JJ
was given a cell phone so Drake and Ted could reach him if Rose's
hunch was correct. It was their first time in the musty temporary
jail cell. Ted pushed away cobwebs as he made his way down the stairs
at Drake's side.
"Do you really think he's guilty, man? I mean, we all know Dee. Perhaps not as humbly as JJ but we do know he wouldn't shoot anyone on purpose. Maybe it was an accident?"
Drake hushed him, for he was speaking a little too loudly in the hollow, echoing room. Ted took a glimpse at the cells from the bottom of the stair.
"Well, whatever you want to call it, it made Dee escape," he pointed out, motioning towards the open cell door, lock picked. "Whoever frisked him must have done one hell of a horrible job."
Drake seconded that.
"Looks like the lock was picked in a blink of an eye."
"Well you know how old these cells are. So where do you think our man is heading?"
Drake frowned at Ted, astonished. "Dude, 'our man?' It's only Dee."
Ted shrugged. "Well, what do you think he is? Would you rather me call him 'our woman?'"
Drake rolled his eyes. "Just don't let him catch you saying it."
He pulled out his cellular and dialed JJ. It took two attempts and five rings to finally reach him.
"Sorry, I was...in the bathroom," JJ said immediately after picking up.
Typical.
"He's not here," Drake said, walking back up the stairs to the outside and ignoring JJ's last hesitation. "You were right."
He could see JJ smiling right through the phone.
"I told you!!" he shouted.
"Save the celebration. Where are you?"
JJ vacillated before speaking, starting off the sentence with both 'um' and 'ah'.
"Never mind," Drake interrupted him. "I know just what your doing. Looking for Dee elsewhere, right?"
JJ slapped his hand to his face. The two knew him all too well.
"Well..."
"Well nothing. Get out of Dee's house and head to the hospital like you were suppose to."
Drake knew right off hand where JJ was without even being told. He was crazy over Dee and wouldn't hesitate to drop this silly case and do one of his own. JJ could be very smart if he actually had a little common sense.
"We're onto Plan B, seeing as though plan A didn't work after all. Rose wants us to head over to Ryo's and look for any clues there. He said he was going to meet up with us there because he knows the place better."
"Umm..."
"Just do your job JJ. Call us if you see Dee."
Drake hung up, unable to comprehend the fact that this was their friend they were chasing after and trying to apprehend. Of course, it wouldn't take a million dollars to convince the two that Dee was innocent, and it wouldn't even take JJ all the money in the world to say it. Dee was arrogant and obnoxious, but not a murderer. However, the two didn't want to lose their job, so they just kept telling themselves they were out for the certainty, not justice.
JJ arrived at the hospital. The staff was expecting him and allowed him in to see Ryo for a couple of minutes. JJ hoped in the back of his mind that when Ryo awoke, he wouldn't be subjected to blackouts and would remember every full detail as it happened that night. There was just no possible way that Dee would hit Ryo instead of Rose, even on accident. First of all, Dee wasn't careless with a gun; second of all, Ryo wasn't crazy enough to get within ten feet of Rose without suffering some sort of consequence.
JJ sighed as he looked over the man that lay perfectly still in the bed before him. He never did really like Ryo because of Dee, but still, he respected him and wished this went down some other way, not seeing Ryo nearly dead in a hospital bed.
"Don't worry Ryo, if you die, I'll make sure I take good care of Dee for you," JJ promised, patting his colleagues shoulder.
"What are we looking for anyway? Is that kid supposed to be staring at us like that?"
Ted looked over his shoulder to notice Bikky glaring back at the both of them, getting instant chills and beads of sweat. "Yikes. That kid has a better death grip than commissioner Rose."
Drake smiled casually and walked over to Bikky. "You may be a little too young to notice this, but we're at a crime scene, so you shouldn't be here. Is there a friends house you can go to for the next couple of days?"
"I live here," Bikky backfired, folding his arms. "I can be here all I want. And I'm not a kid. You must be mistaking me for your partner over there."
Ted blushed, not used to taking sarcasm from kids.
"Drake!"
Ted begged mentally for help on this one.
"Okay," Drake sighed. "Do you know what happened to...to..."
"Ryo," Bikky answered when he saw Drake dumbly snapping his fingers.
"Yeah! Ryo, that's right."
"I wasn't here, all I know is that bastard Dee came in drunk one night after he hit him and begged for his forgiveness, but I tell you, if I see Dee again, his blood will be on my hands and I will be laughing about it."
Ted and Drake exchanged glances.
"Dee did it you say?"
Bikky nodded swiftly. "Of course he did it. He's been after Ryo's nuts for years, but is always pissed off when Ryo doesn't give him his blow."
