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"So what's going on with you and The Mrs?" Puck asked leaning forward, his lips just inches from Finns ear.

"I don't know what your referring to?" Finn responsed quietly.

"Come on" Puck encouraged.

"I don't want to talk about that right now" Finn said looking around the bar.

"I'm your best friend, I know you, you've got the look."

Finn simply shot him a 'let it go' look and turned back to his drink. It was another Saturday night at Jed's. Finn didn't spend nearly as much time down here as Puck but Rachel had taken over the house with one of her damn girl parties, trying to sell overpriced shit to her girlfriends. Which Finn was shocked to find out she had quite a few of. And Rachel was pretty good at selling playing hostess. Lularoe, Mary Kay, Avon, Partylight, Pampered Chef, it seemed like some woman was always selling some crap. Add to that the book clubs, aerobics classes, the fucking neighborhood watch and other shit like that she was fully emerged. He was pretty sure a lot of it was Mercedes Evans influence since the women was pretty hooked up socially. Oh the joys of being a suburban housewife.

According to Rachel it seemed like many of the housewives of Lima had marijuana and prescription drug habits. She said it was to help them get through 'the monotony of their repressed existences', or whatever. To be completely honest, Rachel was making a lot of money off these ladies and Finn was nothing but impressed. Dealing out of the house seemed like a bad idea at first but Rachel was very discreet. Rachel said her biggest obsticle was to successfully do what she did without getting caught by Mercedes who was a huge activist in the anti drug movement.

"Awe come on brother, I can see it in your eyes. Your getting it in aren't you?" Puck smirked running his tongue along his lips lewdly.

Finn hissed at him "Seriously?"

Finn looked around the bar as if to remind Puck what kind of company they were in. To be honest it was louder than shit in here between the music the DJ was spinning and the shouting but they could not be to careful. They always made sure to use adjectives instead of names to not get caught up.

"Fine, fine..." Puck said bringing his whiskey to his lips.

Finn wasn't sure how Puck spent night after night in this bar but he suddenly realized he got the sweet end of the deal. The chief could easily have reversed their roles, especially knowing that Finn and Rachel didn't get along. Puck was good at being gritty though most likely because of his less than law abiding past. Puck was dealing with some real serious shit, running drugs and weapons, all over Western Ohio. This was a dangerous job and one that was easy to get sucked into. Finn couldn't say how many stories he had heard coming through the academy of good cops going bad, of them getting pulled into the criminal lifestyle. To be honest, he understood it; he, Puck and Rachel were making A LOT of money right now with relative ease. Money that they would have to turn over to the Bureau as soon as this case ended.

"Let's get out of here" Puck said suddenly getting fidgety.

Apparently business was slow tonight, or maybe it was something else. Finn had that feeling in his gut that something was off. He looked around the bar but didn't seen anything out of the ordinary. It was always the same dingy people, drinking the same drinks and having the same conversations. He was more than happy to get the fuck out of the bar so he had no complaints at Puck's suggestion.

To be honest, Finn wanted nothing more than to go back home and plow Rachel. He knew that sounded completely lewd but they had been all over each other for the last week and it had been dynamite. He was completely overwhelmed with his emotions when he was around her, it was like he just could not get enough. And it was the same for her apparently because she was just as quick to jump him.

"Where the fuck is the car?" Puck asked getting agitated his voice cutting into Finns thoughts.

The parking lot was a jam packed dirt patch with no lines or lights, you just kind of stuck your car where you could put it. Finn shrugged, he was pretty sure it wasn't his job to watch it.

"I didn' know it was my turn to watch it" Finn said, he wasn't sure what the damn hurry was, they would find the car.

"De Luca" Finn heard a voice behind him as they were squeezing through a line of tightly packed cars.

Puck was slightly a head of him, having finally found his Camero. Both men turned towards the voice and Puck hesitated for a moment. There was a group of three men standing near the entrance to the bar. Finn had no idea who they were so he bent down pretending to tie his shoe, removing his glock from it's holster and sliding it into the back of his jeans as he stood. Finn could feel Puck suddenly tense beside him, Finn shot a questioning look but Puck only continued to look forward.

