Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon. If I did, season 1 and 2 would be waaaaaaaaaay longer. Oh yeah, and I totally ripped the plot off of an episode of Law and Order: SVU.

Ages-

Sora=24

TK=22

Davis=22

Anyone else, I'll explain on the way.

Oh yeah, Davis –may- be a little young for this job, but bear with me!

FLASHBACK:

Sora Takenouchi rubbed her arm, which was still a little sore from the beating. She scowled at her partner-no, ex partner, who was led out of the interrogation room in handcuffs.

The lieutenant sighed and looked through the one way mirror. "I can't believe it, one our best detectives and he does something like this."

"Doesn't matter, chief," Sora muttered, "what he did was inexcusable, even though he was drunk."

"I can't believe the DA almost let him off with just a slap on the wrist, and the witnesses almost didn't tell." The lieutenant replied.

"The world doesn't see black and white as much as we think," Sora said, sighing, "they only see green and blue."

The lieutenant thought over what Sora had just said, and nodded. Then he finally spoke up, "You'll be getting a new partner tomorrow morning, Takenouchi."

THE NEXT MORNING:


Sora sat on a chair in the lieutenant's office, one leg crossed over the other, waiting for the lieutenant and her new partner.

She was shocked when she saw the lieutenant walk in with a man who looked younger than she was, brown hair, and wearing goggles around his neck.

"What am I supposed to do now, babysit this kid so he can go swimming?" Sora inquired, raising an eyebrow. Her new partner smirked.

"Now Takenouchi, be nice," The lieutenant answered, "he is one of the most promising detectives this station has to offer."

Sora grumbled, not believing what she was hearing. 'Most promising' was the lieutenant's cover up for the word, 'newbie.'

She stood up, extending her hand. "Takenouchi."

The new detective grinned and shook it. "Motimoya."

'Wait a second,' Sora thought, her eyes widening a little bit. The hair, the goggles, it seemed all too familiar... "Davis?!"

Detective Motimoya blinked a little bit and it finally struck him. The red hair, the last name, those auburn eyes...

"Sora?!"

"I assume that you have read each other's resume?" The lieutenant asked, a little confused. The lieutenant got even more confused as Det. Takenouchi just grabbed Det. Motimoya in a bear hug, squeezing the air out of him.

"Nice...to...see...you...too!" Davis said.

"WOW! Davis, I'd NEVER expect to see you here!!" Sora said excitedly, still bear hugging him.

"What the hell is going on?" The lieutenant asked. "We were...childhood...friends!" Davis replied, choking a little bit.

"...This is going to get weird..." The lieutenant mumbled, shaking his head and walking out of the office.

END FLASHBACK

Sora Takenouchi sighed, pinning another photo onto the board. "I just don't get it..." she said, staring at the different photos of the different crime scenes. She stared at them long and hard, so focused on them that when her cell phone rang she nearly jumped out of her seats.

"Takenouchi, we have a situation over at 329 Brinneham Street, next to the Odaiba Elementary School," came a voice over the line.

"Okay lieutenant, I'll be there soon," Sora said, standing up to leave. She grabbed her coat and her car keys, heading to the car.

A few minutes later she arrived at the scene, the police tape making a barrier so that the crowd of onlookers wouldn't go in. Sora passed through the crowd and walked over to her partner, who was hunched over a body.

"Davis, what happened?" Sora asked, kneeling by him.

"John Smith, probably around our age... He was shot twice in the back. Slit in the throat... which was postmortem. Another man was found inside, shot once in the leg, but still breathing. He was taken to the hospital," Davis replied.

Postmortem means after death.

"How long has this guy been dead?"

"About an hour."

Sora nodded and looked at the body. He seemed so familiar, she couldn't quite place her hand on it. Davis scrunched up his nose at the smell and looked at Sora.

"Why'd they call SVU?" Sora inquired.

SVU means Special Victims Unit

"The other man was raped," Davis replied wearily, standing up and looking around. "What was this other guy's name?" Sora asked. "He was rushed over to the hospital so fast I didn't get to ask," Davis answered.

"Detectives," a police officer walked up to them, holding a plastic bag filled with weed.

"Hmm, let me guess," Davis said, looking at the bag, "the druggies got into the fight over the weed and it got ugly."

"Probably," the officer replied, looking at the corpse. "I've just come over to tell you the victim's identity was confirmed by an ID from inside the house. Matt Ishida, age twenty-four."

Sora's eyes widened and she took a step back, looking at the body again. This time she felt nauseous, and covered her mouth so that she wouldn't throw up.

"Something the matter, Detective?" the officer asked.

Davis was looking at the ground, shaking his head. "Matt... I always thought that he would grow up to be a famous singer..."

Sora turned around, tears welling in her eyes. She wanted to cry, but she couldn't. Two years on the job, hundreds of crime scenes, and she hadn't cried through any of them.

Davis sighed, and looked at the officer who still had a questionable look on his face. "He--," Davis said, "...was a friend."

"Takeru," Sora spoke up. "Excuse me?" The officer asked. He was getting confused.

"The man shot in the arm, was he blonde also like him? Cerulean blue eyes?" She inquired, silently hoping that the answer was no.

"Yes, Detective."

