Thanks to the people who reviewed I really appreciate it. Since I've never done slash before I'm sort of going with the flow whenever writer's block leaves me alone. Ah well LOL. Hope you like the latest update. Enjoy the chapter. I hope it's not too corny or boring and that I haven't messed Hanson's character up LOL.


"Well maybe if you didn't act like you were still in fourth grade-"

"IF I WANTED YOUR INPUT PENHALL I WOULD ASK FOR IT!" yelled Fuller furiously cutting Doug's scathing comment.

"NOW IN MY OFFICE BOOKER!"

Booker gave a mock salute before striding purposefully into the office. Fuller slammed the door angrily behind him leaving Doug alone in the main office. He slumped down at his desk and amused himself by flicking his pencil up into the air and trying to catch it before it managed to hit the desk. He tried his best to ignore the raised voices coming from the office.

" Why am I the one getting the third degree when it's one half of Laurel and Hardy and little Miss thang who've hightailed it outta here?!" cried Booker

"THAT is why!" replied Fuller angrily, "You're an undercover cop Booker, you're here to play teenager or did you forget that?! You're not meant to act like an inconsiderate, sarcastic jerk all the time!"

Booker rolled his eyes and Fuller resisted the urge to grab hold of him and shake him til his teeth rattled. He took a deep breath.

"Booker, I'm an understanding kind of guy but I don't appreciate tension within my department. When partners argue, they don't work too well together. When that happens out on the field, mistakes get made. IAD gets called in. IAD come and bust my ass and When that happens I don't sleep so well. If I don't sleep well I get angry do you understand?!"

"What kept you up last night? " asked Booker

Fuller glared at him

" Booker, what's your problem with Hanson and Penhall?"

" I don't have a problem with Hanson and Penhall" said Booker

" Then leave the pair of them alone. I won't tolerate bullying in this department"
" Bullying?" laughed Booker

" Yes Bullying"

" I'm not bullying anyone" laughed Booker

" I'm warning you Dennis, their personal life is their business-"

" You think I have a problem with them because they're gay?!" cried Booker indignantly, " I couldn't care less what they were, they'd still be annoying. I don't wind them up because of their sexuality captain!"

" well regardless, I want you to leave them alone you hear me. You're partners so start acting like it!"

" Yessir" smiled Booker.

" Ok now get out of my sight" snapped fuller. He sighed as Booker left the office slamming the door behind him. There was something about the young officer that irritated him. He didn't quite know what it was. The officer wasn't anymore sarcastic or immature than Hanson or Penhall. There was just a quality about him that seemed to earn the officer Fuller's intense dislike.

" So has dearest Tommy returned yet?"

" Shut up Booker" snapped Doug

" I was only asking," replied Booker smiling

Doug shot him a filthy look.

" He's not gonna leave you!" laughed Judy . Hanson glanced nervously around the crowded café hoping that the majority of people situated there had misheard the first part of Judy's sentence and were comfortable in their assumption that the skinny, good looking guy sitting opposite them was nothing but your typical red-blooded American male.

Too late. They were already shooting him weird and disgusted looks.

" Uh Jude-"

" You're so insecure, I mean Doug loves you Hanson" Judy carried on regardless.

" Judy!" hissed Hanson, " why don't you talk a little louder, I mean there's a guy over in New Jersey who didn't quite catch that!"

" What?" she asked, confusion etched across her face

" People are staring" mumbled Hanson

" Are you ashamed of being gay?!"

Hanson put his head in his hands and rubbed his temples. Please God, let the earth just open up.

" No, I'm not ashamed" he muttered into his hands, " I just don't want the entire world knowing!"

" Sounds like you are to me"

" I am not!" snapped Hanson

" Hanson-"

" will you just shut up?!" he yelled furiously. He glanced at the couple on the table nearest to them

" What?! What is your problem?!" he snapped. They looked away embarrassed. Judy grabbed him by the arm, digging her sharp nails into the tender flesh of his forearm.

