I apologize for the delay, my summer classes have kept me extremely busy. Next chapter will find Danny undercover as the professor, I promise. Thanks for all the reviews and followers. Justice Stands TRUE

Ch. 12: Back to Work Part 2

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"I still don't like the idea of having to test again," Andy mentioned starring out the window as Danny drove home. "I'm sure you don't, but it's just something

you have to do," Danny mentioned. "Yeah I guess so," Andy sighed. "I'm not exactly thrilled with my case assignment and what I'm going to have to do in order

to solve it, but I can't exactly tell the commissioner no." "I guess not," Andy agreed. "Doing things we don't want to do is part of life," Danny explained. "Did

you ask Uncle Jamie about helping me study?" "Not yet," Danny replied. "I'll do it as soon as I'm through using him for the case." "There's no hurry," Andy said

immediately. Danny chucked, "I had a feeling you would say that." "So what kind of case are you working on," Andy was curious? "Sorry, but it's confidential,"

Danny replied. "Dad, I'm 12, I think I can handle it." Danny shook his head, "Andy I'm not saying a word." "You know I overheard you and Uncle Jamie talking

about some of it," Andy was baiting him. "Nice try kid, but I tried the same thing with grandpa several years ago," Danny laughed pulling into the driveway.

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The next day found Danny and Jamie sitting inside a vacant interrogation room, Jamie feeling as if he was trapped in a jail cell. "No, no, no," Jamie sounded

aggravated. "You can't straight up threaten the students." "Why not," Danny was confused, "as long as I don't follow through and throw them out the window,

what's the problem?" Jamie sighed, "okay let's try another one. What are you going to do, if someone comes into class late?" Danny rubbed his chin, "hmm let

me think about that one," Danny replied menacingly? Jamie hit his head up against the wall, "what did I do to get stuck with you as a brother?" "Just lucky I

guess," Danny teased. Jamie just stared at him, "alright let's get serious with the actual class. What subject are you teaching?" "I think Criminal Justice believe

it or not," Danny couldn't help but grin. "Thank God, it isn't English," Jamie shook his head. "That's what I said," Danny was being completely honest. "I'll go see

if I can find a text book," Jamie started for the door. "Anything to get me out of here." "Take your time," Danny followed him. "I have to get the rest of my team

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Taking a seat behind his desk, Danny wondered aloud. "Do you remember what department Officer Ryder was from?" "I think the 12th," Jackie replied. "The

same as my brothers," Danny pondered before motioning for Jamie. Jamie took the vacant seat next to Danny's desk and asked, "what do you want now?"

"Stop asking questions and just pay attention," Danny was serious. Jamie crossed his arms and leaned back, "begging your pardon oh wise one." "That's

better, now tell me what you know about Officer Ryder?" "Alex," Jamie clarified? "I think so," Danny replied. "She's a rookie," Jamie mentioned. "I know that

much, but I'd like something a bit deeper than that Harvard," Danny tossed a crumpled piece of paper at his brother. "I haven't worked with her personally, but

from what I've heard she's not bad." Danny nodded, "I was considering putting her undercover as a student." Jamie sighed, "going undercover is a difficult

assignment," remembering all too well his time he spent undercover with the Sanfino crime family. "I know," Danny agreed, "but she will be with me most of the

time." "Personally I think she will be okay," Jamie admitted," but you can always talk to her to decide for yourself, considering since you're the one in charge

and if something would happen, it would be on you." "I know," Danny nodded. rolling his options around in his head, until Jamie interrupted. "What are you

going to do?" "I think I'm going to do it," Danny reached for his car keys, "let's take a ride little brother."

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Danny and Jamie had just stepped into the 12th precinct, when Renzulli came out of his office. "Bringing him back already," Renzulli joked with Danny. "Yeah

well I'm just trying to share," Danny grinned, "I've had my share of time with him when we were growing up." "I appreciate the gesture Detective, but you can

keep him." "That's fine, I'm used to him," Danny replied. "Would you two please stop talking as if I wasn't standing right here," Jamie interrupted. Renzulli

chuckled, "what is it that brings you to my department?" "I'd actually like to speak with you about one of your officers," Danny mentioned. Renzulli looked

puzzled, "step into my office then Detective," Renzulli stepped aside. "I think I'll let you handle this one big brother," Jamie said quietly before heading off to

see some of his coworkers. Renzulli closed the door behind him and moved to take a seat behind his desk, "now what can I do for you Danny?" Renzulli got

straight to business. "I would like to know a little information on Officer Ryder," Danny implied. "Alex," Renzulli said aloud. "She's a little green, but for the most

