"Rise and shine pretty boy."

Tom winced loudly as the door to the solitary confinement area opened and the florescent lights from the hallway filled the room. He fought to coil away from it, but his actions were in vein as he found himself still strapped to the gurney from the day before.

Everything from his toes to the strands of hair on his drug fogged and disoriented head was now aching and filled with pain. "fuck..." He grunted loudly and shut his eyes as tightly as he could.

"No thanks Henderson... I'm not that kinda guy," The orderly's voice sounded overly happy as he walked over and began to undo the restraints.

Hanson's facial expression turned to one of disgust at those words and he snapped his wrist from the larger man using all the force he could muster. "Don touch me!"

"Trust me I wish I didn't have to." He snapped back pulling him up from the bed, a sigh of annoyance escaping his lips when Tom's feet immediately gave way and he unwillingly leaned into the man in white. "You know for a junkie you don't seem to be taking your highs to well."

"I-I told you." He hissed, "I was undercover... I'm a cop..."

"No, your not a cop, just a punk, Rafferty already warned us about you."

i Mark Rafferty /i The name sent an unwanted Chill into Tom's body and he could taste vomit in his throat, if only he, if only that cruel sadistic son of a bitch had listened to him in the first place this never would of happened, he never would of been trapped here, with no way out.

"Mark Rafferty is a son of a bitch..." he spat under his breath before finally taking note of the area that now surrounded him, it was some sort of showering room, it didn't look much different than the ones you would find in a high school... Well aside from the men in white standing against the wall with their arms over their chests...

"And you are a liar." The one still holding him up growled before pushing him forcefully into the showering units his body slapping hard against the cold wet slimy tiles. "Now wash up."

Taking only seconds to catch his breath Tom shook his head sternly lifting it up off the dirt covered surface. "Fuck off."

"I'm sorry, I couldn't hear you." Tom felt his hair being yanked his head flying back and cranking his neck to an odd angle. "What did you say."

Without a word Tom spit loudly on to the large man's face, probably not the smartest thing he could of done, but he wanted to feel at least remotely like a man... like a cop, even if it was only for a second.

His cheek stung and he swore his lip was bleeding the sound of the orderly's hand meeting his face ringing through his ears. "Your never going to get outta here with an attitude like that," the man laughed, "well... then again, your probably never going to get outta here at all."

"Captain?" Judy Hoffs hung up the receiver of the telephone she was on and turned toward the tall black man who stood a few feet away from her.

"What is it Jude? Did you finally locate Hanson?"

"I wish." She sighed and ran her hand over her face in a dramatic gesture, "I've tried everywhere and no one has seen or heard from him since Tuesday when Penhall said he talked to him, but now I'm outta numbers... and it's been nearly a week."

"Alright, heres what were going to do, Penhall Ioki I need you over here..."

"What is it captain? Is it about Hanson?"

"Yeah, did they finally locate him?"

The captain shook his head and cleared his throat, "No, which means we've now got a missing persons case on our hands people, I'm going to call upstairs to the chief and inform him of whats going on, if Hanson is anywhere near he'll be found soon..."

"A-and if he's not, anywhere near?" Doug Pehall's brows rose in question a bit of a nervous twitch in his throat.

"Let's not think about that right now alright?"

"Aye Cap."

Thank you so much to all the readers, to tell you the truth, seeing as how the bases of this story took place nearly 20 years ago I didn't think anyone would ever read it, but it makes me feel good to know someone it. Leave feedback and let me know your honest opinions, Also for event purposes I have decided to say that insted of 3 days Tom's stay at county last more like 2 weeks or so.

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