposite sex.
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"So I hear you have to play baby-sitter." Danny Messer smiled at his friend, Don Flack Jr.
Flack groaned, "I know. It sucks."
"You'll probably get some old fat dude." Kylie Flack giggled.
Both Flack's had dark hair and amazing icy blue eyes. Kylie was only around 5'2" when Flack was at least 6'2". Kylie's long hair swayed as she laughed at her brother's disgusted face. She loved messing with him.
"You definitely just jinxed him little Flack." Danny laughed some more. His dirty blonde hair was flipped up in the front and his glasses were nowhere to be found.
Flack just glared at his best friend and sister. "What is this? Pick on Flack day?"
"Oh sweet just in time, I thought I would miss it!"
All three of them jumped at the new voice entering the conversation. Both Flacks' new instantly who the voice belonged to. It was hard to forget a voice that they use to hear every day of their lives.
Kylie quickly spun around and became face to face with her long time best friend. Both girl's had smiles from ear to ear and screeched each other's names. They ran to each other and embraced in a hug. Both girls were giggling and laughing and babbling. Flack and Danny couldn't keep up with them.
Niki gently pushed Kylie back and looked at her, "You look absolutely amazing."
"Um look at you!" Kylie countered, "You are very stunning."
"I'd tap that." Danny whispered to Flack, nodding his head toward Niki.
Flack punched Danny in the arm. Danny grabbed the spot Flack hit and stared blankly at him. He didn't think what he said was that offensive. He was pretty sure the new hot stranger would even appreciate it.
"Hey Foxx," Flack finally spoke up, "I think you're forgetting about your favorite Flack."
"Oh my god, Brent works here too?!?!" Niki gave Flack crooked smile.
Flack rolled his eyes and pulled Niki into a hug. She wrapped her arms around his waist and tilted her head up toward him.
"Remember that time I stuffed you in basketball?" Niki asked her famous grin plastered across her face.
"You stuffed Flack?!?" Danny asked, astonished that someone that size could stuff Flack.
Flack groaned, "Did you really have to bring this up?"
"Yes, yes I did." She said, and then turned to the Staten Island boy, "Yeah, I was like 14 and he was 15. A whole bunch of neighbor kids were playing hoops and Donnie over here got the ball and I was marking him. He goes to take a shot I jump up and then BAM the ball flies back and hits Donnie right in the face. It was epic."
"Was he a shrimp back then?" Danny asked.
Niki snorted, "Nope, he was still taller than me, a lot taller than me."
"You are my new favorite person in the world." Danny grinned at Niki.
"Yeah, I get that a lot, especially from guys." She winked at Danny and flashed him a wicked grin.
Danny matched Niki's grin. He could feel the heat swelling through is body. He's brain began fantasying about the new girl.
"Lindsay!" Kylie shouted, slapping Danny upside the head.
"Oh…right…" Danny stuttered, "I got to go. See ya around." Danny walked quickly out of the room and left the three neighbors together.
"You haven't changed at all," Kylie pointed out, "And I love it!"
"Yeah, I know." Niki said cockily. Her eyes wondered to the hallway to see Mac Taylor exiting the elevator. Her eyes grew wide and her smiled turned into a frown.
"I uh… I uh…" Niki stumbled over her tongue, "I've got things I gotta…gotta take care of."
"What do you…?" Flack didn't bother to finish because Niki had already raced out of the room.
Both siblings looked at each other and shrugged.
"That was weird." Flack said.
Kylie chuckled, "For Niki Foxx, that was not weird at all."
So there was the first chapter. I hope you liked it! And to show me you like it please review! Or better yet, review and tell me your thoughts. Was it good? Was it bad? Is there anything I can improve uopn? Please let me know! All you have to do is press the button! Puleeeease!!