Drake blushed and looked away momentarily, not expecting to hear that sort of thing from a minor. He cleared his throat. "Yeah...err...so you didn't see anyone else in the apartment that night?"
"I don't need to see anyone else. I know it's Dee. He got pissed off and decided to show his true nature. If he can't have him, he doesn't want anyone having him. It's pure jealousy."
Instead of doing what he was supposed to be doing, Drake stood there in awe as he listened to the supposed truth spill straight out of the boy's mouth. It was exactly like Rose had said, nearly word for word.
"Am I going to have to do your job or can you take it from here?"
Drake jumped back into reality and scribbled down Bikky's words on paper. He wasn't a witness, but Rose would pay to hear these things coming from his mouth. As much as Ted and Drake believed his innocence, they took notes for the sake of their jobs.
When Bikky was completed with his fifteen minute speech on how much he hated Dee and would writhe in pleasure to see the man rot away for the rest of his life, he left, back over to Carol's where he had been all along, just coming back for a fresh set of clothes.
"Dude, there's nothing here we need to be investigating. Wanna know why? Because there's nothing wrong with this room!" Drake said loudly, looking around carefully, searching for anything that just might be out of place.
"Done bitching yet?"
The door shut and the two were graced with Rose's presence.
"Sir," Ted greeted.
"What are we looking for?" Drake asked, getting annoyed.
"Nothing," Rose said, picking up something he had left there a few days ago and pocketed it.
"Nothing?" Ted repeated.
"I just wanted a statement from that kid who hates Dee. Needless to say I've grown quite fond of him," Rose said with a smirk. "Did you get anything?"
This was going too far. Right after he had said this, the two knew it very well that he was messing around. He was just doing this to get back at Dee for loving Ryo, even after every obstacle in the world was thrown at him. They pitied Rose, but still had to go along with it.
After reading over what Bikky had said, Rose smiled to himself. "With this kid's help, I'll have Dee right where he belongs."
JJ almost nodded off every other second waiting for Dee to show up. He kept telling himself that he would see Dee's lovely face in a matter of seconds, so forced himself to stay alert. When it wasn't Dee he saw, but Rose with Ted and Drake, he stood up so quickly that he forgot the file was on his lap and papers scattered everywhere onto the floor.
"Relax, it's not you I'm coming to kill," Rose said icily, and then looked at his motionless loved one, shirtless and a bandaged up chest. "Did you see Dee?"
JJ collected his papers in frenzy, and then took his place inside the room, out of breath. "N-No."
Rose couldn't take his eyes off of Ryo. He was just too beautiful to do it. Rose approached him, smiling warmly, and lightly brushed his fingers through Ryo's sandy colored hair.
"Soon we will have Dee right where we want him, and you will be free to love me without him getting in the way."
Ted and Drake tried their hardest not to burst out laughing, and in a rather sick and twisted way, JJ tried not to as well, but not for the same reason. With Dee away from Ryo, it was the perfect chance to finally get what he wanted. He had nearly hit himself for not thinking of it before and hoped Ryo would have those blackouts after all.
Rose was in the process of admiring Ryo when his heart jumped up in his throat as Ryo's eyelids tightened before opening with a flutter. A small moan came from his throat as his eyes adjusted to the blaring artificial light above him.
"Where am I?" he asked in a slight groan before feeling a hand over his.
"You're in the hospital, Ryo. You were shot by Dee," Rose said, wasting no time. Ted, Drake, and JJ stood stiff as boards as their commissioner lied right in front of their eyes.
Ryo weakly brought his free hand up to rub his eyes, forcing them to adjust to the brightly lit room, and that's when he saw Rose and his colleagues.
"Dee...what?" he inquired in a low voice, trying to remember.
His soft brown eyes looked to Rose in confusion, as if unable to comprehend what was going on.
Rose put on a serious look and took Ryo's hand in his, kneeling down at his side. Ryo looked over at him curiously, as if clueless to what was going on. This was perfect, just what Rose wanted. Ryo didn't remember a single thing and was able to finally get his revenge against Dee. He didn't care if this was childish or not. He was going to get his way finally.
"Dee shot you. He meant to shoot me, but you took a bullet for me, because you like me."
Ryo gave a weak frown. "I...like...you?"
Ryo was clearly not all with it and Rose had read somewhere that if something like this happens to a patient right when they wake up, they'll remember it, even if they pass out again. It will be the first thing on their minds when they wake up.
"You do, Ryo, you do, and Dee won't get in the way of us anymore, I promise."
It was right then and there that Dee was spotted right in the middle of the doorway.