"A word?" the apparent leader said.

He was a tall, slim black man with rippling muscles and shortly cropped hair. He was well dressed, to well dressed to be going to a place like Jed's. Finn knew suits and even from this distance, by the light of the moon, he knew the one this man wore was expensive. His natural instincts were shooting warnings to every part of his body yet beside him Puck seemed calm. Puck and Finn walked back the way they came through the mess of cars towards the three men, Finn trailing Puck slowly.

"What do you want Niko" Puck hissed.

"A word, alone?"

"No. This is my brother-in-law and he stays?" Puck said a threatening edge to his voice.

"Do you think that's a wise decision" he started "considering everything."

"He knows the game" Puck began.

"Don't worry about me" Finn finally spoke.

Niko just looked at him turning to the two men on his sides and spoke quickly in Italian. Finn made a note to himself that he should probably learn some of the language.

"How's business?" Puck taunted.

"You think your funny?"

"Do you?" Puck responded and Finn shot him a look telling him to cool off "Like I said before, what do you want?"

"You guys think you can just run up in here and poach my business and my product De Luca?" Niko stepped at them.

He was close to Finn's height but not taller, he had a leaner frame than Finn as well. He pushed his suit jacket back as he stepped forward revealing a hand gun tucked safely into a shoulder holster. Puck lifted his shirt revealing the pearl handle of his own gun tucked into the front of his jeans. Finn shook his head, leave it to Puck to get into a shitting match in a dark parking with shit visibility. He twisted his arm behind his back and rested it against the butt if his Glock. The two men stared each other down for a minute so Finn took inventory of the two other men quickly. They were shorter than him but still over 6' and both bulky. They wore simple black suits and had guns on their hips. Finn ran his eyes over their features committing everything to memory in case he needed it later.

"Seemed like business was ripe for the taking. Customer satisfaction is the number one rule of any business Niko" Puck finally spoke again.

"I'm not Scotty, Mancini has no hold over me." Niko said punching Puck hard in the stomach. "You're messing with the wrong guy."

Puck bent over in pain, gasping as he clutched his gut as Niko continued speaking "The weapons business is my business and you can tell fucking Mancini or whoever you answer to, that I'm coming for him next. I am sick and tired of his fucking juicehead boys coming in here and fucking with my clientele. I'm even more tired of him intercepting my product"

"The fuck man?" Puck spit out as one of his men swung at him as he stood hitting him hard enough to split his lip, blood trickled down his chin.

"This is your only warning DeLuca. Looks like maybe you should get some protection, if your so valuable and all?"

"Your threatening me?" Puck was pissed now and he flew forward slamming his fist hard into Niko's face.

Niko's men jumped on Puck, pulling him off their boss as he continued to swing at empty air. Finn stepped forward but didn't act. Puck elbowed the one on the left hard to the chest and the man fell to the ground. Niko raised a finger to his nose, looking at the blood he came away with for a moment. This was getting out of hand, Finn knew that it was usually best to just let these things play out but this was his boy. Puck was struggling with the other guy as they shoved and hit.

"Enough" Finn shouted and they all froze, as if they had just realized he was still even there.

"Excuse me?" Niko said turning his attention on Finn. "Who are you again?"

Finn walked towards Niko kicking the guy on the ground hard in the ribs as he tried to get back up. Finn knew that kicking a guy when he was down was a cheap shot but they were out numbered.

"Doesn't really matter" he began "You have a problem with Mancini, take it up with Mancini. Or better yet if you want your clients back, maybe you should earn them back instead of continuing to sell them crappy guns at shitty prices. Maybe Mancini and my brother in law here are poaching your business because they simply have better merchandise. And more class apparently."

