Norman left the building feeling better then he did when he arrived. Even such a short interaction with Carter was enough to get his blood pumping like nothing else could. Norman was sure he was grinning like a fool as he walked back to his hotel.

'This doesn't make any fucking sense…but it doesn't have to. All that needs to happen is that I get this feeling as much and as often as I can, until I can break the cycle and go back to being normal'.

Norman sighed as he thought back to his rash plan earlier at the precinct.

'Recruitment? I don't know what I'm thinking, but it doesn't matter, I don't fucking care how I do it, I just have to get close to Carter.'

His appointment was scheduled with Captain Perry for Monday the 25th, five days time. Plenty of time to put into effect one more test with Carter.

If Carter had something to do with bringing Norman back into reality for good, then Norman would take any position that the Captain offered him, even if it was as a lowly assistant who just made the coffee. All he cared about was getting back to the real world, he didn't give a shit if that meant he had to take Carter or Perrys bullcrap for a while. It was worth it.

**

Norman camped out all day and night at the local coffee shop across the street from the Police Station, hoping to either see Carter or Carters car leaving the building.

Other then seeing the Lieutenant leave the building on patrol, Norman was not successful in catching him leave the building to go home.

As Norman suspected, his shifts between reality and his constant trips to the bathroom to deal with his shakes and cold sweats, would have made him miss his chance, that or the Lieutenant did an 'all nighter'.

The coffee shop had closed for the night and Norman didn't want to loiter around on the streets, he probably looked suspicious enough.

Norman went back to his hotel; hopefully tomorrow he'd have more success.

The next day Norman couldn't believe his luck as he walked down from his hotel towards the Police Station, a few blocks before reaching the station, Norman saw Carter standing outside an apartment building.

He quickly made his way over to the apartments, careful not to be seen by Carter, who seemed preoccupied waiting for someone.

As Norman came close to Carter he called out

"Lieutenant Carter Blake,"

Carter turned around at first looking surprised until he saw who was calling his name, he cursed and shoved his hands into his trench coat pockets

"What the fuck are you doing here Norman!?"

"I need to speak to you Carter"

by now Norman was only a few feet next to the Lieutenant.

Carter scowled and stalked over to Norman, completely invading his space.

"I already fucking told you asshole, I ain't got nothing to say to you, now why don't you take your sorry-good-for-nothing-FBI ass back to Washington and fucking stay there."

Norman didn't back down, he stayed where he was, leaving only inches between their chests.

"I quit the FBI Carter."

At this Carter looked surprised and took a step back

"What? You fucking quit?" Carter paused and smirked "I don't believe that for a second, I bet you got your ass fired, didn't you? They probably found out what a fucking head case you are."

Norman ground his teeth together; trust Carter to find his weak spot. Norman thought to quickly change where the conversation was going

"I heard you never found the Origami Killer, but that the killings had stopped and Shaun Mars was saved."

"Yeah,"

Carter said sounding like his mind was elsewhere; he turned and looked up at the apartment windows, trying to see something.

"It stopped... And we do have a suspect, only problem is that he'd dead, but we got plenty of evidence to suggest he's the guy,"

Carter smirked and turned to Norman.

"Well done Carter"

"Don't give me that bullshit Norman, we both know you were hoping that it'd turn out to me."

Norman turned and stared into the quite street. He had regretted his decision to accuse Carter of the crime, if anything it was a testament to how bad his addictions had become. But Norman was sure Carter took it all on the chin.

"Fucking lunatic," Norman heard Carter grumble.

"I know I acted irrationally before Carter, I had a lot of stuff going on that clouded my judgment,"

Norman admitted, never feeling too proud to give an apology and an explanation when it was needed.

But Carter didn't let him continue.

"Fucking save it alright Norman, and just what the fuck are you doing back here if you've shit canned the FBI?"

Carter turned back to Norman, hands on his hips.

"I don't know exactly Carter, I guess I'm trying to get my life back together."

"Well just remember this Norman; while your doing you fucking hippy soul searching, stay the fuck away from me alright."

Carter finished by swearing under his breath and turning back to the apartment.

While Carter wasn't looking Norman allowed him self a small smile, he didn't know what it was, but just being near and talking to the obnoxious Lieutenant made him feel so much more alive.

The front door to the apartment building opened and a male, a little younger then Carter, came out wearing the same trench coat, it must have been Ash.

"They don't have the faintest fucking idea where she went, I suggest we check all the western…"

Ash stopped as he spotted Norman next to Carter.

He looked Norman up and down as he came closer ending with a disgruntled expression on his face.

Carter turned and gave Norman one last look before heading off up the street towards their undercover patrol car.

Norman smiled and started walking toward the small bookstore he had found, He laughed to himself as he thought of the look on Ashs' and Carters face.

'This cities police force do have their own special charm I must say, they always seem to be pissed off about something.'


A/N =^_~=

Thank you for your reviews and suggestions! I'm taking them on board and lets hope my grammar improves XD I really have no idea what happened to it, it just left me one day.

I'm trying to keep Norman Jayden in character, but it's a bit hard since I'm writing him as he is going through a big change in his life.

As for Carter Blake, his attitude will slowly be toned down. For now I think he'd still be in reaction from his and Jaydens last interactions.

Oh and one last thing! I'm Australian so swearing [unfortunately] comes naturally to me (even if I don't use it myself) so let me know if Blake seems to swear to much ;D

Right now I am busy writing chapter 6. So there will probably be constant updates. The reason why I haven't uploaded all of them is because I am going back and editing parts…and also trying to correct any grammatical errors XD.

Ah and as for format, T_T i am having trouble with FFnets editor...it hates me. But i shall prevail! XD