"WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT?!"
JJ nearly fell apart at the seams when he had found out about Dee's termination.
"See what happens when you decide to split for a week?" Drake quipped, taking a swig of his drink.
"I wasn't on vacation!" JJ huffed with a pout. "I was on a case that Rose decided to give me, working ALONE I may add without my little Dee baby by my side and I COME BACK TO HEAR ABOUT THIS!!"
Drake and Ted exchanged looks of confusion as JJ bounced off the walls, weeping like a baby.
"Just wait until he finds out what happened to Dee after that," Ted murmured.
Drake shook his head with a slight sigh. "Poor man."
JJ suddenly seized as both of them started laughing hysterically. No doubt the two were being sarcastic.
"What's so funny?" JJ asked, face contorting into a frown.
When the two didn't answer him and continued to laugh, smoke came from JJ's ears, and then he gave a groundbreaking scream, shutting them up instantly.
"What happened to him after that?"
Drake was still shaking from the scream, and Ted was pretending not to hear and played with his fingers, humming some random song.
"WELL?!"
Drake pointed downwards while Ted just nodded his head. JJ realized what they were talking about after only a few seconds of thought.
"Dee's in the slammer, dude," Ted said. "Rumor has it that he tried to shoot Rosie and got Ryo instead. I wouldn't be surprised if he had life."
JJ gave another shrieking yell that caused the both of them to cover their ears.
"Dee wouldn't stoop that low! I mean, come on, we all hate Rose, but I don't think any of us would be stupid enough to shoot him.
Drake and Ted cowered and ducked down at their desks as Rose came up behind JJ, towering over the shorter man.
"You...uh...wanna say that again?"
JJ flinched. "Mamma..."
"Mamma's not going to help you. Get your head back on your shoulders and get with the program, unless you want to be like your friend. Drake, Ted, listen up. I have a new mission for the both of you. JJ you're in this too."
JJ gulped while the other two looked at the angry face of the commissioner.
"If I know that rat Dee as well as I think I do, he'll try to get out and you both are going to be there to talk to him until I get there. Now, if he escapes from you guys, the next thing he'll do is escape to the hospital to see Ryo, and that's where you're going to stay, JJ. I know you can't keep your ass off Dee, so we're going to leave you guarding Ryo's door, and if you see him, I'm verbally giving you PERMISSION to tackle him and try to steal a kiss out of him, and that will alert the staff to give me a buzz and I'll be down there to throw his ass back in where it belongs."
"But sir...are you sure Dee would try to shoot y—"
"Of course I'm sure! But the sick bastard got Ryo instead and for that I'd never let him get away! I want him back here so he could spend the rest of his life in a musty hell."
JJ, who was itching to scream, bounced back and forth nervously from foot to foot, waiting to be given permission to speak. When Rose noticed he was about to explode, he sighed with anger and allowed him to shine him with his not so words of wisdom.
"What?"
JJ was relieved to speak and tried to explain himself as calmly as possible, but ended up saying it louder than expected. "Commish, Dee would NEVER try to shoot—"
"Indispensable information as always," Rose said sarcastically, turning around to the door, throwing three folders in the table by the door before leaving. "Get on it right away."
"Dee wouldn't shoot anyone!" JJ finished, looking back at the two, then folded his arms with a huff. "I'm not doing it! I refuse to let Rose use me to capture his bait."
"Dee's not the bait, it's YOU who is, moron," Drake murmured, collecting the envelopes that were left by Rose, hitting JJ upside the head with his, before handing it over. JJ had to think about his previous sentence, and then nodded slowly.
"Right...so I'm the bait...to catch the fish...right?"
"Whatever," Drake said, sitting back down at the desk and opening it. The two nearly cracked up laughing as they pulled the report out.
"As if we don't know what Dee looks like. Who does commish think we are? JJ?" Drake said, looking at the document that would look like any criminal report, which included Dee's picture and his stats.
"Why did he even bother giving these to us? We already know who Dee is," Ted said, then read up on the incident. It was all in the way Rose had said it was. "Listen to this: Dee Laytner tried to shoot Commissioner Berkeley Rose, but shot Randy Maclean instead, then brought Randy to the hospital, where he stayed and wouldn't leave, acting innocent as if done nothing. Dee sat the entire night in the waiting room, causing a few disturbances, and when he couldn't take it anymore, he demanded he'd see Randy, and took it upon himself to enter, against their will. He had stayed there, until another scene took place, and two police officers had showed up to claim him, but he refused to go at first, making it hard on everyone. When the officers threatened to call for backup, they had successfully gotten Dee out of the hospital, and away from the building before he could make anymore scenes, brought to where he belonged."