"Do you really think he's guilty, man? I mean, we all know Dee. Perhaps not as humbly as JJ but we do know he wouldn't shoot anyone on purpose. Maybe it was an accident?"
Drake hushed him, for he was speaking a little too loudly in the hollow, echoing room. Ted took a glimpse at the cells from the bottom of the stair.
"Well, whatever you want to call it, it made Dee escape," he pointed out, motioning towards the open cell door, lock picked. "Whoever frisked him must have done one hell of a horrible job."
Drake seconded that.
"Looks like the lock was picked in a blink of an eye."
"Well you know how old these cells are. So where do you think our man is heading?"
Drake frowned at Ted, astonished. "Dude, 'our man?' It's only Dee."
Ted shrugged. "Well, what do you think he is? Would you rather me call him 'our woman?'"
Drake rolled his eyes. "Just don't let him catch you saying it."
He pulled out his cellular and dialed JJ. It took two attempts and five rings to finally reach him.
"Sorry, I was...in the bathroom," JJ said immediately after picking up.
Typical.
"He's not here," Drake said, walking back up the stairs to the outside and ignoring JJ's last hesitation. "You were right."
He could see JJ smiling right through the phone.
"I told you!!" he shouted.
"Save the celebration. Where are you?"
JJ vacillated before speaking, starting off the sentence with both 'um' and 'ah'.
"Never mind," Drake interrupted him. "I know just what your doing. Looking for Dee elsewhere, right?"
JJ slapped his hand to his face. The two knew him all too well.
"Well..."
"Well nothing. Get out of Dee's house and head to the hospital like you were suppose to."
Drake knew right off hand where JJ was without even being told. He was crazy over Dee and wouldn't hesitate to drop this silly case and do one of his own. JJ could be very smart if he actually had a little common sense.
"We're onto Plan B, seeing as though plan A didn't work after all. Rose wants us to head over to Ryo's and look for any clues there. He said he was going to meet up with us there because he knows the place better."
"Umm..."
"Just do your job JJ. Call us if you see Dee."
Drake hung up, unable to comprehend the fact that this was their friend they were chasing after and trying to apprehend. Of course, it wouldn't take a million dollars to convince the two that Dee was innocent, and it wouldn't even take JJ all the money in the world to say it. Dee was arrogant and obnoxious, but not a murderer. However, the two didn't want to lose their job, so they just kept telling themselves they were out for the certainty, not justice.
JJ arrived at the hospital. The staff was expecting him and allowed him in to see Ryo for a couple of minutes. JJ hoped in the back of his mind that when Ryo awoke, he wouldn't be subjected to blackouts and would remember every full detail as it happened that night. There was just no possible way that Dee would hit Ryo instead of Rose, even on accident. First of all, Dee wasn't careless with a gun; second of all, Ryo wasn't crazy enough to get within ten feet of Rose without suffering some sort of consequence.
JJ sighed as he looked over the man that lay perfectly still in the bed before him. He never did really like Ryo because of Dee, but still, he respected him and wished this went down some other way, not seeing Ryo nearly dead in a hospital bed.
"Don't worry Ryo, if you die, I'll make sure I take good care of Dee for you," JJ promised, patting his colleagues shoulder.
"What are we looking for anyway? Is that kid supposed to be staring at us like that?"
Ted looked over his shoulder to notice Bikky glaring back at the both of them, getting instant chills and beads of sweat. "Yikes. That kid has a better death grip than commissioner Rose."
Drake smiled casually and walked over to Bikky. "You may be a little too young to notice this, but we're at a crime scene, so you shouldn't be here. Is there a friends house you can go to for the next couple of days?"
"I live here," Bikky backfired, folding his arms. "I can be here all I want. And I'm not a kid. You must be mistaking me for your partner over there."
Ted blushed, not used to taking sarcasm from kids.
"Drake!"
Ted begged mentally for help on this one.
"Okay," Drake sighed. "Do you know what happened to...to..."
"Ryo," Bikky answered when he saw Drake dumbly snapping his fingers.
"Yeah! Ryo, that's right."
"I wasn't here, all I know is that bastard Dee came in drunk one night after he hit him and begged for his forgiveness, but I tell you, if I see Dee again, his blood will be on my hands and I will be laughing about it."
Ted and Drake exchanged glances.
"Dee did it you say?"
Bikky nodded swiftly. "Of course he did it. He's been after Ryo's nuts for years, but is always pissed off when Ryo doesn't give him his blow."
Drake blushed and looked away momentarily, not expecting to hear that sort of thing from a minor. He cleared his throat. "Yeah...err...so you didn't see anyone else in the apartment that night?"