part she's a good officer." "That's what I was hoping for," Danny said aloud. "She's also made a few legitimate collars," Renzulli added. "In that case I'd like to

know your opinion on her going undercover with me," Danny questioned? "Hmm," Renzulli turned the thought around in his head. "She is pretty new, but I

think she could handle it. What's the case?" "It's at the junior college," Danny replied. "I'd like her to go undercover as a student." Renzulli nodded, "I'm sure

she would be fine as a student, I know she could certainly pass as one." "That's what I thought when I first spoke with her, she's very inquisitive," Danny

remembered. Renzulli laughed, "she certainly is." "She would be with me most of the time," Danny added, "considering I'm also going undercover as a

professor." Renzulli laughed out loud, "you a professor." "Not you too," Danny shook his head. Renzulli stifled another laugh that threatened to escape, and

instead tried to return to business with his boss's son. "To whom and when do you want her to report?" "To me," Danny looked at him, "I'm heading up the

investigation." "You are going undercover and in charge of the entire operation, you're going to be one busy detective," Renzulli noted. "That's what I said,"

Danny agreed with him. "And I would like her to report ASAP, so we can get started," Danny added. "Is today too soon, she's about to go on tour, but I can

rearrange the schedule," Renzulli offered? "That would be greatly appreciated," Danny started to stand. "Take care of my officer Detective," Renzulli shook his

hand. "I will," Danny reassured him, "I want this case over with as quick as I can." "I believe you," Renzulli opened the door to his office in order to call Alex in.

Alex stepped through the doorway but stopped the second she saw Danny. "Close the door," Renzulli spoke up when he noticed she made no attempt to

move. "And have a seat," he pointed to the seat next Danny. The thoughts of the day before ran through her head, as she tried to figure out what she did

wrong, to have the detective make a special trip out to her precinct. "Officer Alexis Ryder, I assume you know Detective Daniel Reagan," Renzulli introduced

them. "I know of him, but not personally Sergeant," Alex admitted. "Well you are about to get that opportunity," Renzulli replied, "you are about to work for

him. Would you like take it from here Detective?" "It would be my pleasure," Danny nodded before he proceeded with the basics of the case. Alex was more

than pleased in getting to work with the legendary Danny Reagan, and figured it would be a great experience, needless to say she agreed in a matter of

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After collecting his brother, Danny, Jamie and Alex made their way to Danny's precinct, or in other words, his home away from home. Once rounding up Jackie,

Danny, Jamie and Alex met up in the vacant conference room, where Danny proceeded with his plan. "Jamie, you and will be with Jackie most of the time, either

in the car or a vacant room. And Alex," Danny started, "when you are not in my class, you will either be with them," Danny nodded at the other two, "or

showing your face around the campus so it will actually look like you are a student, in which you will try to get close to our suspect. In the meantime," Danny

pulled out a pair of glasses that he would be wearing, "will be showing my face around the campus as well, unfortunately. Oh and at no time will anyone be

flashing badges or uniform's." The three nodded at him, and Danny excused them all to begin preparing, all that is except for Alex. "Oh and Jackie," Danny

stopped her in the nick of time. "Have you spoken to forensics yet?" "Not yet," Jackie replied. "But I'll go talk to them while you prepare for class professor,"

Jackie hurried out of the room before Danny could reply with a comeback. "Alex," Danny took a seat across from her, after his brother and Jackie left them

alone. "I want to talk to you alone about your job." "Yes Sir," Alex straightened. "For one, let's keep the sirs down to a minimum. And second, the character you

will be playing, is that of a smart slacker student, in other words come in late and do what you have to, too annoy me." Alex stifled a laugh, "shouldn't be too

hard, I've never had much trouble annoying my superiors." "You and me both," Danny admitted, before changing the subject. "Oh and one other thing, under

no circumstances are you too chase down a lead on your own, if you find out anything that's extremely important, you let me know ASAP. Is that clear?" Danny

wanted to make sure she knew her boundaries. "Yes Sir," Alex shook her head. "In that case, you need to make sure you have all your student supplies ready

for class tomorrow, while I figure out what I'm going to talk about in class for an hour and a half class period." Alex sighed, "good luck professor." "Thanks," this

time it was Danny's turn to sigh, "thank God it's a subject I know something about."

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Danny stretched out on the couch later that evening, with a cup of coffee in his right hand while his left hand held an Introduction to Criminal Justice text book.