"No doubt commissioner Rose wrote this one," Drake said, looking the whole thing over, parts Ted didn't read. "There's so much hate in just that one little summary paragraph, it's murder."
"I wouldn't trust Rose on this one. It seems like he's after Dee."
"DEEEEE!!" JJ cried out, staring at Dee's picture and kissing it at rapid speed.
Drake and Ted exchanged looks.
"Well at least we know one idiot isn't going to succeed."
Ted chuckled.
"Alright, guys, time to go kick up plan A. JJ get out of here, Ted come with me, and we'll go downstairs to see if Rose's calculations were correct."
"This is a little asinine if you ask me," JJ said, hugging Dee's file close to him as if it were a symbol of wealth. "DEE WOULDN'T TRY TO SHOOT—"
"Let's go," Ted said, throwing JJ his coat, kicking the man out of the office so he could go start his part of the mission. "It's not our job to determine if he did it or not. Rose was there and as much as I hate the guy, I don't he'd lie about this."
"BUT HE HATES DEE—"
Drake and Ted left the office, leaving JJ there to scream in his own little world about how unfair it was, but not wanting to be unemployed for the rest of his life, he hugs the file close and darts out of the office with the hopes of Dee breaking out so he could steal one real life kiss instead of a black and white picture that was a couple years old.
"Plan A, plan A," JJ whispered to himself. "Gotta get to the hospital."
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Sorry for yet another long update! I'm starting to lose ideas for this fic and hadn't expected it would drag on this far, but as long as I'm still getting reviews for it and you guys are enjoying it, I'll keep going for as long as everyone wants me to. I'm looking for some ideas. If anyone wants to see this story go a certain way or have a certain someone enter the picture, let me know and I'll gladly take it into consideration. As far as everyone else who's reviewed is concerned, thanks a whole lot! It means a bunch to me!
JJ nearly fell apart at the seams when he had found out about Dee's termination.
"See what happens when you decide to split for a week?" Drake quipped, taking a swig of his drink.
"I wasn't on vacation!" JJ huffed with a pout. "I was on a case that Rose decided to give me, working ALONE I may add without my little Dee baby by my side and I COME BACK TO HEAR ABOUT THIS!!"
Drake and Ted exchanged looks of confusion as JJ bounced off the walls, weeping like a baby.
"Just wait until he finds out what happened to Dee after that," Ted murmured.
Drake shook his head with a slight sigh. "Poor man."
JJ suddenly seized as both of them started laughing hysterically. No doubt the two were being sarcastic.
"What's so funny?" JJ asked, face contorting into a frown.
When the two didn't answer him and continued to laugh, smoke came from JJ's ears, and then he gave a groundbreaking scream, shutting them up instantly.
"What happened to him after that?"
Drake was still shaking from the scream, and Ted was pretending not to hear and played with his fingers, humming some random song.
"WELL?!"
Drake pointed downwards while Ted just nodded his head. JJ realized what they were talking about after only a few seconds of thought.
"Dee's in the slammer, dude," Ted said. "Rumor has it that he tried to shoot Rosie and got Ryo instead. I wouldn't be surprised if he had life."
JJ gave another shrieking yell that caused the both of them to cover their ears.
"Dee wouldn't stoop that low! I mean, come on, we all hate Rose, but I don't think any of us would be stupid enough to shoot him.
Drake and Ted cowered and ducked down at their desks as Rose came up behind JJ, towering over the shorter man.
"You...uh...wanna say that again?"
JJ flinched. "Mamma..."
"Mamma's not going to help you. Get your head back on your shoulders and get with the program, unless you want to be like your friend. Drake, Ted, listen up. I have a new mission for the both of you. JJ you're in this too."
JJ gulped while the other two looked at the angry face of the commissioner.
