Hi guys, thanks for the reviews! I got the last chapter in this fic for you - it is a short one though, but I have to leave some on it out. This is sort of like an ending to everything. There will come a followup story dedicated to Danny and the mystery caller - in that story we will all just forget all about what happened in this story, got it? It sounded better in my head. The point is, nothing has happened to Jamko and they are still on the streets. For this story, however, I summed it up pretty quick. Right now, I will focus on "Out of the Blue" (Jamie as a suspect) and later, you guys, should keep an eye out for "Calling Out" (the continuation with the mystery caller.
This chapter might not be my best work and I promise I will do better next time. Promts/ideas for the mystery caller is still appreciated. Anything I can do better, let me know.
/K.
When Eddie arrived back at Jamie's place she let herself in with the spare key, Jamie gave her, when she was dealing with Singer. Nothing had changed, since she left and when she peeked through the door to the bedroom her pulse could finally slow down. She let herself drop down on the couch to message Danny. 'All quiet at Jamie's. What happened?' She typed in silence and hit send. If she was one to guess, by the amount of mad driving, he was probably still running around like a headless chicken, calling people and arranging stuff. He had sounded really frightened when they spoke. She had never heard that 'zing' in his voice before. Once again she stretched out on the couch and closed her eyes, waiting for the phone to buzz.
"Frank, do you realize, what Danny just told you?" Garrett sighed ten minutes after his arrival to his boss's home. Frank had just told him, for the third time in those ten minutes, what Danny had said on the phone. Garrett looked to be in the near state of almost panicking, this would be a mess on his table in the morning – contributing to every pile and stack of folders covering every surface in his office. He sighed once more, just by the thought of it. The two men were sitting in the kitchen with plenty of coffee in front of them.
"Yes," Frank replied, speculatively. "That's why I called in favor with the CSU, they are looking for footprints, fingerprints, cigarette butts, candy wrapper, hell… even bogeys, around the house and the street, as we speak. Technicians are working the surrounding cameras, as well," Frank continued.
"And you got patrol cars outside their places?" Garrett asked, referring to Danny, Erin and Jamie.
"Danny and Baez are working the case with Gormley and Baker. Erin has called in help from McBride and Abetemarco to go through the list of people that ended up in prison because of a Reagan," Frank said, this time he sighed too – that list was too damn long, both of them thought. If one man would target a family of cops it sure would be caused by the cops – Henry, Frank, Danny, Joe, Jamie – and Erin. They fell silent, until Henry walked into the kitchen. He couldn't help himself but giggle at the two, even though he understood the severity of the situation.
"Is my son treating you all right, Garrett?" Henry asked and the man looked a little bit lost.
"The press will be having a field day tomorrow, when they hear about this. Nothing, but a nightmare for me," he sighed and stood. There was nothing more for him to do here, now he would go to the office and get things sorted. It already looked like an all-nighter judging from the amount of missed calls on his phone. He had put it on silent when he arrived so they wouldn't be disturbed. "My advice?" Garrett asked before he walked to the door. Without letting the two older men answer he continued. "Get some sleep," he said and showed himself out the back door.
"I just spoke to Erin…" Henry started and sat down in the now vacant chair. "Nicky has been ordered to never be alone and campus security has been informed and they are keeping a discreet eye on her. Linda will keep the boys home all week if she has to. She is quite worried by the fact that someone has been watching them," Henry said while he poured himself a cup of the strong brew. Maybe a scotch would do the trick, he thought.
Weeks had gone by when Eddie let herself into Jamie's apartment. She would be back on duty as of next week, if the physical therapist gave her the good to go. Jamie on the other hand would probably be doing nothing for another two month, but the doctors were optimistic about the scaring.
"Hey, Reagan, look at this," Eddie called out when she walked into the open space. The TV was on, showing an old black and white western movie. Jamie peaked his head out of the door to the bedroom where he was rummaging. Eddie held up a pair of cuffs in her fingers with a smile.
"What's that?" Jamie asked with a smile and walked out of the bedroom.
"A present from Renzulli," she threw them to him and he caught them midair. He had almost forgotten how Duncan Miller got away with his cuffs, that night, six weeks ago. "He would be happy if you wouldn't lose these, too," Eddie giggled. She had passed the precinct on her way back from PT to update Renzulli on her shoulder. She could still feel it stinging once in a while, but it grew stronger every day. Jamie was smiling when he dropped down on the couch with the cuffs in his hands.
"I bet," he said when Eddie fell down beside him and changed the program.
"Do you think he knows?" Eddie asked him in awe when their fingers entwined. Jamie smiled. Part of him was thinking 'Sarge knows everything' but another part of him knew that Renzulli didn't want to know. If that was the case Jamie and Eddie would be separated and both of them were good enough to be training officers for the fresh paint out of the academy. Nothing had changed about the threat to the family. Not even a phone call from the guy. CSU had found nothing of significance, except footage of a man passing the house a couple of times, walking his dog around the blog. No one had been able to recognize the man, but the leads were few, if they existed at all. Danny was putting all of his spare time into looking for the guy, so much, that Linda had complained about it at Sunday dinner, which resulted in Danny being angry and left for work. When he came home that night he had realized how stupid he had acted and apologized to Linda.
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