Nope, still don't own anything to do with Jump Street
Chapter 3: Trouble
Doug and Tom looked at each other. "Why don't they just do as they're told? They always have to resist." Tom shook his head and pointed his gun at John. "Give it up John."
Tom's demand was met with a laugh. "Don't think so boys…I am going to walk out of here and you guys are just going to forget all about me." John began backing up, looking for an escape.
Tom shook his head once again. "Don't think so John. Either you give up now or we'll have to take you in forcefully." He emphasized his words by removing the safety on his gun. Unfortunately, John pointed his gun towards Tom and fired off a shot. Luckily, he was a bad shot and it just whizzed past his ear. Doug took the opportunity to tackle Tom to the ground and drag him behind a dumpster along the wall.
Doug quickly looked over his partner, "Are you hit?" Hanson nodded and peeked out from behind the dumpster. John was making his way around the corner of the building.
"Shit, he's getting away." Tom stood up and took off after him. "You take care of Cory."
Doug stood up and made his way over to Cory, who was crouched down against the wall with his head down and his arms covering his head. Doug grabbed his arms and yanked him to his feet. "Get up and put your hands behind your back." He continued reading Cory his rights and put the handcuffs on him. "Why do you idiots always have to run?"
Tom had his gun steadied in front of him and was making his way around the corner. He had lost site of John and was beginning to worry that he had gotten away. He quickly took a look around the corner and saw that it was safe to proceed. So, with his gun hand outstretched, he carefully rounded the corner. Tom took a few steps and then heard a faint noise behind him. Quickly he turned around only to receive a strong blow to his left temple. Stunned, he staggered forward and tried to focus on what had hit him. He was able to focus long enough to see John towering over him with his gun in hand. John reached out and grabbed Tom by the arm.
"I told you that I was going to walk out of here and you aren't going to stop me." With that, he raised his hand and brought the gun down onto Tom's temple once again. Tom let out a cry and dropped to his knees. His vision swam in and out of focus and a sharp pain shot through his head. By the time his body hit the ground, John was already out of site. Tom didn't seem to notice though. All he could focus on was the immense pain in his head and that the world around him was becoming black…so black until it faded into nothingness.
Doug had finished reading Cory his rights and looked towards where Tom had taken off too. He was beginning to worry about his partner. He had heard what seemed to be a scuffle in the distance and decided he'd better check it out. He reached over and unlocked one of Cory's handcuffs and put it through a bar on the dumpster and then closed it around his wrist. "Don't move… I'll be back for you." He then took the safety off his gun and began to walk towards the corner of the alley. All seemed quiet now and he was really beginning to worry.
He reached the corner and paused. Still no sound. "Tom? You there?" When he was met with nothing but silence, he cautiously rounded the corner and stopped in his tracks. There, lying face down on the pavement was his partner. Tom Hanson was lying deathly still. Doug took one last quick look around and saw no sign of John. He quickly made his way to his partner and leaned down.
"Tommy? Can you hear me? Are you hit?" Doug took a deep breath and turned his partner over. Once Tom was on his back, Doug noticed the huge gash on his temple. "Shit….Hanson, can you hear me? Come on buddy, answer me please." Doug cradled Tom's head in his lap while untying his bandana. He gently pressed it to Tom's head to try and control the bleeding. There was so much blood. Doug gently patted Tom's cheek and said, "Come on Tom, you need to wake up for me." However, his pleas were met with silence.
Doug looked around and wondered what he should do. He knew he needed to get help for Tom, but he didn't want to leave his friend alone with a head injury. Just then Doug noticed someone walking by the alleyway. "Hey, you…come here. I need your help."
A young woman cautiously walked up to the officers. She let out a gasp when she noticed Tom's injury. "What happened?"
Doug pulled out his badge and showed it to the woman. "I need you to go call and get an ambulance here right away. Tell them Officer Tom Hanson has a head injury and we need help right away." The woman quickly nodded and took off running for a phone.
As Doug watched her leave, Tom began to stir. Doug looked down and noticed Tom trying to open his eyes. "That's it Tommy, open your eyes. I'm here."
Tom was fighting trying to open his eyes. He heard a voice calling him, coaxing him from his slumber. He was finally able to open his eyes and he looked up into the face of a worried man looking back at him. "Wh..What happened?" He was able to ask.
Doug shot Tom a worried look. "You were hit…lay still, an ambulance will be here soon. You probably have a concussion."
Tom reached his hand up to feel a huge gash in his temple. The pain was almost unbearable. He closed his eyes tightly, trying to get the pain to fade.
"Come on Hanson, I need you to stay awake for me."
Suddenly, Tom was haunted by a scene that played out in his head. He saw a man raise a gun and smash it into his head. He opened his eyes and couldn't help but shiver out of fear.
"Hey, it's okay Tommy. Help is on the way." Doug became startled when he felt his partner shiver and the color drained from his face. "Hanson, hey man, are you okay?"
Tom pulled out of Doug's grasp. "G-Get away from me…I don't know you." He struggled, but was able to sit up. He was feeling very anxious at this point and just wanted to get away from this man. He struggled to his feet, grabbing his throbbing head as he stood up. "Leave me alone."
Doug couldn't believe what he was hearing. He took a step towards Hanson and put his arm out to steady his swaying partner. "Tom, it's me Doug."
Tom brushed his arm away and looked him in the eyes. "I don't know any Doug…and why do you keep calling me Hanson?" Tom put his hand against the wall to try and steady himself. The world was beginning to swirl in front of him and he was having a hard time staying conscious.
Doug tried once more to steady his partner, only to be pushed away. "Tom, what are you talking about? That's your name, Tom Hanson." Doug was beginning to worry about the sudden loss of recognition from his partner.
Tom tried once more to push Doug away. "N-no, my name is…Tom McQuaid." He put his hand to his head as the pain became unbearable. The world was spinning and he took a step towards the larger man. Suddenly he lost his battle with consciousness and fell forward.
Doug rushed up and caught his partner just before he hit the ground. He lowered him gently to the ground and let out a sigh. His partner was hurt more than he thought. His partner, Tom Hanson was missing and had been replaced with Tom McQuaid. As he began to wonder how Tom would get through this, he could hear the sirens in the background to signal that help was on it's way. What other surprises would be waiting for him after his partner regained consciousness? Would his best friend Tom Hanson be there when he woke up? Doug ran a hand over his eyes and took another worried glance down at his partner. "It's going to be fine Tommy. Help is on its way. Don't worry buddy, we'll get through this together." Doug could only hope that his friend would recognize him when he woke up.
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