Author's Note: I'm going to the beach later today since it's midnight, so I won't update until Wednesday or Thursday. Sorry. I said in my last chapter I would try and get chapter 4 up before I leave, and I did! Yay! Sorry for any mistakes. I hope everyone enjoys this chapter! Please review!

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"Hi, are you Derek Swin?" Eddie asked a tall, Caucasian man in his late twenties with brown hair. The man was putting basketballs away on the blacktop behind Central Park 1 Elementary School.

The man smiled. "Yes. I am, and you are?" he asked eyeing Eddie up and down.

Eddie returned the smile, and held up her badge. "Police. I'm Officer Janko."

Derek frowned. "What do you want? I payed the fine!" The panic was evident in his voice.

"I'm not here about the fine," Eddie assured him. "I'm here about one of the kids you coach on the baseball team at this school."

"Oh. Well, which kid?" Derek asked.

"Ryan Promuse," Eddie said.

Derek raised his eyebrows. "Haven't seen that kid at practice in weeks. He broke his arm when he was messing around with a baseball bat. I told him he couldn't participate in any practice or game, because he's a liability. I said he could sit on the sidelines and watch, but his father didn't like that, so he pulled him off the team completely."

"Who told you he was messing around with a baseball bat?" Eddie questioned.

"His father," Derek replied. "Ryan's cousins were over, and they were playing a game, and Ryan got hit with the bat."

Eddie nodded. "Do you see Ryan at all?"

Derek nodded. "Yeah. I'm the P.E. teacher here, so I have a class with him once a week."

"Have you noticed any other injuries that he has?" Eddie inquired.

"He only has one other that I know of," Derek said. "A black eye. He said he tripped and hit his eye on a table. I didn't believe him, but I didn't push. I figured he was embarrassed about what really happened."

"Why didn't you believe him?" Eddie asked.

"Ryan is always careful," Derek informed her. "It's like he's afraid to walk. Like he's afraid he's going to mess up. I don't really believe he tripped but, it's something that can happen to the most careful person in the world, so I guess it happened to him."

Eddie nodded. "Has Ryan ever been injured at school or practice?"

"In P.E. and at practice, yes. Ryan's careful about everything except sports, and any other type of physical activity. He's a natural on the field, and in class," Derek told her. "Not sure about any other time he's in school. You'll have to ask the school nurse or his other teachers."

"Okay. What's the most serious injury Ryan has sustained in your class or at baseball practice?" Eddie asked.

"He's had bruises and cuts. Those are the only injuries he's gotten from my class or practice," Derek said.

Eddie nodded again. "Thank you for your time, Mr. Swin."

Derek smiled. "It was no problem, and, please, call me Derek."

Eddie smiled as well, and handed Derek her card. "Well, thank you, Derek, and if you remember anything else call the cell phone number."

Derek accepted the card. "Do I also call this number if I want to go out to drinks with you?"

Eddie's smile grew. "You can if you want."

"All right," Derek replied. "I'll see you around, Officer Janko."

"It's Eddie."

"Well, see you around, Eddie."

"Bye."

Derek walked toward the field, and Eddie stared after him. Then, she went into the building to sign out. After she signed out, she went to her car. On the way there, her conscience was screaming at her.

"What are you doing?! You have a boyfriend!" Eddie said to herself.

"Who's being an ass," she thought.

"Doesn't mean you should step out on him," she argued.

"I'm not stepping out on him," she responded. "I'm allowed to go out to have a drink with a friend."

"Yeah, 'cause that guy really wants to be just friends with you," she thought sarcastically.

Eddie groaned, and ran her hands over her face as she reached her car. She took a deep breathe, got in, then made her way home.

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Eddie opened her apartment door, and jumped.

"What the hell, Reagan?!" Eddie yelled. "You're lucky I don't have my weapon or I would've shot you." To Eddie's surprise Jamie had been sitting on the couch when she opened the door.

"Sorry," Jamie said. I didn't mean to scare you, but you haven't returned any of my calls or text."

"Well, there's a reason for that," Eddie told him bitterly as she put her purse down.

"I know you're mad, Eddie-" Jamie began.

"Mad is an understatement," Eddie interrupted.

Jamie shook his head. "Eddie, I told you the truth about your evidence. You tell me almost everyday that the truth hurts."

"Found one more thing Jamie Reagan's bad at," Eddie jabbed. "Apologizing."

"For what? Telling you your evidence won't hold up?" Jame asked hotly.

"You're really riding the jackass boat today," Eddie told him.

"I'm glad I can speak to you like an adult," Jamie retorted sarcastically.

"Why are you here, Jamie?" Eddie asked rudely.

"I came to ask you if you're investigating Promuse," Jamie said. "So are you?" he added.

"Why do you care?" Eddie answered with attitude.

"Just answer the question," Jamie ordered.

"Yes, I'm investigating him," Eddie said. "I want to know the truth."

"Well, you need to stop," Jamie told her.

"What?" Eddie said shocked and angry.

"You are not a detective, and you are going to step on someone's toes," Jamie warned.

"We investigated cases when we were partners. How is this any different?" Eddie questioned irritated.

"We weren't investigating a cop, Eddie," Jamie argued.

Eddie scoffed. "And you say you're not bias? You wouldn't be saying any of this if Promuse wasn't a cop."

"The worst place for a cop to be is in jail," Jamie defended himself. He was on the verge of yelling. "If Promuse catches wind of this, he won't be happy, and he'll be afraid. When people are afraid, they make stupid and irrational decisions."

"Jamie, I know that," Eddie said sharply. "But it's not going to stop me from doing my job."

"Come on, Eddie-" Jamie started annoyed.

"No, Jamie," Eddie said forcefully. "I am doing this, and nothing you say is going to change my mind. If you have nothing more to say, then get out. Come back when you want to apologize."

Jamie frowned, and headed to the door. "Fine," he called back. "But don't come running to me when you get yourself in a jam." He slammed the door behind him.

Eddie let out a frustrated huff. She knew she shouldn't have acted like she did when Jamie was talking about Promuse finding out about her investigation. She knew he was just concerned. She was still annoyed with him, though. She pushed all those thoughts away, and looked up directions to Richard Clark's apartment on her laptop. She would go to his place after tour tomorrow, and hear what he had to say.

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I'm not sure if Jamie and Eddie would be acting like this on the show if they were ever in this position. Please review, and tell me your thoughts!