AN: I'm overwhelmed at the support I have been getting; I thought I'd get maybe 2 positive reviews! Thank you guys so much, I don't know if you guys know how much it means to me getting such positive and encouraging reviews to a first time writer like myself! And with that I'd like to apologize for the spelling /grammar mistakes in the 1st chapter, I was anxious to get it up!
"So what are we doing Frank?" asked Sam. Obviously there was no way in hell he was going to let the only rookie he took time to train and her partner just walk in to a turf war.
"Exactly what he said, walk away" replied Frank, and with that he was gone. Frank knew this was not a realistic outcome when it came to Swarek and protecting McNally but it was his job to say so.
Sam took a moment to have a little internal chuckle then looked over to Nash, "are you up for a drive detective?" If there was one other person that would go to the end of the world to protect Andy McNally, it was Traci. As Sam predicted Traci had agreed.
Sam knew the power Jay Blackstone had in the police department but thought that coming for Sam's badge would be a bit much, after all Jay surely had better things to do. Sam didn't want to admit it but every time Andy was in predicament Sam couldn't help but come to the rescue. It was a natural instinct for him – protect the ones you love...or loved...or still love but they walked away...or the ones that are easier to walk away than to fight. Shit! Sam thought to himself. He had spent months trying to understand why Andy walked away. He had spent months doubting his self-worth. But most of all, he had spent months on trying to move on. But obviously the moment her name came up all that work and all those one night stands were useless.
Sam grabbed the people he trusted the most; Oliver his best friend, Dov who was eager but loyal and frankly Dov worshiped him there was no way he wouldn't do anything Sam asked, Traci, and Marlo Cruz his new girlfriend. Sam laid out the plan and each individual's roles.
"Okay, I don't get it why isn't drug squad handling this?" Marlo suddenly asked. She was clearly missing something, a familiar feeling being the new girl in the division where everyone was like family to each other or had sex with one another.
"They have other priorities" replied Sam not wanting to go into the details about his motivation to get to the bottom of this. That would be complicated and everyone knows Sam doesn't do complicated
Really? These people trust you without even knowing their badge could be on the line if we were caught and you aren't even going to tell them why? Traci thought before replying to Marlo, "Two of our officers are working undercover on this, we are worried drug squad may have compromised their safety in an effort to move this along"
With that they were all in. Being a cop meant having one another's back through everything and they all knew it. There wasn't much of a choice to make for each and every one of those coppers of 15th division.
Shaw and Epstein proceeded to release Simon Dent from holding and escort him to his shop, while Marlo, Sam, and Traci looked around at some of the places Jay Blackstone had mentioned. They came up with nothing until rookie detective Nash noticed that all the businesses used the same gas service.
Gail was manning the front desk sympathizing with people who commit mass murders at their work place, when all of a sudden Jay Blackstone came barging into the station absolutely livid.
"Jay! Long time no see!" Gail yells as she jumps up from her chair. She was just eager to talk to something with a pulse.
"Not now" Jay replied and then vanished. Jay continued on and headed straight for the glass office in the middle of the station where the detectives resided.
"Okay what part of 'leave this to me' did you guys not understand?" Jay demanded. He was beyond annoyed at this point. Jay understood they were just trying to get their coppers home safe but they also needed to understand that they have that goal in common, and now they were preventing him from doing what he does best. His job.
Frank, Sam, and Traci all began to speak at once, but Jay went on as if no one had spoken.
"I asked you guys to do one thing, one thing is all I asked!"
"And we did, we just wanted to bring something else to your attention" said Frank. Quite frankly he was also getting fed up with Jay and his arrogance.
"The big man in a white shirt speaks! Go ahead, shoot, entertain me Frank because all you guys have accomplished today is becoming a pain in my ass"
"The pub, balloon store, body shop, and caterer, they all have one thing in common – Easton Gas. They could be using empty gas tanks to pick up the drugs and deliver them to a central warehouse." Explains Traci confidently.
"Great, fantastic, job well done, you all deserve a gold medal. But I don't have any on me so you'll have to settle 20 bucks. But wait, I got to use it to fill up my tank from all the gas you made me waste coming down here! We are done here, you hear me? Drop it. Stop wasting my time telling me something I already know! Stop. Just stop and go back to your jobs; writing tickets or taking pictures with tourists, or whatever you do. Just don't get in the way of me doing mine! I swear to god this is the last time!" with that Jay Blackstone headed back to the main entrance.
"Hey Jay! What was that all about?" yelled Gail, not willing to give up on the only conversation she has had with someone in 3 hours.
"I said not now, Gail! God what is it with this station and not being able to comprehend what I am saying!" replied Jay with a bit of misplace anger.
"And people say I'm rude."
AN: so this chapter turned out a bit different as I was writing it but I think it turned out okay! I've planned out the next few chapters and I promise andy will be home soon! Again please let me know what you like and don't like. And please stick with me through the next chapters as I promise you it'll get more interesting soon! Also let me know about the lengths or these chapters (too long, too short?)