He couldn't remember the last time he studied something, although he had a feeling it was several years ago when he was preparing for the t-cleose test

while in the police academy. "Sean, I'm not kidding, you have ten seconds to leave me alone, or I'm going to kill you," Andy threatened as she made her way

downstairs, followed closely by her youngest brother. "But Andy, I want you to play a game with me," Sean whined. "Listen Sean, I really don't want to play

right now," Andy turned him down. "But Andy," Sean complained all the more. "Dad," Andy sighed. "Would you do something about the pest behind me?" "Sean

leave your sister alone, and go upstairs and do your homework," Danny looked up from his reading. "I'll go annoy Jack," Sean seemed to be in a hurry to leave.

"Was that part of what I told you to do?" Danny tried clarifying. "Not exactly," Sean looked down. "The answers no Sean, get it right," Andy interrupted.

Dannycleared his throat, "I don't need help Andy, besides you have your own studying to do." Danny picked up a couple textbooks and handed them to her.

Andy moaned and Danny continued, "I picked it up on my way home from work, so get to studying." "Yeah well I'm not very good at studying," Andy admitted.

"Neither am I, but I'm doing it, so if I can, you can too," Danny put an end to the conversation and returned his attention back to the challenge at hand. Andy

remained steadfast and turned the books over in her hand. "Do we have to give these back," Andy asked? "No," Danny answered without bothering to look

up. "In that case, can I borrow your gun?" Danny started to get up and Andy ran up the stairs, hurrying to get away. Danny smiled to himself, and fell back onto

the couch, "it always works," he muttered to himself. Danny scanned through the chapters, reading several of them aloud as he prepared to pinpoint a topic.

"An integrated definition of crime, nope." Danny turned a few pages, "Types of crime, maybe." Danny wrote the page number down before continuing. "Crime

control and Due process: to punish or protect, definitely not?" Danny turned the page in a hurry. "The misuse of force," Danny sighed, "give me a break." He

continued on to something that made sense to him. "Arrests without a warrant," Danny smiled. "We have a winner," Danny started to jot a few notes down. He

had just finished writing down page 224-225 down on his notepad when he was interrupted by a knock on the front door. "Jack, get the door son," Danny

called to the boy who was now doing his homework at the kitchen table, in order to avoid his nagging brother. "Hi, Grandpa," Jack was surprised to see Frank

there. Frank stepped through the door, and Danny looked up. "Hey dad, what are you doing here?" Danny found it odd that it was close to 6:00 and his father

was coming by, instead of going straight home. "I was just thinking that I don't get to see my grandchildren nearly enough," Frank took a seat on one of the

single chairs in the living room. "In other words you're looking for an update on the case commissioner," Danny looked at him questioningly? "That may have

had a bit to do with the reason I was dropped off here," Frank admitted. "In that case, so far so good, we start our undercover assignment tomorrow," Danny

let him in on the day's transpired events. "Good," Frank nodded. "And I have also been told that you have a rookie going undercover as well." "About that,"

Danny wasn't sure how to proceed. "I met her at the crime scene, and she started asking me questions, and she seemed like she would fit as a student

perfectly, and she will be with me the majority of the time," Danny was picking up for himself. "It's fine Son," Frank raised a hand. "I think it's safe to say I trust

your judgement." "Thanks Dad," Danny tried to hide his smile. "So how's the prep for class coming," Frank changed the subject. Danny moaned, "I don't think

I've studied this hard in my entire life." Frank chuckled, "that was certainly apparent at times." "I made okay grades," Danny protested. "Yes," Frank agreed,

"but you didn't care, and that's was what your mother and I strived to do." "I did my homework, and I studied, somewhat" Danny mumbled. "That's because

you were forced, and in jeopardy of consequences if you didn't," Frank replied. "Alright you win," Danny sighed giving up. Frank laughed out loud, "so what

does a person have to do around here to get a drink?" Danny stood and headed for the kitchen, but stopped short when he reached the doorway and the

scent of burnt casserole reached his nostrils. "Oh no," Danny choked, taking what was left of their dinner out of the oven. "What's the matter," Frank started

for the kitchen? "Oh, just the usual," Danny sounded frustrated. "Linda prepares something for dinner, and I burn it." Frank chuckled, remembering those days

all too well. "So where's Linda at anyways," Frank asked looking around? "She had to go to work," Danny replied. "That explains it," Frank nodded. "Yeah,

shegot called in just after the boys got home from school," Danny pulled out his stash of delivery menus. After settling on pizza and calling in an order Danny

and Frank returned to the living room. "So did you pick out a topic to teach on tomorrow?" "I did," Danny grinned before relaying the topic on to his father. "It's

a topic I have always found most interesting and beneficial, making arrests without a warrant," Danny beamed. Frank couldn't help but chuckle, "I do know

