Finally got around to doing chapter 2! I have another story in mind involving a murder at a high school taking place in-between "A Murder on Campus" and "Rorschach Reaper" but I don't know if I'll post it as a reader insert or at all.

Chapter 2 -

Jones and I were interrogating Tess in the interrogation room. Everything was going normal until Tess took a pendulum out. She began to wave it in his face and began saying weird things like:

"But you wouldn't know about being brilliant, would you, Officer Jones? (Your Rank) (Y/N)'s dog, always following, always praising, always failing...It's unbearable, isn't it?"

"Living in (Your Rank) (Y/N)'s shadow, being endlessly scolded for failing to meet their standards... So much frustration, Officer Jones...It has to stop, hasn't it? It can't go on forever, it has to stop now. Now and forever. And there's only one thing to do. The right thing."

Then Jones proceeded to say pretty clearly;

"The right... thing... to do…"

That's when Jones got up and took his gun out. I tried talking him out of it, giving Ramirez time to run in and knock him out with a frying pan before he could pull the trigger.

Once we knew he was out cold and Ramirez grabbed his gun, Tess became angry, stating how my death, her masterpiece, was ruined.

We decided it was best to stop the interrogation there and lock her up in a holding cell until the trial. We also double checked and made sure she didn't have anything, like another pendulum, on her so she couldn't hurt anyone again.

Afterwards, we went back and checked on Jones. Now knowing that Tess hypnotized the murderers of Rani Goshwalla, Lisa Edwards, and Aaliyah Banks into doing what they did. And attempted to do the same with Jones by manipulating him into killing me.

Fortunately, Ramirez was there to save us both.

Jones mouth was open in shock. He couldn't believe what he had read. It was definitely his partner's handwriting and a obvious statement about what happened.

"No. There is no way I did that…I could never do that to my partner!" Jones growled quietly to himself as he put the paper and file away.

Leaving the room, he went to look for Ramirez and ask what happened during the trial since he missed it.

"Ramirez!" Jones called as he walked up to him, stopping Ramirez from entering the bullpen.

"Hey, Jones!" Ramirez stopped and turned to him.

"Can I ask you something?" Jones asked, seeming curious.

"Sure." Ramirez nodded.

"What happened during Tess Goodwin's trial?" Jones asked.

"Why do you want to know?" Ramirez questioned.

"Just curious." Jones shrugged.

"Oh…well…" Ramirez thought for a moment. "She was kind of creepy… I still shudder whenever I think about that smile she gave (Y/N) as she was led out of the courtroom."

"What did she say or do during it?" Jones asked.

"She mentioned how you were going to snap one day and kill (Y/N) and that they had to be cautious whenever they approach you." Ramirez blurted out by accident. "BUT they have nothing to worry about."

"Really?" Jones said shocked, as he felt sweat come from his forehead and he laughed nervously. "You're right. There's nothing to worry about because I would never kill them."

"Exactly. Can we forget about this conversation?" Ramirez asked, hopefully.

"Sure." Jones nodded. "Thanks for letting me know."

"Of course." Ramirez said and headed towards his desk while Jones headed towards his own.

Jones did feel a little better after being told what was said during court and felt even better knowing that there really wasn't anything to worry about. He wasn't going to hurt his partner. Not now, not ever.

"Please don't ask me about it." You said as you glanced up and saw Jones sit down at his desk again.

"I'm not." Jones smiled. "Like you said, it's in the past. Let's move forward."

"Why'd you change your mind about it?" You questioned, looking at him.

"I realized that there isn't anything to worry about. Tess is dead and you already know I won't ever hurt you." Jones replied, starting to do his own paperwork.

"I'm happy to hear you realized it." You smiled and focused on your own.

"Yeah. So how has your day been?" He asked, changing the subject.

"Not bad." You replied. "And you?"

"I'm just realizing how much paperwork I have…"

"That's what happens when you wait on it." You chuckled.

"Yeah whatever." Jones rolled his eyes.

"Anyway…" You trailed off.

- That Night -

"Ah, here we are at last, (Your Rank) (Y/N). Did you like my little game? I sure enjoyed it!" Tess smirked from across the table.

"So you're our killer, Tess. Or should we call you the Rorschach Reaper?" Jones questioned.

"Unimaginative name, but what can I do? No one asked for my opinion." Tess rolled her eyes. "I must say, you've taken your time to catch me. You can even say I made you a favor. Had I not decided to kill Madison myself, you would have never known."

"So why did you do it, Tess? Why kill all those people? Why influence other girls to do your dirty work? Why reveal yourself now?" Jones asked.

"I guess, in the end, everything boils down to one simple reason. What's the point of being brilliant if no one knows about it?" Tess continued to smirk as she brought her pendant out and began waving it in Jones' face.

"But you wouldn't know about being brilliant, would you, Officer Jones? (Your Rank) (Y/N)'s dog, always following, always praising, always failing...It's unbearable, isn't it?" She continued.

"What are you doing!?" You questioned her as you looked back and forth from her to Jones.

