21 Jump Street : Captain Tom Hanson

Disclaimer: I do not own the characters of 21 Jump Street they belong to their respective owners. I do own the plot and officer's Lang, Kinney, Taylor, Sands and Beckett.

Tom Hanson had officially retired from the CIA. He was returning back to the profession of a cop. He vowed to never go back into that gig after he left intelligence. But here he was missing being a cop, most of all missing working at 21 Jump Street.

They were the days, he was young and baby faced. He was not hardened or as wise to the world as he was today. The CIA had hardened him out; they had shown him things worse then a drug bust, or a high speed car chase.

He had had access and clearance to information and files that intelligence could only imagine and dream of. And during his two year stint in that area of police work, he had clearance to some high extensive material, but nothing as extensive or as secretive as the CIA.

Tom turned from looking out of the window, as his eldest son of seventeen played with his younger siblings in the back yard. He smiled content; he had a beautiful wife and four amazing children.

James the eldest was seventeen going on eighteen. Emily was fifteen going on sixteen. Daniel was twelve going on thirteen and finally Trinity was eight going on nine.

Tom had started to date Judy Hoffs, now better known as Mrs. Hanson, when he quit the Jump Street program. Judy had left less then four months later, and had joined the D.A.

A year later Judy had become pregnant with their eldest son, James Douglass Hanson, named after Doug and the late Jenko. He was a spitting image of his father, but with a lighter skin tone compared to his mother and a slightly darker tone compared to his father.

Four months after Judy had discovered she was pregnant with James, she and Tom got engaged and married two months later, whilst Judy was six months pregnant. Luckily for Judy, that she was so petite that she was never overly large, even at nine months pregnant.

Doug had been Tom's best man, while a close friend Judy had gone to the academy with, was her matron of honour. Her father had walked her down the isle, with her dressed in a gown of ivory white silk.

Then two years later, four months before Tom had joined the CIA, Emily Ella Hanson was born. A spitting image of her mother, but still with the same skin tone as her older brother, they supposed that's what tended to happen when your father was a white American and your mother an African American.

Then three years later, Daniel Harry Hanson was born, he was a spitting image of his mother, but still his skin tone matched his other siblings. He was named after Harry Ioki.

Then finally four years later their youngest daughter and child, was born. Trinity Victoria Hanson, she was the perfect female version of her father, but still with the slightly darker skin tone compared to his own. She was a true daddy's girl, like Daniel was a devoted mommy's boy.

Both Tom and Judy had aged well. They did not look their age, which was forty. Tom especially looked younger then he was. He looked to be only in his early thirties, while Judy looked like she was in her mid thirties. Neither one had a grey hair in sight, not even wrinkles were yet an issue either.

Judy called out from the kitchen "Tom will you please come and help set the table for dinner." Tom grinned and headed for the kitchen. He stopped in the door way and took in the sight of his wife of almost seventeen years.

He loved her more then living life it self. She and their four children were his entire world. She to him was a goddess. He walked up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her to him so her back was resting against his chest.

She sighed appreciatively when he suckled her ear lobe into his mouth and gently suckled and nibbled. He gently caressed her hips as he kissed his way down her jaw line before turning her around to face him and capturing her mouth with his own in a loving and passionate kiss.

She wound her fingers through his soft and short slightly spiky locks. He pulled her closer and slanted his mouth over hers hungrily.

They separated when they heard a pained moan from near the kitchen door. James had his hand covering his eyes. He smirked and jokingly quipped "ah man, I think I'm mentally scared for life. I lost count how my countless times I've walked in on this exact same scene."

His parents laughed, being familiar with his mock and playful whining every time he caught them making out like teenagers. Tom laughed at his son and commented half jokingly and half seriously.

"Well excuse me, but I could say the same, about catching you doing a hell of a lot more with Lillian Portman then I was currently doing with your mother thank you very much.

Be thankful it was me who had caught you and not your mother, or worse yet, it could have been the Portman's that caught you in the act that day."

James grimaced and shuddered at the mere images that came to mind, when he thought of what it would have been like if it had been his girl friend of three years, whose parents had caught them and not his easy going father.

Tom smirked as his son visibly shuddered and grimaced. He knew exactly what his son was thinking of and all the scenarios that his mind was managing to come up with.

