Note; I'd love to have some suggestions about what you guys want. 3

And I apologize in advanced but chapter four is taking a while. Haha. .

Disclaimer; I do not own any characters from this game. They belong to Quantic Dream... Except for Riley... He's mine. XD

Warnings; This contains spoilers from the game. There is violence, drug reference, and mature content in future chapters.

Pairings; Carter Blake x Norman Jayden

Chapter III

The next day was awkward, he'd come into the police station where he made a b-line straight for his office. He really didn't want to talk to Blake and he had some clues he had to look over and analyze about the case. Avoiding Blake seemed easy enough; the older man was busy talking to Ash and didn't even seem to notice him. Walking in his office he closed the door and leaned against it for a second before heading over to his desk, taking a seat he pulled out his ARI glasses and stared at them for a second. Hesitantly he put them on and blinked as instead of sitting on Mars he found himself in an empty lobby, in front of him was a piano. He stared at the piano for a second and blinked as he heard someone walking towards him. "Your vodka, sir." Jayden watched as the butler set the glass on the piano. "Is there a problem, sir?" The butler asked standing up straight, looking to the young confused agent.

"No…" Jayden lied, moving his hands and playing them across the piano.

"How's the case going, sir?" The older man asked watching Jayden stare at the keys of the piano while playing The Moonlight Sonata by Beethoven.

"It's just like last time… We know who the culprit is the problem is locating him… It's like he vanished." Jayden said in a slight depressed tone.

"But that's not all that's bothering you?" The butler asked quizzically. "You've gone back to it, sir." It wasn't a question, it was a fact; Jayden's note faltered and he stopped playing and stared at the keys, putting one hand in his lap he boredly played a couple of notes with the other.

"It's getting harder, and Blake's not helping with the problem."

"Perhaps it was time you got help?" The Butler suggested, Jayden stared at the keys playing a couple more notes.

"I'd lose my badge, then that psychopath will have this case. Riley would tear him to pieces. I may not exactly like the guy but that wouldn't be a good way to go… nobody deserves what Riley does to people…" Jayden trailed off and looked towards the vodka then back to the keys. "His case just doesn't add up, I've tried again and again to figure out what's going through Riley's head with the murders, some make sense others… others don't add up. His reasoning is false, the equation is to prove how much of a genius he is, I know that from when I tested it. The Reporters make sense because he's been annoyed, followed, stalked, abused, and even used by them. The police on the other hand... He knew all those people, they were his friends. I just don't understand what would cause him to kill them like that; he never knew their methods, never. It's not like they walked around and began to gloat about how they beat someone for a confession." Jayden said with a heavy sigh. "And I don't get how he was able to claw his way out of a coffin and six feet of dirt."

"Maybe he had help, sir?" Jayden blinked at the thought then began to play the Moonlight Sonata again.

"That would fill in more pieces of the puzzle, but who would help him? Obviously someone he's either threatened by or close to for not even giving any hint at a second person being there. Usually a second person is easy to de-"

"Who the fuck are you talking to, Norman." Jayden flinched at the sudden voice; he quickly pulled off his glasses and looked over to Blake who was leaning against the door. Jayden stared at him with uncertainty wondering how long the older man was standing there, and how much of the conversation he had heard.

"Get the fuck out of my office Blake." Jayden said putting his glasses back on, once more finding himself in front of a piano, instead of the lobby he found himself on Mars' surface.

"Be careful, sir." The butler said before walking away. Jayden found himself being pulled out of his chair and thrown forwards. He stumbled but caught his footing and took off his glasses looking back to Blake with a glare.

"Get your ass moving, Norman, there's been another murder." Blake hissed forcing the door open and pushing the confused and surprised Jayden out the door before following after the man to his car. To say Jayden was nervous having his back to Blake was an understatement; his hands were slowly starting to shake as he remembered the humiliating event that took place yesterday. He wondered how many times it would happen, sure he didn't want it but he couldn't just stand back and let Blake do whatever the hell he pleased. He wondered what sort of teasing he'd get when it happened again; he could already imagine many things the lieutenant would say before after and during the event. He shook the thoughts from his head and began to focus on the case at hand; they needed to catch Riley before it got out of control… like last time.

