This is another version of the story, not the continuation. It started the same: Jay caught Adam in Hailey's place after their fling, and proceeded to ignore her.


Hank Voight sighed when he saw his two detectives working at their desks. Once worked tremendously together, like a well-oiled machine, they had stopped talking a month ago. Precisely, Jay stopped talking to Hailey. She tried making things right at first, but she had stopped trying after that, leaving those two at odds. At first no one realised that, since they usually kept to themselves. They were friends outside the precinct; Voight knew they leaned on each other after hard cases in a different way Erin and Jay once was. However, slowly everyone noticed. He have a solution, which he didn't like, but had no choice.

"Hailey," called Voight. The blonde detective looked up from her computer and walked to Voight's office. "Shut the door."

"You up for undercover assignment?" asked Voight.

"New or old cover?" asked Hailey, knowing her old cover as Kelly wasn't intact after her stint with Booth.

"New. There's a request from Narcotics for a female Caucasian undercover. Their only female detective is a black. One month gig," said Voight.

"I'm in," said Hailey. Voight wasn't surprised at how quick Hailey jumped at the offer. Jay had been treating her terribly lately; he wouldn't blame her for wanting an out.

"You sure? They're already inside, they have another detective already under. They want to make a bust next month, but the boss is a white supremacist lady who apparently trusts fellow ladies more. The one they currently have under is a male. If you're up to it, you have meeting with Narcotics this afternoon."

"I'll go," said Hailey.

"Alright. This is the Narcotics Sergeant, give him a call. Make sure you return here after your gig, don't get yourself comfortable in Narcs," said Voight.

"Glad to hear that," Hailey smirked.

"Good luck, and be careful, kid," Voight squeezed Hailey's shoulder.

"Thanks Sarge," Hailey left the bullpen to call her new boss.


In a couple hours, Hailey acquired a new identity, back story, and everything needed to be a girlfriend of a drug dealer. She was now a girl called Becca who moved from Minnesota, girlfriend of Hank (she cringed at this), the cover of Keith Nolan, the undercover Narcotics detective. She met their handler, Jasmine, the black female detective in Narcotics she immediately bonded with. Her hair was straightened and coloured a bit darker than her natural blonde, and she wore makeup. By midnight, Keith picked her up at the airport to take her to his apartment. That night, Detective Hailey Upton went on an assignment in Texas for an unforeseeable future.


"Upton had been reassigned, effective immediately. Jay, you're riding with me," said Voight. Jay's head whipped around to face Voight, looking surprised.

"Where?" asked Adam. He and Hailey had stopped their fling immediately after Jay caught them, but they left being closer than before as friends.

"I cannot disclose that, and no one talk about this to people outside this unit," said Voight.

"Why's Hailey been reassigned?" asked Jay in the car. Voight had been watching Jay since he announced Hailey's reassignment to the team. He looked surprised, and a bit conflicted, but had said nothing since they rode in together three hours ago.

"I got a request and I offered her, she jumped at the offer," answered Voight. "You think she shouldn't?"

"I don't know."

"I'll tell you. She should ask for transfer the moment you started treating her like dirt," snapped Voight. Jay knew the conversation was over.


Jay had been assigned Adam as his new partner. Not his first choice, of course, but it seemed like Voight held grudge on him about how he treated Hailey. Voight is Voight, he must noticed that Jay and Adam were at odds for a couple days before eventually called a truce. Through his contacts, Jay managed to gain record of Hailey's reassignment to Austin Police Department. He tried to ask his contacts in APD, but he didn't manage to get any information about Hailey. After two weeks, he couldn't hold his curiosity and braced himself to ask Voight about Hailey.

"She's undercover, and her handler would appreciate that you don't lurk around finding her alias," said Voight. Jay was taken aback. He felt uncomfortable about Hailey being undercover regarding what happened with Booth. "You have problem with that?" challenged Voight.

"She's very capable, but she had a bad undercover gig before," said Jay.

"She got someone to cover her back there," said Voight. Jay knew the conversation was over.