Tom chuckled and sighed, his eldest was growing up. He knew his son was no longer a baby. That had been solidified for him when he had caught him making love to his girl friend.

Lillian Michelle Portman was petite with slender curves. She was five foot five. With a head of bouncing fiery red waist length curls. She was olive skinned with high cheek bones and big bright green eyes, and pouty kissable pink lips. In short she was very beautiful. Even Tom had to admit, that his son had exquisite taste.

Tom was about to set the table when his cell phone rang from in his back jean pocket. He removed it from his pocket and pressed the button to except the call. He spoke "Hello."

He left the kitchen when the caller identified themselves on the other end of the line. Once in the living room he asked "Captain Simmons what can I do for you?"

He nodded and said "right. But I was under impression that you wanted me to come into your office first thing Monday morning, not tomorrow morning."

He raised an eyebrow "Captain Adam fuller? What does he want with me?" He nodded "Judy as well? What does my wife have to do with this?"

He sighed "alright, we'll be there first thing. Yeah, ok see you first thing." Tom hung up and placed his cell on the coffee table and went back into the kitchen. He entered the kitchen to see James was already setting the table and was almost done.

Judy turned from stirring the bolognaise sauce. She noticed her husband was frowning she asked "what's the matter love? Who was on the phone?"

Tom replied "I'll tell you later on in bed" Judy nodded worried. It must have been important and to do with work if he was unable to say anything in front of their eldest son.

Judy said "Tom can you call in Emily, Daniel and Trinity and tell them their dinner is ready?" Tom Nodded and headed straight for the back yard, he called out "Emily, Daniel, Trinity come on inside, dinner is ready."

Daniel asked "what's for dinner any way?" Tom grinned and replied "Spaghetti Bolognaise. Daniel's face including his sisters lit up like a Christmas tree and they came running into the house.

Tom chuckled, all four of his children loved spaghetti Bolognaise, especially when their mother made it. He had to admit, he was very fond of his wife's cooking as well.

He called after them "stopping run inside the house, your going to end up breaking something. If you insist upon running all over the place, then go back out in the yard. I assure you, me and your brother won't mind at all, it'll just mean more spaghetti for us."

"Sacrilege" Emily yelped indignantly. This in return caused the rest of the family to burst out laughing. Tom entered the kitchen and received a very dark look from his eldest daughter. He merely grinned at her teasingly and took his usual seat at the table.

Later on that night, Tom and Judy were in bed. Judy was finishing up her work on her lap top, while Tom was sitting thinking over what Fuller could possibly want with him and Judy. They hadn't seen much of him since last Christmas, when the whole Jump Street gang, including Blow fish had gotten together.

Judy sighed when her husband began to fidget with his pillows. When he punched the pillow for the second time, she huffed a sigh and said "Alright. That's it, spit it out. I know something is bothering you.

I've known and been married to you long enough to recognise when something is bothering you. Now what is it? Is it about that phone call from earlier on?"

Tom nodded "yeah it was. Captain Nathan Simmons called. He says he wants me to come in tomorrow first thing, instead Monday. Also you were invited as well, and it wasn't casual invite either, this concerns you as well."

Judy raised an eye brow "me" she asked "what has this got to do with me? I thought Simmons was planning on giving you back your job as a sergeant at his prescient?"

Tom replied "it's not really Simmons who wants to see us, more Like Captain Adam Fuller." Judy, she frowned "Adam?" She sighed "but why? We've not worked with Adam since leaving Jump Street."

Tom asked "perhaps he wants us work with him. Would you be willing to go back to being a cop?" Judy saved her work on her lap top before switching it off and putting it to one side.

She replied "I don't honestly know. Yeah I suppose I do miss some of the aspects of being a cop, especially when we worked at Jump Street. We worked as team on a regular basis with Doug, Harry, Adam and Denis. I miss that at times."

Tom sighed "any way we'll deal with in the morning. I'm going to sleep, if I've got to deal with both Adam and Simmons concerning work, then I want to be awake at least."

Judy chuckled and switched the bedside lamp off and snuggled under the covers wrapped in her husband's arms. They shared a cuddle and a few lazy kisses before falling to sleep still wrapped in each others arms.