Niko laughed for a second before lunging at Finn, hitting him hard. Finn stumbled backwards at the sheer force of the other man, landing on the hood of a car, setting off the alarm. Niko swung and connected with the side of Finn's face, Finn knew that he would probably have a black eye tomorrow but there was nothing he could fucking do about that now.

"Maybe you should worry about that pretty little wife of yours" Niko said evenly hovering above Finn. "I know who you are. I'm not stupid."

"What did you just fucking say?" Finn pushed him off him.

"You think I didn't know exactly who you were Chris Monticello? Your wife's a cute little thing, brunette right?"

"The Fuck?"

"I always thought it was about who you know in life Mr. Monticello. Seems like your brother in law here runs with a rough crowd."

"Stay away from my wife" Finn stepped closer to the man.

"She is quite the looker isn't she, bet she's great in the sack too" Niko was staring straight into Finn's eyes, neither men backing down.

"You so much as look at her, I will kill you" Finn said sliding his hand behind him and gripping his gun.

"Oh yeah?" Niko laughed.

Finn whipped his arm around hitting the man with the butt of his gun "Yeah."

Finn and Puck stumbled into the house, Puck was gripping his ribs and walking with a limp, Finn trying to hold him up. Finn was much less worse for wear but his eye was already turning ugly shades of purple. A streak of blood ran down his cheek from his cheekbone, Niko had a pretty impressive ring on. Rachel came into the kitchen doorway, took one look at them and ran full force in their direction.

"What the hell happened?"

"Had a little run in with Niko Sardi" Puck said "I need to sit down."

Rachel and Finn helped him into the living room and laid him out on the couch, both of them sitting across from him on the coffee table. Rachel pulled Puck's shirt off and looked at the ugly bruise snaking across his abdomen.

"Sardi's an arms dealer, based out of NY, what the hell is he doing here?" Rachel asked.

"You know about Sardi?" Finn asked.

"Yeah, he supplies arms for a lot of hate groups and gangs. Mostly deals with automatic, military grade weapons and illegal ammunition. We've been trying to nail him for years but he moves around a lot, we've traced him in NY, Chicago, Boston, LA, Houston and Atlanta in the past year. Likes to sell overpriced guns to stupid kids, he has pretty much helped fuel the gang violence in NY."

"Apparently he's running a game out of Cleveland now" Puck said touching a finger to his swollen lip.

Rachel swatted his hand away as her way of telling him not to touch it.

"Makes sense. Sardi is pretty predictable, he goes to the market he wants, set's up a web of people running shit for him and when he's satisfied they can handle it he goes back to NY. What does that have to do with you though?" She questioned

"Mancini has been poaching his business and intercepting his supply. We've been making weekly runs to Dayton and Cleveland to try and shut down his business in Ohio. Mancini doesn't want him operating around here." Puck began.

"Because he want's complete control of the area, from what I had researched Anthony is kind of the black sheep of the Mancini family, there is not a lot about him and for Mafia his criminal record is less than impressive."

"Right, for Mancini this is about proving himself" Puck said his voice barely above a whisper.

"Apparently the Mancini family has made it a personal goal to shut Sardi down for some reason. I don't know much of the details but from what I've heard they have been poaching his business in NY and across all of Jersey as well" Finn said.

"And Sardi won't concede to that" Rachel said

"Of course not and Sardi doesn't want the Mafia in his backyard" Finn continued.

"Because they have more power than him. Makes sense really. The Mancini's are controlling the drug trade, arms, money laundering and even prostitution." Puck finished.

"So he was sending a message to Mancini" Rachel said

"Through me" Puck finished

"What I don't understand is why you, I mean have you ever even actually met Mancini? Your low ball, new on the chain. There are much more important people in that web."

"No" Puck tried to stretch out "but I doubt that Sardi would know that. With the amount that my name gets thrown around, Sardi probably thinks I'm Mancini's right hand guy."

"Impressive" Rachel said looking at Puck intensely.

"This groundwork has been laid for awhile. I've been working this family for years."

Rachel sighed, looking at her boys, "let's get you guys cleaned up a little."

