Hi guys ! I'm so so so sorry for the delay ! Oh gosh ! As I said before, I have one beta that can help me with my French / English translation and she was really busy in recent months. Myself, I finished translating this fic but I am not bilingual and I really don't want to publish with many fault and error, so I prefer to wait before publishing (I want that the chapter was clean for you :)) I hope you enjoy this chapter !

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Backed into the corner

Dickson wasn't saying anything. No shouts, no insults. However you could see the depth of the disappointment in his eyes. He thought these young recruits would do well despite their bullheadedness and thoughtless actions, but unfortunately he was wrong to trust them.

"You aren't shouting. "Asked Jenko.

"No."

"No insult ? No nothing ? " Pressed Schmidt.

"I'm just going to fire you. "

Dickson had just told them they could take their business and leave. Worst of all was how calm he was when saying it. The two police officers knew if he wasn't the one grilling them out, the chief Hardy would gladly do the honors.

Jenko, followed by Schmidt left the office to get their stuff without a word. They felt the stares of the other team members, both of pity and indifference. In the end they were feeling good her in the Korean Church. The girls maybe never stopped teasing them, but always in good nature. Jenko put his belongings in a box that was strangely there.

"Will you be ok ? "He looked up to see Fugazy in front of him, leaning against his desk, her face concerned.

"We messed up, how do you want me to be all right ? "Jenko continued packing his things. He didn't like the way she was flirting with him since the beginning of the mission.

The blonde gently placed her hand on his arm and lowered her face to talk quietly.

"Want to come at mine's tonight ? "

Fugazy had left her numbers on his desk since day one, with a not spelling "call me". However Jenko had never used it. The only time it had crossed his mind Erik had been there to dissolve it.

"No, that's ok, plus I have to go get my stuff from Schmidt's parents. "

The blonde's shoulders sagged, then she got up to continue her activities.

Jenko and Schmidt went out simultaneously from Jump Street. Without looking the other, they went opposite directions. Even if the last still wanted to try to talking, Jenko was too stubborn to hear anything. And the stubborn one was thinking that Schmidt wouldn't want to make a move anyway.

Same fools.

Once in his car, Jenko sighed. It had been two days since the theather incident and Erik had been harassing him for the past four. He wasn't answering.

From Erik:

"What is this bullshit rumor that you got yourself fired ? "

From Erik:

"Were you really fired, you asshole ? "

From Erik:

"We need to see each other ..."

From Erik:

"Please, Brad ! »

From Erik:

"..."

From Erik:

"Fuck you McQuaid ! Call me back ! »

But Jenko wasn't a coward. He started his car headed to Erik's. Seeing the time, the other was most likely at home. Jenko just hoped he was not with his bunch of friends.

He parked, looked around and walked towards the gate, but instead of ringing the bell to make himself known, he reached the young man on his phone.

"Brad ! You bastard ! Why the fuck are you only calling back now ?! "Erik replied without letting the first ring tone.

"Calm down, we need to see each other. "

"Of course we do ! " Jenko could hear his sigh of relief "Where are you ? "

"In front of your ..."

The line went dea. Jenko barely had the time to be startled that the door opened on an angry Erik. He pulled Jenko to him, closed the gate to push the unceremoniously against the wall.

Jenko let him do what he wanted. Stay calm and finish this quickly was his mantra:

"You get yourself fired from highschool and no longer give me news ? Why the hell would you do that ? "Started Erik irritated, completely bystepping any salutations.

Jenko looked to the side, inwardly taking a breath. Erik's tone was borderline.

"From what I could see you had a good laugh with it," he replied earnestly.

Erik stepped back a little surprised.

"You were just ridiculous. "Said the younger, face closed. "And Doug ? "

"Doug! If you want news from your best friend ask him yourself. Fuck you Erik I'm not here for that ! »

Jenko ran a hand in his hair. He didn't think saying this would make him this uncomfortable. This relationship had meant more than he thought.

"You and me are over." He dropped out of the blue.

Erik stared at him, not understanding:

« What ! »

"You heard me well. "

Silence followed, before Erik started shouting again :

"You fucking asshole, are you fucking kidding me ? I just broke up with Molly for you ! And now you're leaving me ? Don't you dare tell me you can't assume us or something the likes ? "

Erik was shouting now, waving his arms:

"I ..."

