Author: Lexie M

Title: To Rescue One of Our Own

Category: Drama/Action/Adventure/Romance

Summary: Tommy is missing it's up to his pals at Jump Street and their newest transfer Tommy's daughter to save him.

Rating: R for some language and sexual implications

Disclaimer: I don't own the characters from the series, 21 Jump Street; I don't claim them no copyright infringement intended. The only character I own is Tamika Hanson and her partner Angel Grape.

Author's Note: First Attempt at writing 21 Jump Street Fan Fiction so please bear with the Author. Watching the show I always thought that Tommy had an air of mystery to him, you know like troubled teenage years or something, so I thought what would happen if Tommy had a child who wasn't introduced in the show; the shooting of Alicia Tray never happened. This is the product of that thought process.

Tamika sighed as she walked into her Spanish V CP Class. The teacher looked at her as she walked in and simply rolled her eyes. "¿Me excusa la falta, puede yo ayudarle?" "Andrea" made a mental note of what the teacher asked her, 'Excuse me miss, can I help you?'

"Yes, I'm enrolled in this class."

"Mane si usted se alistan en esta clase, contésteme por favor en español. ¿Por qué es usted tan tardío? Ésa no es la manera de comenzar su año escolar con nosotros." The teacher continued.

As the class was lauging at what the teacher had said at "Andrea," she once again made a mental note, 'Well if you're enrolled in this class please answer me in Spanish? Why are you so tardy? That's not the way to start off your school year with us.'

"I'd rather not."

"Español por favor," The teacher demanded.

"Andrea" rolled her eyes and shook her head. This teacher could embarrass her all she wanted to. "Andrea" wasn't going to really do the homework anyway. She after all already graduated high school.

"Pozo usted no debe ser fluido en español así que por lo tanto usted no debe estar en esta clase llana. Tendré que pedir que usted se vaya." The teacher continued.

Once again "Andrea" rolled her eyes as she mentally translated what the teacher had said, 'Well you must not be fluent in Spanish so therefore you must not be in this level class. I will have to ask you to leave.'

"Andrea" smirked. This teacher had no idea that she spoke more fluently then the teacher really is. 'How should I impress her? Oh I know I should say, "I'm Andrea Hanson. I'm enrolled in this class. I've been speaking Spanish since I was a child. I should be in a higher level class but since this is the highest level offered at this pathetic school, I have to stoop as low as taking your class Senora. Now if you're done embarrassing me. I would like to take my seat and enjoy what's left of this class." Oh that will just floor her.' "Soy Andrea Hanson. Me alistan en esta clase. He estate hablando español desde que era un niño. Debo estar en el nivel más alto ofrecido en esta escuela pathetic, mí de un nivel más alto una clase pero puesto que éste es tengo que inclinarse tan bajo como tomando a su senora de la clase. Ahora si le hacen desconcierto me. Quisiera tomar mi asiento y gozar de cuál está a la izquierda de esta clase."

The rest of the class just gawked at her for her boldness of telling their teacher off. "Andrea" smiled in victory as the teacher directed her to a vacant seat. The rest of the class went off fine. She eavesdropped on some English language conversation that the teacher wasn't aware of and smiled as she wrote some tidbits off of the conversation in her case notebook.

'One step closer to you Dad. I just hope it's not too late.'

After class she met up with Clavo and Rico at her locker. "Hey Baby, How was class?" Clavo asked her.

She chuckled and said, "Piece of cake. Wowed them all with my impressive language skills."

"That's my girl." He laughed, wrapping her in a very tight hug, "I told you, you could do it."

She smiled, "Well aren't you the bragging type."

He just chuckled again when Rico approached their location.

"Be serious now," Clavo whispered in her ear.

"Don't I always," she whispered back. Then seconds later felt his lips against hers.

"Hey you two break it up with do have a PDA code at this school," he mock teased.

'Andrea' glared at Rico. 'He doesn't know I've waited for that kiss for six god damned months. Now Clavo is going to shrug it off as us just acting out our parts.'

"Hey Rico, Didn't see you there," Clavo addressed Rico. He draped his arm around 'Andrea's' neck and pulled her closer to him. It was an instinctive move and he knew there probably would be some ramifications at the end of the day from Tamika.

"I could see that," Rico laughed. "Come on let me show you this school."

Rico turned Clavo and 'Andrea' followed them. They twisted and turned down some halls until they came out on to the sports' fields behind the school.

"You guys ain't cops right?"

That suspicious question threw both of them threw the loop.

"Look at us do we look old enough to be cops?" 'Andrea' snapped back. "That's a fucking dumb question. Are we cops? We should be asking you if you're a cop."

"Ok, I'll take that as a no. I'm not a cop either," Rico added.

Clavo shook his head at his partner's antics. All that it was in character he could hear traces of venom in her voice.

By the time three o'clock rolled around 'Andrea' couldn't have been happier she could go back into her real self and be Tamika. Although they could risk getting caught appearing at the Jump Street Chapel they had to opt for their old apartment that they had kept on retainer for uncover assignments like this one. They called it their field office because they had stocked it up with police essentials.

"So what'd you find," Clavo asked as they were safely in his car all doors locked and all windows opened.

Tamika smiled. "That Spanish class is really informative." She responded. "It turns out that some of the students watched the abduction of the 'teacher' from the police station on Jump Street," she mused.

"That being Tommy," Clavo concluded.

"Right as ever," Tamika smiled, "They described Dad to a tee anyway; a girl said that they had followed the kids to an abandoned warehouse in the business district on Oak-View Drive." "I say we go check it out. It's a lead," Clavo suggested. He saw Tamika nod her head.

"Yeah we should," she agreed.