how much you like doing things separate from your sister and the courts." "And you would be correct," Danny smiled at him sheepishly. "You know I can

certainly agree with you from a detective's point of view, yet without the courts, things would strictly turn into a form of vigilantly justice." "Not another lecture

dad please," Danny fell flat on the couch. Frank shook his head, "no lecture this time Danny." "Hmmm," Danny picked his head up. "Maybe I should write this

day down on the calendar, the first time Frank Reagan decides against a lecture." "Danny," Frank looked at him, "shut up." Danny laughed out loud, "another

thing I have never been good at." "Now that, I would have to agree on," Frank added. Danny sat up and glanced at his watch. "The pizza will be here soon, do

you want to stay for dinner?" "Pizza sounds good," Frank replied. "And eating with you and the kids certainly beats eating alone considering Pops at a

meeting." "Just admit it Dad, you got used to the noise when we were growing up, and now that were grown, you don't know what to do with complete

silence," Danny teased. "I seriously doubt that Danny," Frank was serious. Danny stood, "Jack, do me a favor and set the table, while I go get your siblings to

wash up for dinner." "Sure Dad," Jack cleared the table of his school books. "Oh and Dad," Danny turned back just before starting up the stairs. "My wallets on

the coffee table, pay for the pizza when it gets here, please." Frank nodded, "Jack and I will take care of it," Frank winked at his oldest grandson. "You bet

Grandpa," Jack tossed his books onto the coffee table.

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They were just about to take a seat at the table when Jamie came in, "Hey big brother, did you miss me?" "Is that a trick question?" Danny teased, reaching for

a slice of pizza. Jamie took an empty seat next to Sean and grabbed a slice of pepperoni, "just thought I'd come check to see how my brother the professor is

doing?" "Jamie, I'm not kidding. If you call me that one more time," Danny didn't finish his sentence, and instead just glared. Jamie snickered, "I'm sorry Danny,

but this case is just bringing me so much pleasure." Frank cleared his throat, "Jamie, a person was killed." Jamie looked at him apologetically, "I know, and I'm

sorry Dad." "Give him a lecture Dad," Danny interrupted. This time it was Jamie's turn to glare at his brother, yet just as he was about to say something Sean

voiced a question. "Who was killed?" "It's nothing you need to concern yourself with Sean," Danny sounded serious. "But what happened," Andy was the first

to ask? "That goes for you too Andy," Danny interrupted. "And before you ask something, don't," Danny turned to Jack while he was at it. The scene at the

dinner table turned silent, and Frank was the first to change the subject. "Let's not talk about the case anymore, and instead plan our next annual softball

game," Frank suggested. "Next time I play on Erin's team, she likes to play dirty and throw sand on her opponent." Danny picked up on the change of

conversation. "Yeah and she got me in the eye," Jamie agreed. Danny pushed his chair back and glanced over the table. "Sean, Andy you two have KP." Sean

moaned and Andy leaned back in her chair. "I'll wash if you dry," Andy looked at her brother." "Fine," Sean signed, none the least bit showing excitement. Jack

in the meantime gathered up his school books and headed up to his bedroom, while Danny, Frank and Jamie returned to the necessities of the case. "So are

you ready for work tomorrow," Jamie asked showing a bit of worry? "For the most part yes, just a bit more reading in the textbook," Danny was being

completely honest. "You sound a little worried," Frank didn't miss the tone in his youngest son's voice. Danny sighed, "listen Jamie don't worry about me, this

case is nowhere near the most dangerous assignment I've encountered." "He's got a point," Frank looked back at Jamie. "I know Danny and I'm sorry, I don't

even know why I'm worried." "I appreciate the concern little brother but I asked you to take part in this case, because I knew you could handle it. Not to

mention, I wanted people I could trust to back me up, in case one of my normal experiences occur." Jamie looked at Danny seriously, "I know Danny and I'll be

fine." "I never doubted otherwise kid," Danny eyed him. "So do you know what you're wearing yet?" Jamie's tone turned to idle curiosity. "Not yet no," Danny

didn't seem too concerned. "Maybe I should assist," Jamie volunteered his services. "Absolutely not," Danny replied. "I don't need my little brother," Danny put

emphasis on the word little, "in my closet, picking out my clothes." "Just trying to help," Jamie surrendered. "Maybe you should let him help," Andy interrupted

the conversation. "I've seen some of the clothes you wear." Danny turned his attention to his daughter, "have you finished in the kitchen?" "Not quite," Andy

answered. "Then get back to work," Danny pointed to the kitchen.