Jr. managed to find Jack's apartment, but hesitated outside of the door before he knocked. Jack and him were nothing but inseparable through college, and Jack was even happy for him and Kirsten when they were together. And even though on that last day before graduation they had had a fight, he still remembered all of the good times they had had together. He shook his and sighed. But no matter how many good times they had, he couldn't ignore what he did to him with Kirsten now and in the past. He then knocked and he didn't expect what stood before him. Back in college, Jack was the all-round popular blond haired, blue eyed, muscular jock that made the ladies swoon all around him like flies, and now what stood before him was a dirty long haired blond, grayish eyed, kind of chubby looking scumbag.

"Yeah, what do you want?" Jack said, taking a sip of a beer he hand in his hand.

"Uh, Jack, do you know who I am?" Jr. replied.

Jack squinted at him. "And why I would I know that?"

Jr. realized he was obviously a little plastered, and started to grow impatient. "Look harder."

Jack looked at him a few moments and gasped. "John? Little John Clark Jr.?! From college?! Whoa, I almost didn't recognize you with your pretty boy looks. You sure have changed."

Jr. nodded. "It's nice to see you again, Jack."

"Dude, what the hell are you doing here?! I thought we hated each other."

"Well, in a matter of speaking one more than the other," he mumbled.

"So what the hell brings you buy, then?"

Jr. sighed and got out his badge. "For this."

"My god, are you a-"

"A detective with the NYPD."

"A what?! Since when did you like playing cop?"

"Since after college. You see, I wanted to do something that mattered in my life, and I've always had a great respect for what my father did, so I decided to go to the police academy after graduation. And here I am."

"Touching story. So what the hell do you want with me? I thought we weren't friends anymore."

"This isn't personal. It's business."

"What do you mean? I ain't done nothin' wrong."

"Does Kirsten ring a bell to you?"

"Kirsten? You mean your old-"

"Yeah. And your ex-wife."

"Ah, look man, I never wanted to make you even more mad, it's just that I couldn't help it, me and Kirsten had something special, and I-"

"Look, right now, I don't care. I'm just here to ask you why you won't leave her alone. And why you're threatening to kill her."

"Did she tell you that? Because she's lying."

"Look, it doesn't matter how I found out, I just want you to stop, or the next time I see you, you're going to be talking to me behind bars. Understood?"

"Aw, John, would you do that to a friend?"

"If they did something wrong, yes. But of course you're not a friend. And I know that she has a restraining order against you. So you had better follow it, or you're going to be in big trouble. You understand me?"

"Clearly," he replied, getting up in his face, which made Jr. almost pass out from the strong beer smell.

"Good."

He then turned around to leave and slammed the door behind him, soon hearing Jack open it and start to yell at him. "You know, you've changed! You're not the fun loving prankster that you used to be in college. In fact, you make me sick!!"

Jr. sighed. "That makes two of us." **

A couple days later, Jr. was working at his desk, when Kirsten ran in, upset. "John?"

Jr. looked up and wanted to pound his fist through a wall when he saw her. She now had a black eye, and some cuts on her face that went along with her bruise on her arm.

"Did he do this to you?" he said, going over to her.

She nodded. "And he said that no one, not even you can protect me. And that the next time I said anything to you, that he would kill me."

"Allright, stay here. Uh, John, could you maybe take her to the pokey, and get her a blanket and some coffee?"

John nodded. "Sure thing, detective."

He then led her out of the room, and Andy entered wondering what happened. "Hey, isn't that that girl you told me about, and who was in here the other day?"

"Yeah."

"So your friend- or uh, your old friend, didn't back off I presume."

Jr. shook his head. "No. And she said that he even threatened to kill her next time if she said anything else to me about him. But I think this time he won't be able to reach her when I get done with him."

"Look, I'm coming along."

"No, Andy, you-"

"Look, we're friends and partners. We help each other. So I'm going to help you with this, allright?"

"Fine. Let's go." **