Hanson yanked his arm back forcefully, tearing himself from her grip easily.

" Don't ever touch me!" he snapped before standing up and storming from the café.

Judy remained seated, staring at his retreating frame, puzzling over his actions.

Hanson stood outside the café sulking. He wasn't ashamed. Why did people automatically come to that conclusion just because he refused to out himself to the world? He sighed. It had been like that since the beginning.

He'd been eighteen. Just left school when he met him. He was twenty two, older and wiser. He sought him out after school, let him follow him around on a weekend, Consented to be his boyfriend - His first real one at that. Hanson could still remember those times in his room. His mother in the kitchen making dinner assuming that he was just a friend of Tom's. Back then she didn't know. Didn't know that he was confused, that girls weren't his thing. Sometimes Hanson wondered how she'd missed the signs. Ok so he didn't exactly fall into the stereotypical box labelled as gay but surely he emitted some signs. Surely she had to be a little anxious by the fact that he only ever brought this one guy home that he talked about him non-stop.

Hanson closed his eyes and leaned against the café window lost in the memory.

He always sat on the floor whilst Tom would lay half sprawled on the bed. There'd be some record playing. Some rock or heavy metal. Mid way through a song he would always come and squash up next to him, engulfing him with his presence, making him feel as if he couldn't breathe.

Then the kisses would start.

They made his whole body tingle, made him hot all over. This overwhelming feeling would wash all over him and he would know he was in love.

Then the pressuring would start and even though his body was screaming yes, his heart and mind screamed no; he always pulled back at the last moment refusing to take those last fateful steps.

He remembered his husky voice in his ear

" Are you a virgin Tommy?"

His voice barely audible.

The 18-year-old would always freeze, terrified to answer.

And sweetly he would take the teenager's hand, whispering in his ear that it would all be ok, that he was prepared to wait for him as long as it took.

Hanson groaned. Why was he focusing on that now? He'd been eighteen for god sakes. Eighteen! He was older now, much more experienced and more importantly in a loving relationship with a guy he thought the world of. Who definitely isn't cheating.

He desperately tried to reassure himself, to lay his fears to rest.

" You were a real jerk back there Hanson!"

He opened his eyes.

" I know" he mumbled. Judy sighed.

" What's wrong?" she asked softly. She knew Hanson was upset, could see the distress written on his face.

" Just, just this whole….thing… with Doug" he whispered, " I mean, he goes out all the time and he gets drunk. What, what if-"

" He isn't" said Judy gently

" How do you know?"

" Because it's Penhall. And he wouldn't do anything like that" she replied matter of factly.

Hanson stared at her , his face clouded with a mixture of disbelief and confusion.

" Hanson he wouldn't. He especially wouldn't do something like that to you. God Hanson do you know how much he cares about you? How much he loves you? Hanson, he practically worships the ground you walk on!"

" Doesn't" muttered Hanson

" Bull Hanson, that's bull and you know it. Do you know how many times he sat in my apartment rehearsing and reciting what he was going to say to you before he asked you out? He was petrified he was gonna screw your friendship up. Hanson he loves you!" snapped Judy.

Hanson gave a small smile.

" He rehearsed what he was gonna say?"

" Like a million times"

" Was it any good?" he laughed

Judy looked at him confused.

" Didn't Doug tell you he liked you?" she asked

" He didn't have to" Hanson smiled

" what did he do instead?"

"Instead of the speech?"

Hanson rubbed his nose shyly.

" Just kissed me" he shrugged eventually.

" Must have been some kiss" teased Judy, " Sure he didn't do something else?"

Hanson grinned.

" I don't do things like that on first dates" he said coyly

" Yeah right!"

" I don't!" laughed Hanson

" I'll just ask Doug when we get back" threatened Judy. Hanson rolled his eyes at her good naturedly before the pair made their way back to Jump Street chapel.