"Will she be back?"

"Why? I thought you didn't care about her," snapped Voight. Jay didn't comment, he left Voight's office with frustration.


On week three, Narcotics found an opportunity to do the big bust at the drug dealer Hailey was in. She had been enjoying her gig. She quickly gained trust from Xtina, the head of the drug dealer, and she enjoyed the company of her 'boyfriend', Keith. It took a while to get used to calling him Hank, not because she had known him as Keith before, but because the name reminded her of Hank Voight. The night before the bust, she and Keith sat in their apartment, going over their plan.

"You go back to Intelligence after this gig?" asked Keith.

"Yeah, I am," said Hailey. It's been a while since she thought about it, and considering the last state of her partnership with Jay, she would ask for a permanent transfer to Narcotics to work with Keith and Jasmine if not for what Voight said to her. She respected the Sergeant a lot, and was flattered when Voight made sure she would come back to the unit.

"Jasmine said my Sergeant would lobby yours for a permanent transfer," said Keith. He was a tall guy with blue eyes and blonde hair anyone would believe to be Hailey's brother. The dealer called them Blondies, to their amusement. He was a bit older than Hailey, with background similar to her: university before police academy. They had mutual hobby of playing video games, so off times were filled with Playstation battles. Hailey also appreciate that he was friendly, but kept things professional. She had a doubt about sharing an apartment, a bed, with someone she never knew before. But he made a nice roommate, treated her with respect and didn't try to make a move on her, and extra point for not snoring and being a good cook. Despite good characteristics that would swoon any other girls, Hailey treated him like she did her brothers. Keith had sister around Hailey's age too, so that helped them both to bond and settle their boundaries.

"Mine made sure I would come back," said Hailey.

"Too bad. Jasmine is already thinking about your girl power gang name," Keith laughed. "We are a small unit, but our Sergeant is nice. From what I heard, Voight has an attitude."

"I might join her for brunch later," said Hailey.

"And join us for a beer night too," said Keith. Hailey laughed. They had told each other about their units the first few nights, it felt like she knew them. Of course, she told him only limited things about Jay and Adam, and her complicated relationship with them. Adam was back to being her friend, with a better understanding about their different values. But Jay… well. She had unresolved things with Jay, and she was not sure where they stood.

"Of course, I can't wait to tell Jason and Terry how I beat your ass in God of War," Hailey laughed.

"You wish. Alright, I'm gonna call it a night. Good luck tomorrow," Keith walked to their room.

"Yeah… you too. Be careful," said Hailey.

"Hey," Keith faced her once they were in bed. It was strange, they usually don't talk once they were in bed; it felt too intimate. "We've only been partnered for less than three weeks, but I've got your back tomorrow."

"Likewise," Hailey smiled. She grabbed his hand and gave it a squeeze before turning her body around.


"CPD! Hands in the air!" they heard the all-too-familiar yell when all the doors were being broken. They threw their hands in the air, glancing to each other.

"Hey! Why did you look at her?" a man called Jake yelled at Keith and whipped him with a pistol. "You know this is gonna happen, I told you not to trust him!" he yelled to Xtina.

"No!" Hailey ran to them and went to Keith. Jake pulled her and threw her to the floor.

"Don't touch my girlfriend!" yelled Keith, punching him in the face.

"Yeah? That gonna stay after this?" Jake grabbed Hailey and pinned her to a wall. "Admit you're a snitch. You came to spy on us, didn't you? Who's your supplier?"

"Hey!" Keith ran to them and tried to pull Jake off Hailey. Jake pistol-whipped him again and he went down, passed out.

"Hank!" yelled Hailey.

"Hands in the air!" yelled Jasmine.

"Like hell I would!" Jake yelled. Jasmine's hesitation to pull the trigger gave everything away to Jake. "You bitch, you're a cop," he whispered.

"What if I am?" Hailey challenged, whispered back. She fought him, and they battled for the gun.

BANG!


This will be a multi chapter. I almost didn't post it because I don't want to ruin the first version, but well... hope it's okay!