Getting in the car the two of them began the drive to the crime scene the air around them was tense, more than usual. Jayden shifted uncomfortably then looked over to Blake noticing the strip over his nose from when he broke it after kicking the older man in the face in an attempt to escape.

"What the fuck are you looking at, Norman?" Blake hissed, Jayden looked back out the window with an annoyed look on his face.

"Nothing."

"Who the hell were you talking to back there? On a phone call with your boyfriend?" Blake asked with a smirk, Jayden rolled his eyes and glared out the window.

"None of your business. And you're obviously the gay one. I mean what can't get a guy to sleep with you so you make one?" Jayden knew he would pay for that statement but his pride wouldn't allow the older man to call him gay – even though he was – and he felt the need to turn the tables. Blake glared over at Jayden then looked back to the road narrowing his eyes.

"Like you should talk, Norman, I heard you moan out for me. Let's not forget you were jacking off afterwards." Blake's words were like daggers stabbing into Jayden's stomach, he felt sick at the statement remembering it all too clearly.

"Don't flatter yourself, Blake!" Jayden snapped glaring at the older man remembering how he barged in and stole his drugs and his dignity. "Besides you caught me at a bad time. If you didn't notice I was going through withdrawals, no thanks to you." Blake gave a harsh humorless laugh.

"Pissed off that I stole your drugs an-"

"Where was the body found anyway?" Jayden asked in annoyance looking back out the window, just wanting to get there and this over with so he could go back to work, take some tripto, catch Riley, get back to DC, and put all this shit behind him. Blake turned a corner and slammed on the breaks, putting the car in park he got out and started to walk, Jayden glared at him through the windshield then got out following after him. The two of them showed their badges to the men outside the police line and ducked under it, the walk to the body was rather silent and Blake's irritation seemed to be radiating off him. The two came to a stop in front of the tent and Jayden opened it and crouched down next to the body. It was always a gruesome sight, seeing the bodies in these conditions. It was a sick game Riley was playing at but the boy was able to just sit there and smile at him while talking about the people he killed. "Riley's work alright."

"No shit Sherlock, what was your first clue?" Blake asked in that sarcastic tone of his. Jayden took in a deep breath then pulled out his glasses sliding them then his glove on, without a word Blake just walked away from the man deciding to go talk to the other officers on the scene. Not that Jayden minded, now he could have some peace and do his work properly. Jayden moved his gloved hand and watched as the light rolled over the body, like usual he wasn't expecting anything to come up, to his surprise the ARI caught something coming from the man's mouth. He leaned over and touched the small corner of paper. He took in a deep breath then gave a heavy sigh unsure if he should disturb the scene and take the paper out.

"Blake, I think I found something!" Jayden called out in the Lieutenant's direction. Blake walked back over to Jayden and looked down at the agent arching a brow.

"Well, what is it, Norman?" Jayden and moved his hand hesitating he looked towards Blake. Jayden wondered if maybe they should wait till the coroner got there but Blake's words broke through his thoughts. "I'm waiting, Norman." He said with an impatient tone of voice, Jayden sighed and continued the move towards the man's mouth knowing he couldn't touch him because the chemical was obviously still burning him. Hesitantly he grabbed the paper and slowly began to pull it out, to his surprise it came out fairly easy. He looked to the paper and stood up slowly as his ARI worked on finding the owner of the fingerprints.

"Madison Paige?"

"What the fuck does that journalist have to do with this, Norman?" Blake asked glaring at Jayden who looked back towards Blake, taking off his glasses he slipped them away.

"Her fingerprints are on this paper." Blake hesitated then gave a sigh turning on his heel.

"This better not be a dead end."