DISCLAIMER

Come on, all ready! You know this drill. Anything that you don't recognize belongs to me and the original characters are property of Fox Network and Stephen J. Cannell. And to Keke1: Judy is another Jump Street officer posing as a receptionist. Oh and I accidentally put "Tommy" in the narration part of the story when I meant "Tom". Sorry.

Tom paced the floor of the station house nervously.

"Come on, Tom. Quit pacing. You're making me seasick," Judy stated.

"She wants to see me in a couple of days…alone," Tom replied.

"Good. Do it," Capt. Fuller stated. Tom whirled around in surprise.

"Cap! You can't be serious!" he protested.

"Hanson, this could be the break we need," was the answer.

"Uh…can someone be listening in, like me being wired or something?" Tom queried.

"No. Too risky," Capt. Fuller responded.

"Come on, Hanson. It's not like she would try anything," Doug said.

"Oh, that's right. I forgot. You don't think guys can be raped," Tom sarcastically stated. Then, "Cap, it's a bad idea."

"Sorry, Hanson. My decision stands," was the reply. Tom stared at him, not saying anything. However, his eyes spoke volumes. He was all panicky.

"Hanson, you okay?" Judy queried.

"I'll catch ya guys later," was all Tom said. Then, he walked out of the building. Later that night, Tom tossed and turned in his bed. Soon, he was lost in a familiar nightmare.

"Tommy," Regina called seductively. He moaned.

"Tommy," Regina again called seductively. He was sixteen again and in her office.

"Make love to me, Tommy," she told him. They kissed passionately, but Tommy's eyes held volumes of pain. She pressed her body against his and kissed him. Then

"No!" Tom jerked upright, his eyes wide. He panted.

"Not again," he moaned, collapsing backwards.