"I don't need to see anyone else. I know it's Dee. He got pissed off and decided to show his true nature. If he can't have him, he doesn't want anyone having him. It's pure jealousy."
Instead of doing what he was supposed to be doing, Drake stood there in awe as he listened to the supposed truth spill straight out of the boy's mouth. It was exactly like Rose had said, nearly word for word.
"Am I going to have to do your job or can you take it from here?"
Drake jumped back into reality and scribbled down Bikky's words on paper. He wasn't a witness, but Rose would pay to hear these things coming from his mouth. As much as Ted and Drake believed his innocence, they took notes for the sake of their jobs.
When Bikky was completed with his fifteen minute speech on how much he hated Dee and would writhe in pleasure to see the man rot away for the rest of his life, he left, back over to Carol's where he had been all along, just coming back for a fresh set of clothes.
"Dude, there's nothing here we need to be investigating. Wanna know why? Because there's nothing wrong with this room!" Drake said loudly, looking around carefully, searching for anything that just might be out of place.
"Done bitching yet?"
The door shut and the two were graced with Rose's presence.
"Sir," Ted greeted.
"What are we looking for?" Drake asked, getting annoyed.
"Nothing," Rose said, picking up something he had left there a few days ago and pocketed it.
"Nothing?" Ted repeated.
"I just wanted a statement from that kid who hates Dee. Needless to say I've grown quite fond of him," Rose said with a smirk. "Did you get anything?"
This was going too far. Right after he had said this, the two knew it very well that he was messing around. He was just doing this to get back at Dee for loving Ryo, even after every obstacle in the world was thrown at him. They pitied Rose, but still had to go along with it.
After reading over what Bikky had said, Rose smiled to himself. "With this kid's help, I'll have Dee right where he belongs."
JJ almost nodded off every other second waiting for Dee to show up. He kept telling himself that he would see Dee's lovely face in a matter of seconds, so forced himself to stay alert. When it wasn't Dee he saw, but Rose with Ted and Drake, he stood up so quickly that he forgot the file was on his lap and papers scattered everywhere onto the floor.
"Relax, it's not you I'm coming to kill," Rose said icily, and then looked at his motionless loved one, shirtless and a bandaged up chest. "Did you see Dee?"
JJ collected his papers in frenzy, and then took his place inside the room, out of breath. "N-No."
Rose couldn't take his eyes off of Ryo. He was just too beautiful to do it. Rose approached him, smiling warmly, and lightly brushed his fingers through Ryo's sandy colored hair.
"Soon we will have Dee right where we want him, and you will be free to love me without him getting in the way."
Ted and Drake tried their hardest not to burst out laughing, and in a rather sick and twisted way, JJ tried not to as well, but not for the same reason. With Dee away from Ryo, it was the perfect chance to finally get what he wanted. He had nearly hit himself for not thinking of it before and hoped Ryo would have those blackouts after all.
Rose was in the process of admiring Ryo when his heart jumped up in his throat as Ryo's eyelids tightened before opening with a flutter. A small moan came from his throat as his eyes adjusted to the blaring artificial light above him.
"Where am I?" he asked in a slight groan before feeling a hand over his.
"You're in the hospital, Ryo. You were shot by Dee," Rose said, wasting no time. Ted, Drake, and JJ stood stiff as boards as their commissioner lied right in front of their eyes.
Ryo weakly brought his free hand up to rub his eyes, forcing them to adjust to the brightly lit room, and that's when he saw Rose and his colleagues.
"Dee...what?" he inquired in a low voice, trying to remember.
His soft brown eyes looked to Rose in confusion, as if unable to comprehend what was going on.
Rose put on a serious look and took Ryo's hand in his, kneeling down at his side. Ryo looked over at him curiously, as if clueless to what was going on. This was perfect, just what Rose wanted. Ryo didn't remember a single thing and was able to finally get his revenge against Dee. He didn't care if this was childish or not. He was going to get his way finally.
"Dee shot you. He meant to shoot me, but you took a bullet for me, because you like me."
Ryo gave a weak frown. "I...like...you?"
Ryo was clearly not all with it and Rose had read somewhere that if something like this happens to a patient right when they wake up, they'll remember it, even if they pass out again. It will be the first thing on their minds when they wake up.
"You do, Ryo, you do, and Dee won't get in the way of us anymore, I promise."
It was right then and there that Dee was spotted right in the middle of the doorway.
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Sorry for the long update! I will be ending this fic soon. There will probably be just one more chapter. I didn't expect it to keep going like this and have all those reviews. Thank you everyone so much for making that happen!