Sora felt like she needed to throw up again. Davis felt like he just got punched in the stomach.

"Come on Sora, let's go visit him..."

The car ride to the hospital was an odd one. Sora couldn't believe what had happened back there. Matt was dead, and TK was shot and raped. She sighed, looking down at her lap. "Sometimes I hate this job."

Davis blinked a little bit, keeping one hand on the wheel while the other one reached over to pat Sora on the back. He kept his eyes on the road. "Don't worry Sora, even though it's too late for Matt... TK is still alive, and we'll do our best to make sure that nothing like this ever happens again to him."

"Nothing like this WILL EVER happen to Takeru again," Sora said angrily, pulling away from Davis and staring at the car handle. Davis sighed and put his other hand on the wheel.

'Damn it TK,' Davis thought, 'you were supposed to be better than me. You were supposed to have everything, the better family, the better athletic ability, the girl,' he paused, thinking about Kari, and continued, 'everything that you did and do was supposed to be better than me; and look what happened now.'

"Davis, watch it!" Sora screamed. Davis got so into his thinking that he didn't realize that he almost got struck a pedestrian on the sidewalk, but luckily Sora grabbed onto the wheel and swerved the car just in time.

"Assholes!" the person screamed out.

"Sorry!" Sora rolled down the window and yelled back. Davis mumbled and continued driving, more careful this time, until they got to the hospital.

"Yup, DNA confirms it. Takeru Takaishi, twenty two years old. His blood has significant traces of gamma hydroxybutyric acid." The doctor began.

Davis drawled, "...GHB..."

Sora paled, "The Date Rape Drug."

The doctor shook her head in disdain and continued, "He can talk, but has to rest every once in a while."

Sora and Davis nodded. "Can we go see him?" Sora inquired. "Yes," the doctor replied, "he's over in room 89B."

While Davis and Sora walked through the hall, Davis whispered, "You know, Sora... I think that we shouldn't tell TK our real name." He took off his goggles and put them into his coat pocket.

"Why not?" Sora asked, continuing her walking.

"There are certain things you won't tell a friend..." Davis answered.

"...and those things you might be able to tell a stranger," Sora finished, arriving in front of the room.

"Are you ready?" Davis asked, reaching for the doorknob. "Yep," Sora replied. Davis turned the knob and opened the door.

"Hello Mr. Takaishi, I'm Detective uh, Gill," Davis said, flashing his badge for a quick second. His jaw nearly dropped when he saw his old friend. His blonde hair, so much more messy than it was nearly twelve years ago. His eyes, the eyes that once held that shimmer of hope, no longer held that shine. His skin was much more pale. He was so thin, and it was obvious to anyone that he hadn't had any sleep for a while.

"I'm Detective Onell," Sora said, flashing her badge for a quick second also, although, she was so nervous about speaking to him that she accidentally threw it to the floor. Davis shook his head as Sora scrambled to get it, but it had slid under a counter. Davis knelt down and reached under the counter, getting her badge back.

"Thanks Da-Gill," Sora said, putting her badge back into her pocket. She then grabbed a chair and sat next to TK, who was staring at the wall. "Hi... Takeru," Sora stammered out, reaching out to ruffle his hair.

TK pulled away harshly. Sora gulped and nearly started crying again. Davis walked over next to Sora and looked at TK.

"Mr. Takaishi, can you tell us what happened?" Davis inquired. The awkward silence seemed to last for hours, until Davis spoke up, "Mr. Takaishi?"

"I don't remember," came TK's reply. His voice was hoarse and cracked. "Well, what can you remember?" Davis asked, resisting the urge to bawl like a baby at his old friend/friendly rival's situation.

"I just... went over to visit Matt... and... someone grabbed me from behind. I can't remember anything... after that... It blurred out... and then...I woke up... I just saw Matt on the ground..." TK said unemotionally. He looked coldly at Sora and continued, "Then I called the police, and I think I fainted... When I woke up, I was here."

Davis took a seat and sat down. He knew TK was in emotional shock, such was the case for many other male rape survivors.

"Don't worry, sweetie," Sora said, receiving an icy glare from TK because she called him 'sweetie', "...Mr. Takaishi, we will do our best to find whoever did this to you, and put that person behind bars."

"Yeah, right... you policemen are so helpful..." TK said in a monotone voice, looking away from Sora.

"Mr. Takaishi, are you taking any special medication... or drugs?" Davis inquired, not believing that he was asking TK, probably one of the most healthful people he's grown up with.

"No."

"Out of all the cases I've done, this is the hardest," Sora said as soon as they left the room and closed the door.

"Detectives," the doctor said rushing up to them. "I forgot to mention to you earlier that there was also methylamphetamine and cocaine in his blood."

Davis muttered, "MDMA? What, so this rapist gave him Ecstasy, then the Date Rape Drug and cocaine just to make sure he wouldn't squeal?"

The doctor shook her head. "No. The estimated time of the consummation of the Date Rape Drug was two hours ago. It seems that Ecstasy, Cocaine, and other unknown drugs have been in his system for a while."

"...He lied to us..." Sora murmured, standing there in shock. Davis looked at his partner, a blank look on his face. "We'll find out what happened, Sora. We'll find out why he's like this."