"Living in (Your Rank) (Y/N)'s shadow, being endlessly scolded for failing to meet their standards... So much frustration, Officer Jones...It has to stop, hasn't it?" She ignored me and continued.

"Jones…" You muttered, turning to him fully and watched as his eyes continued to follow her pendulum.

"It can't go on forever, it has to stop now. Now and forever. And there's only one thing to do. The right thing." Tess said.

"The right... thing... to do…" Jones muttered before standing up and holding his gun at you

You got up too and brought your gun out on him.

There was no way you were going to shoot him in a deadly way. But if push turns to shove, you felt you may have to give him a flesh wound in the shoulder if he doesn't drop the gun and snap out of it.

"Jones, don't." You said, now worried. "You don't want to do this."

"Yes you do, Officer Jones." Tess said. "It's the right thing to do."

"No it isn't." You said, shaking your head. "Jones, fight it. I know you can fight through her hypnotization. You're stronger than her."

"The right…thing…" He muttered and you saw him take his gun off of safety. Your eyes widened slightly.

Click

"Jones…" You breathed. "Please, buddy. Don't let her win. Don't let her ruin both of our lives. This isn't how we're suppose to end."

"Shut up!" Tess yelled and stood up. "Do the right thing, Jones! Ignore them and pull the trigger!"

"The…right thing…to do…" Jones muttered.

"Please…" You begged. "…Dav-"

Bang!

Your back hit the wall behind you as you dropped your gun. You were still alive but your head was bleeding out and you were in a lot of pain.

Looking at Jones, you can see him smirking as he lowered his gun.

Feeling your head, you felt the wound on the side of your head. Forcing yourself up, you managed to look at the state of your injury in the mirror. Your heart sunk at the sight.

The bullet hit the corner of your eye and slid across the side of your head. Through the pain, you can tell your eye had no hope of being fixed.

Sliding back down against the wall, you covered your head with one hand and looked at Jones and Tess. You could feel yourself start to pass out.

"Didn't that feel great, Jones? Now they'll slowly die as they think about how you were the one to pull the trigger." Tess smirked, sitting back down.

"Jone….Jonesy…." You choked out, weakly, tears streaming down your face from the pain.

"That did feel great." Jones said, raising his gun again. "Now I'm free from your shadow." He smirked.

You looked at him, sadly.

"I'm sorry." You whispered as he pulled the trigger again.

Jones shot up in bed in cold sweat and breathing heavily.

Glancing at his clock, he saw it was 4:00 A.M. Wiping his face, he soon realized what he thought was sweat was actually tears.

"That was horrific…" Jones rubbed his face.

After contemplating for a few minutes, he decided to call you. He needed to hear your voice despite seeing you in a few hours.

Ring

Ring

Ring

"Please wake up, (Y/N)." Jones muttered quietly.

Ring

"…Hello?" You yawned as you were woken up to your phone going off.

"(Y/N)!" Jones said in relief.

"Everything alright, Jones?" You questioned.

"NO! I mean… sort of…" Jones trailed off. "Hey, you sure you know I won't ever hurt you?"

"Yes." You stated.

"I mean, were not just partners, we're best friends!" Jones continued.

"Jones." You said.

"A team till the end." Jones replied.

"Jonesy…" You trailed off.

"And to Hell and back!" Jones continued on.

"You had a nightmare, didn't you?" You said, realizing that was why he woke you up at 4:00 A.M. Clearly afraid and freaking out.

"How do you know these things?" Jones questioned, curiously.

"Because I know my partner." You smiled to yourself.

On the other end of the line, Jones smiled too.

"I don't know what that nightmare may have been about, but everything is okay. I'm fine, you're fine, Tess is dead, and we will see each other in a few hours completely alive and well." You added.

"I guess… sorry for waking you up." Jones said, feeling guilty.

"It's alright, I was probably going to get up anyway. Just listen to me, alright?" You said.

"Okay?" Jones questioned.

"Stop thinking about that case. There's no need to scare yourself into having nightmares." You replied.

"Okay." Jones nodded to himself. "Will you ever tell me what happened from your side?"

"Maybe one day." You replied. "I'll see you in a few hours. Maybe you can try and get a little more sleep?"

"I'll try but I doubt it." Jones sighed. "I'll see you later."

"Bye." You said, frowning at the sadness and fear he still had in his voice.

"Bye." He replied back before hanging up.

Jones laid back down and knew he definitely wasn't going back to sleep anytime soon.

Meanwhile, you knew the same and decided to get up and go for a early morning jog to clear your head.

- At the station -

Jones eventually stumbled into the bullpen a short time after you arrived. It was pretty obvious he didn't get any more sleep.

"Jones." You said, wheeling your chair towards him.

"Hey…" Jones turned to you.

"Need any help with the paperwork you have?" You asked. You had finished all of yours the day before.

"Yeah… sort of." Jones rubbed his eyes, sleepily.

"Here, give me some and I'll help you out." You replied and he handed you a stack.

"Thanks, (Y/N)." Jones smiled.

"You're welcome." You smiled back and wheeled yourself back over to your own desk.

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