"Don't you dare ! " Jenko warned him by pointing Erik by the finger.

Erik frowned before laughing hateful way.

"Were you seriously thinking I was going to say that I love you ? How could I even like a bastard like you ! How could I even imagine that I had finally found a good guy! Little piece of... "

Jenko stay silent about this surge of anger and rage. Did he really deserve all of this?

He knew he had screwed up and on many points, but he thought Erik would take this well. As well as it could be, Erik and him hadn't commit to anything. Had they ?

The officer observed the boy in front of him. He sensed that there was something else.

" What's wrong ?" He asked after a moment.

Erik showed his back to him and stopped talking. Silence again before the youngest started to speaking :

"Why do you care ? Get out if you have nothing more to say."

The indifference in Erik's voice hit a string in the officer. There really seemed to be something wrong with the younger one. A single break-up should not go to this extent right ? Well, now who cares? Jenko was no longer a part of Jump Street. He had been fired from Saigon High, his unit and now his former boyfriend's house. He looked back once at Erik's back before leaving. The temptation hugging the other boy was becoming too strong.

Damnit, he had really screwed things up.

Once in his car, he violently hit the steering wheel. Why was this all happening to him ? All because he was jealous of Schmidt, because they hadn't given him as much credit as his teammate.

Jenko hadn't liked that he was undermined like that, it had been a blox to his ego and now he was paying the consequences. They had often told him in high school that he was hotheaded, he always did things as he wanted. And going to the police academy, he wanted to prove to everyone that he was worth better than that. He was a wall of muscles but he was also brains. He wasn't a genius like Schmidt but he did have some up there.

He really did everything to make this mission a success, taping Erik's phone was a success ... half success ... but still a success and what he get in return: nothing.

He had wanted to make it up to the head Hardy for the release of Domingo and his gang. He had wanted to make it up to Schmidt for what he had done to him all those years. He also wanted to prove to his father that he was a man who could succeed.

But most of all, he wanted to prove to himself he was a good man. And again, he had failed.

And what about Erik ...

He needed him quickly out of his mind. This too, he had screwed up. On one side he was relieved he would not be the one to handcuff the younger later on, but knowing that he would end up in prison was bothering him still.

"Fuck it !"

He still had to get his things from the Schmidts.

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Annie tried somehow to pledge for her son. She apologized to Jenko and tried to convince him to stay, in vain. Jenko, as much as he liked his teammate's parents couldn't afford to stay. Everything was over.

"He feels guilty you know, but he is as stubborn as a rock." Said Annie gently accompanying Jenko to the exit.

"I know. Dont' be to harsh on him too." He took in his arms the woman who welcomed him these last months. Thanking her and apologizing for all the problems that he had caused her. Like the party fiasco. It actually happened already 5 months ago. 5 months he hooked up with Erik ...

Jenko took his things and walked to his car. He raised his head to Annie yelling at Schmidt on the first floor while pointing him.

A moment after that, Schmidt was runningr towards him, probably to apologize. Jenko put his bags in his car before turning to his teammate :

"You know, what I think is crazy is that I thought we were real brothers in the end." But the smallest barely had the time to say two or three words that Erik's car appeared. He was driving and next to him was Amir. Jenko frowned and glanced toward Schmidt surprised:

"Get in" said with a firm but anxious voice the young dealer.

"Why should I ?" Said Jenko defiantly.

"Get in the fucking car" Erik yelled.

"Not until you ask nicely. "Jenko still had resentment towards Erik, he did sit through a barrel of insults for no reason.

He saw the young man throw him a side look before swallowing difficulty and saying a "Please." Schmidt gladly got in the car and encouraged Jenko to do the same.

However, in 5 months, Jenko had begun to know Erik and something was wrong. What was that feeling this afternoon before he left? He had never seen him like that, so worried, anxious and on the defensive. And the way he spoke to them, had he finaly discover they were not Brad and Doug McQuaid ?

Jenko glanced toward the visor, and crossed Erik's black look.

I wanted the scene between Erik and Jenko to not be overly dramatic. All this anger is justified ... Well. However, I'm glad I wanted to show Jenko's sense of guilt. For me, it's not just Mr. muscles, he's more than that and it has not shown enough in the movie #TeamJenko