A/N: I stayed home sick today, and I didn't have to work, so I figured I could type up another chapter for you. :o)

DISCLAIMER: once again, don't own it. for shame. :o(

Chapter III: What's Gonna Happen To Jumpstreet?

Unsure of how to react to what the officers had just told him. Hanson looked down at his feet and covered his mouth with his hand. He was used to death. That was his job. People died everyday. Sooner or later it was bound to happen to you or someone you knew.

"We've found that it was a hit and run. A witness saw the other car drive away and wrote down the license plate number. We found the guy about 7:00 this morning."

"We think alcohol was involved. We're waiting for the blood tests to be returned."

"Was it...was it Jenko?" Hanson stuttered.

"That was drunk?" Hanson nodded. "No. Jenko did everything correctly. He was in no way guilty of anything." Hanson bit his lip and nodded again.

"Should we call the other officers from the program for you?"

"No. No, it would look too suspicious if we pulled all three of them from class at the same time. I--ah...I'll let them know when they get back." Hanson's voice was eerily calm as he thanked the officers and let them out. He leaned his forehead against the closed door and thought about what had just happened. Jenko. Dead. The words didn't fit together in a sentence. It didn't make sense. He checked the clock. 2:00. One and a half hours until Ioki and Penhall would return. Three and a half until Hoffs got back if she had cheerleading practice again. That would be better, Hanson decided. It would stink having to repeat the news more than once, but it would be better having Ioki and Penhall already informed when they told her. They could all comfort her then.

Hanson went to his desk and picked up his slinky again. And there he stayed, lost in his thoughts until Penhall returned.

"Tommy! Where's Jenko?!" Penhall demanded the second he walked in. Hanson looked up to answer, almost said 'office', then stopped himself, taking a deep breath and looking down at his feet again. "Hellooo? Hanson? Anybody in there Tommy Boy?" Penhall said, snapping his fingers in front of Hanson's nose.

"Yeah...sorry..."

"Well, where's Jenko?"

"He's--ah--not here. Wait for Harry to get back, I have something to tell you guys."

"Okay, yeah, sure whatever." Hanson timidly resumed his slinky practices as Penhall scavenged through the pizza boxes from Friday night, searching for a stray piece. Not finding one, to his disappointment, he pulled out his History book and started reading. Fifteen minutes later, Ioki showed up. Hanson knew what he had to do. So he just did it.

I hate that school man. I just had the worst day of my highschool career." Ioki said, throwing down his books on his desk.

"Why? What happened?" asked Penhall.

"I got shoved in a locker today by some big football players, and I was in there so long I missed my appointment in the bathroom. Hoffs is gonna kill me."

"Well, I'm sorry to say this, but I've got some more bad news for you." Hanson spoke up. The others turned to face him. "I want to tell you first so we can all be there for Jude when she finds out." Taking a deep breath he began. "Some officers from the next jurisdiction came in today. They said they found Jenko's car in the ditch this morning."

"Is he okay?" asked Ioki.

"Man, c'mon, he's Jenko, of course he's okay. Right Hanson?" Penhall said with complete optimism.

"Jenko was killed guys." He said painfully. Ioki's jaw dropped and Pehnall let out a nervous giggle.

"Good joke Hanson. You almost had me there for a sec."

"Yeah, nice one." Ioki agreed.

"It's not a joke. I'm serious. The other officers wanted to call you earlier, but I told them not to. I wanted to tell you myself, plus, it would have looked fishy if all three of you had to leave at the same time."

"Oh my God, you aren't kidding are you?" Ioki realized.

"Jenko's dead?"

"Yeah...I'm sorry guys."

"Wow, I--uh-- I can't believe this."

"I know, it still hasn't quite hit me yet either." Hanson told him. The room fell silent as each of them tried to grasp the fact that Hanson had just presented.

"How are we gonna tell Hoffs?" Ioki wondered aloud.

"I don't know, but I've never dreaded anything more in my life." Hanson said.

"She definitely isn't going to take it well." Penhall muttered.

"I really don't want to tell her."

"No one wants to, but we have to." Hanson said.

"We have to what?" Hoffs said from the doorway.

"Hoffs, hey. What's up?" Penhall asked nervously.

"Ugh. Cheerleading again. We really need to bust these guys. Ioki, how'd your buy go today?" she asked.

"Um, well, I didn't really make it there on time."

"And?"

"And, I missed them, but listen, before you get mad. There's worse news."

"What could be worse than you blowing the case we've been working on for six weeks?" she said furiously.

"Well, um, Penhall?" Ioki stammered.

"Hanson?" Penhall said, passing it off again. Hanson glared at Ioki and Penhall and took Hoffs hands, sitting her down in a chair and kneeling, looking up into her confused face.

"Jude, Captain Jenko was in a car accident early this morning. Some officers from the next jurisdiction found him in his car. The guy who hit him had been drinking and they tracked him down. He's been caught."

"What about Jenko?" her voice cracked.

"They said that he died on impact." Hanson finished. "I'm sorry Jude." Hoffs leaned into Hanson's shoulder and began crying. "Hey now...shh...it's okay..." he whispered comfortingly. The phone began it's shrill ringing and Hanson motioned to Ioki to answer it while he and Penhall continued comforting Hoffs. Five minutes later he hung up.

"So? Who was it?" Penhall asked.

"It was Officer Jarnot. He said that they got the blood tests back from the idiot who killed Jenko. He had a 0.21 BAC. He also said how sorry he was for our loss, said that Jenko was a great cop who will be greatly miss and told us to keep our chins up." Hoffs looked up and Hanson wiped away her tears with his thumb. She sniffed and tried to speak.

"I c-can't b-believe he's g-gone." She stuttered, her breath short from crying.

"Us either Jude." Hanson assured her.

"What's gonna to happen to Jumpstreet?" she asked.

"What do you mean Hoffs?" Penhall asked.

"Well, the mayor wasn't for Jumpstreet from the start and now that Jenko's gone--"

"You think they might shut us down." Hanson finished.

"Yeah, I mean, they aren't just going to plug some new guy into it. Nobody can be as passionate about Jumpstreet as Jenko is...was..." Hoffs said.

"Hoffs is right. It won't be anywhere near as effective without Jenko." Penhall said.

"I guess we'll just have to wait and see."

Hope you enjoy this!!! :o)