She rose to her feet and started to go get first aid supplies when Finn stopped her.

"Rach wait" he said grabbing her wrist lightly.

"What" she looked at him so innocently for that moment he forgot she was a badass FBI agent and he just saw this beautiful, fragile woman, his woman.

"Rachel, you should know, he threatened you. I need you to be diligent, make sure you carry your weapon with you everywhere and…" he trailed off.

"I'll be okay Finn" she smiled "I have my spider sense on high."

"I know, I know, it's just….. This guy is serious and he won't think twice about getting to Puck through you."

She squeezed his hand and smiled at him "trust me Finn, I got this."

She turned to leave the room and Puck rolled his head to the side looking at Finn "You are totally hitting that."

Finn stuck out his middle finger, first flipping Puck off then poking his ribcage, Puck yelped in pain as Finn smirked at him.

"Asshole" Puck gasped

The only strip club in Lima was on the far outskirts of town, past the projects of Lima Heights, and of course ran by the Mancini family. It was seedy to put it nicely, the décor was awful, the music staticy, the smell ripe and the girls worn by life. Finn immediately felt like he needed a shower the minute he walked in the door. It was smoky and smelled like desperation and incense, the music was loud pounding in his ears. He made his way slowly to the bar, looking lazily at the stage beside him. The girl circling the pole had a great body but that was about it, her face was scary, to put it nicely. He shuttered and turned back to the bartender "I'm looking for Britney."

"You and everyone else" the tough girl behind the bar said.

Finn rolled his eyes, he really wasn't in the mood to play games. The bartender stood staring at him with a raised eyebrow. He sighed, slipped her a 20 and ordered a beer. He felt a hand on his bicep and turned to see a young women gripping his arm. He tried to shake her off but she just held on.

"You're a big fella, aren't you?" he noticed she had 3 teeth visible in her mouth "Why don't you let me give you the special treatment."

"No thanks" he said standing and squeezing past her.

"Hey" the bartender shouted back "she's in room 3."

Finn nodded his head in approval and headed towards the back rooms. They were supposed to be used for lap dances but he could imagine much more illegal activities were going on back here. He slipped into room three and saw a beautiful blond sitting on the loveseat. She was wearing a tiny leopard print dress, her hair long and wavy, the shoes at the bottom of her painfully long legs looked like torture devices. She was stunning, unlike the majority of the girls who worked here.

"Where's Puckerman" she asked once he had shut the door and she had turned the music up painfully loud.

"He got into a little disagreement last night at Jed's."

"Sardi?" She asked uncrossing and re-crossing her legs

"Yeah. How did you know?"

She shrugged "he okay?"

"He has some bruised ribs but he'll be okay" Finn said crossing the room and sitting next to her.

"That sounds like Puckerman, he always bounces back" she laughed putting a hand on Finn's knee.

"How did you know it was Sardi really?"

"We had gotten a bulletin that he was in the area. From what we could figure there is some grey area between him and Mancini but they haven't pinpointed exactly what that is yet."

"So this isn't just some coincidence?"

"No, I don't think so"

She reached down and pulled a manila envelope from between the cushions of the couch and handed it to him. He opened it and sifted through the papers quickly and smiled before standing to slip it into his back pocket.

"All the information Agent Berry wanted is in there, as well as any new information the Bureau has come across that will help your case."

"The information you have on Sardi too?"

"Of course, you guys need to be completely informed."

"So tell me Agent Pierce, how did you get stuck doing this gig" Finn looked at her sympathetically.

She stood on her impossibly high shoes and spun around in her tiny little dress. Running an arm down her body as if she needed to emphasize her amazing figure even more.

"Plus I play dumb really well" she laughed.

He took a moment to take in her form because no matter how much he loved Rachel he was still a guy and sometimes you just had to appreciate a piece of artwork.

"Agent Hudson" she called out as he started to leave "You guys stay safe and tell Puckerman I'll see him in 2 weeks."

"You too Agent Pierce" he smiled