The Sock

Chapter 5 – Good Cop, Bad Cop

Disclaimer: Between the last chapter and now, I bought out Special Unit 2. Yeah, right. Same deal: not mine.

Spoilers: The Grain

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The next morning:

"Where are we headed today?" Kate asked as they put on their coats to go out.

"I know a pesky little link that might help us in finding the Kleptaraiment." Nick informed her. "Hey, you got any leads on 'Bob'?"

"Nothing. When I asked the guy down the hall about the card he looked at me like I was some kind of nut. Now he thinks I'm stalking him. I swear, if he gets a restraining order on me, I'm just going to give up."

"Relax. That last time wasn't your fault. If that guy had really known you, he never would have gotten that court order. No big deal." They headed to the car.

Kate rolled her eyes. "Easy for you to say. I'm sure you're used to that." She paused, wondering if it was a good idea to ask her next question. "How's everything going with Nancy?" There was almost an edge in her voice.

Nick didn't seem to notice. (A/N: he never does) "Great. Really great." He grinned. I think this is going to work out wonderfully."

Kate wanted to smack him. For bragging about his love life, she told herself. (Psych student's note: defense mechanism. ;) )

"Here we are." Nick got out of the car. 'Here' turned out to be an old abandoned building.

"Huh. Who's here to talk to?"

"What," Nick corrected her. "Meet Dave, the Poltervent. Better known as the thing that makes spooky horror movie noises in air vents."

Kate looked confused. "I thought that was the wind."

"Give credit where credit is due," piped up a gusty voice. "It is because of me that Hollywood learned how to make ghosts scary. Me. Singlehandedly. So I don't want to hear you spouting that gossip about the wind. Got that lady?"

"Um. Yeah. Sure."

"And just for that-don't expect to get any sleep tonight. You got any good windows?"

"Dave," Nick interrupted. "We're here because we want to know about the Kleptaraiment. I got word that the two of you might be traveling in the same airways. You know anything about that?"

"I might." Pause. "What's in it for me?"

Nick frowned as if he were concentrating. "I'll make you a deal. You tell me what you know about the Klept, and I don't blow your underevolved ass into next Tuesday." He pulled out his gun, complete with red ammo.

"You can't do that."

"You better tell him," Kate offered. "He'll do it. I've tried to stop him before, but last time someone tried to get that gun away from him, he dislocated the guy's HEAD. So I really don't feel like getting in the middle of this."

"But you're a cop."

"He's also insane. But I don't care. It's your neck. That is, if you HAVE a neck."

Nick aimed. "Alright, alright. I passed him at the corner of 57th and Lincoln. He was headed to the. . .um, Northwest Apartments. Okay?"

"Northwest Apartments?" Kate repeated. I've heard of that. "Jonathan!"

"We've got to warn him. We can't let him do the laundry, it could drive him over the edge. Let's go back to HQ."

Nick pulled out his phone. "Hey, Nancy! Yeah, great. Absolutely." He smiled broadly. "Yeah, we're headed back to HQ right now. Alright, bye. Kate, seat belt."

Kate was staring straight ahead at the dashboard, not thinking of anything in particular.

"Kate, seat belt."

` She was snapped back to reality. "Huh? Oh, yeah." She fastened her seat belt and they started for HQ.

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Ooooh, gettin' juicy!

Questions that may or may not be answered soon (I really don't know, I'm making it up as I go along. ;) )

~Will they get to Jonathan in time to save him from the Klept?

~Why didn't they just CALL Jonathan?

~Will Bob be revealed?

~When does Kate get to beat the crap out of Nancy? (We all know she wants to – evil laughter.)

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