"If I know that rat Dee as well as I think I do, he'll try to get out and you both are going to be there to talk to him until I get there. Now, if he escapes from you guys, the next thing he'll do is escape to the hospital to see Ryo, and that's where you're going to stay, JJ. I know you can't keep your ass off Dee, so we're going to leave you guarding Ryo's door, and if you see him, I'm verbally giving you PERMISSION to tackle him and try to steal a kiss out of him, and that will alert the staff to give me a buzz and I'll be down there to throw his ass back in where it belongs."
"But sir...are you sure Dee would try to shoot y—"
"Of course I'm sure! But the sick bastard got Ryo instead and for that I'd never let him get away! I want him back here so he could spend the rest of his life in a musty hell."
JJ, who was itching to scream, bounced back and forth nervously from foot to foot, waiting to be given permission to speak. When Rose noticed he was about to explode, he sighed with anger and allowed him to shine him with his not so words of wisdom.
"What?"
JJ was relieved to speak and tried to explain himself as calmly as possible, but ended up saying it louder than expected. "Commish, Dee would NEVER try to shoot—"
"Indispensable information as always," Rose said sarcastically, turning around to the door, throwing three folders in the table by the door before leaving. "Get on it right away."
"Dee wouldn't shoot anyone!" JJ finished, looking back at the two, then folded his arms with a huff. "I'm not doing it! I refuse to let Rose use me to capture his bait."
"Dee's not the bait, it's YOU who is, moron," Drake murmured, collecting the envelopes that were left by Rose, hitting JJ upside the head with his, before handing it over. JJ had to think about his previous sentence, and then nodded slowly.
"Right...so I'm the bait...to catch the fish...right?"
"Whatever," Drake said, sitting back down at the desk and opening it. The two nearly cracked up laughing as they pulled the report out.
"As if we don't know what Dee looks like. Who does commish think we are? JJ?" Drake said, looking at the document that would look like any criminal report, which included Dee's picture and his stats.
"Why did he even bother giving these to us? We already know who Dee is," Ted said, then read up on the incident. It was all in the way Rose had said it was. "Listen to this: Dee Laytner tried to shoot Commissioner Berkeley Rose, but shot Randy Maclean instead, then brought Randy to the hospital, where he stayed and wouldn't leave, acting innocent as if done nothing. Dee sat the entire night in the waiting room, causing a few disturbances, and when he couldn't take it anymore, he demanded he'd see Randy, and took it upon himself to enter, against their will. He had stayed there, until another scene took place, and two police officers had showed up to claim him, but he refused to go at first, making it hard on everyone. When the officers threatened to call for backup, they had successfully gotten Dee out of the hospital, and away from the building before he could make anymore scenes, brought to where he belonged."
"No doubt commissioner Rose wrote this one," Drake said, looking the whole thing over, parts Ted didn't read. "There's so much hate in just that one little summary paragraph, it's murder."
"I wouldn't trust Rose on this one. It seems like he's after Dee."
"DEEEEE!!" JJ cried out, staring at Dee's picture and kissing it at rapid speed.
Drake and Ted exchanged looks.
"Well at least we know one idiot isn't going to succeed."
Ted chuckled.
"Alright, guys, time to go kick up plan A. JJ get out of here, Ted come with me, and we'll go downstairs to see if Rose's calculations were correct."
"This is a little asinine if you ask me," JJ said, hugging Dee's file close to him as if it were a symbol of wealth. "DEE WOULDN'T TRY TO SHOOT—"
"Let's go," Ted said, throwing JJ his coat, kicking the man out of the office so he could go start his part of the mission. "It's not our job to determine if he did it or not. Rose was there and as much as I hate the guy, I don't he'd lie about this."
"BUT HE HATES DEE—"
Drake and Ted left the office, leaving JJ there to scream in his own little world about how unfair it was, but not wanting to be unemployed for the rest of his life, he hugs the file close and darts out of the office with the hopes of Dee breaking out so he could steal one real life kiss instead of a black and white picture that was a couple years old.
"Plan A, plan A," JJ whispered to himself. "Gotta get to the hospital."
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Sorry for yet another long update! I'm starting to lose ideas for this fic and hadn't expected it would drag on this far, but as long as I'm still getting reviews for it and you guys are enjoying it, I'll keep going for as long as everyone wants me to. I'm looking for some ideas. If anyone wants to see this story go a certain way or have a certain someone enter the picture, let me know and I'll gladly take it into consideration. As far as everyone else who's reviewed is concerned, thanks a whole lot! It means a bunch to me!