My nick-name is Jazz. All of my friends call me that. They have for years. I don't even remember how it started anymore. Your comment's make me smile and prove to me that I am not crazy for falling head over heels for this story. Thank you for your kind words and as always, enjoy.

"Chapter 6"

Te Amo

Pov- Julie

Ranger called a meeting as soon as we pulled into the RangeMan lot. Shilo hadn't said anything about her second talk with Gavin on the drive since we all knew she'd have to tell the story over again. Every gathered around the conference table. Dad, Steph, Hector, Tank, Lester, Blaze, and Hal. Bobby came in and passed Shilo a couple of pain pills along with a glass. She smiled at him and tossed them back. Her neck must be bugging her.

I sat down next to Blaze and Shilo sat on the end next to me. Ranger told us earlier that Shilo had agreed to work with TPD. It caught me off guard since I knew she wasn't comfortable with police. I wondered what had changed her mind. Dad started the meeting quick and then tossed the reigns over to Shilo so she could fill us all in on everything she'd learned.

She told us everything; Starting with her statement and Morelli asking her to work with TPD. Then she moved onto her interrogation and the information she'd gathered from Gavin Lynch. "Morelli said they'd call the control room if they needed to reach me." She explained.

"You didn't tell them he spoke English?" Hal asked.

I shook my head. "Didn't seem important; besides you guys didn't mention it when you dropped him off."

"You're starting to sound like you like this guy." Lester said offhanded, "Don't forget he tried to kill Julie, would have tried to kill you too."

Shilo shrugged her shoulders. "He was doing his job when he attacked us. I don't like him, but I get what he's doing. He's protecting his family, regardless of the cost to himself. That's something I can respect."

"We should put more effort into the possibility of a kidnapping." Tank said. "This whole thing feels off to me. What porpoise would they have to come all the way to America just to kidnap someone, when the Lynch's are working for them? Who are they after?"

There were some general murmurings of having no flipping idea. Nothing about this case made sense anymore.

"We're all ready monitoring the O'Donnell's." Ranger said. "We'll just have to start paying more attention to what they're doing at each location." He glanced over at Hector. "Have you heard anything in the streets?"

Hector shook his head. "Not much, the gangs don't meddle with mob business."

"Do we know what Family shot up Wild Horse yet?" Hal asked.

Ranger shook his head. "I've made some calls, but nothing yet. So far it looks like all of the locals Families have reason to run the O'Donnell's out of town."

"We're running out of time." Bobby added. "Michael's bond runs out in five days."

We talked for a little while longer and then the meeting was interrupted by a viscous growl from Lester's stomach.

"and with that." Ranger said, smirking at Lester. "Let's break for lunch."

I slid my chair around the corner of the table and stopped at Shilo's side. "You like meatball subs?" I asked her.

She smiled. "Last time we made a lunch date, we got our asses kicked and wound up in the hospital."

I chuckled, "Could be a good way to stumble upon Michael again."

"I'll go with you."

I glanced up as Blaze approached us and sat on the edge of the table. "Razor's itching to get out of the building for awhile." He added. "I was going to ask if you ladies wanted to join us for lunch, but Pino's sounds great."

"What's a Pino?" Shilo asked.

Blaze grinned at me. "She's a Pino's virgin?"

I nodded. "It's her first time to New Jersey, cut her some slack. There hasn't been time for a proper tour of the city yet."

"I'll get Razor and meet you in the garage." He walked away.

"What's Pino's?" Shilo asked again.

I smiled. "Just trust me."

Twenty minutes later, we had the back booth of Pino's all to ourselves. Razor pulled Shilo into the booth seat next to him and I 'accidently' kicked him under the table for taking my chance to sit next to her. As it was, Blaze pulled me down with him and reclined in his seat with one of his long lanky arms thrown along the back of it.

A waitress came over and took our drink orders, leaving menus behind. Shilo picked up the menu and started looking over the selection. After a moment she glanced over the top of it and noticed none of us had moved to pick up our menu's.

"I take it you come here a lot?" She asked.

I nodded. "It's a local hot stop/cop shop. Most of the people in here are cop's or family's of cop's. We probably come here once a week."

"Foods great." Razor added, "Why don't we just order two large garbage pizza's?"

I shook my head. "Can't."

"You love the garbage pizza." Blaze said.

"I do," I agreed. "and we can get it, but no mushrooms this time." I said, remembering when Shilo had asked me to order for her at the dinner.

"Why?" He asked.

Shilo raised her hand. "My fault, I'm allergic."

"Two giant garbage pizza's hold the mushroom's of death." Razor said when the waitress came back and set our drinks down."

"Is it a bad allergy?" Blaze asked.

Shilo nodded. "If I think about mushrooms for too long I break out in hives. If I were to eat one you'd have maybe ten minutes to get me to a hospital."

"Sounds like my allergy to monitor duty." Razor asked, effectively getting us all laughing.

"Not sure the Boss would buy that one." Blaze teased.

We chatted easily until the food got there and then everyone's attention diverted to the pizza. After the first few bites were down, we started talking again. I felt Shilo's leg touch mine under the table and, when I looked up, she smiled at me. I grinned and pressed back, glad for the small connection.

We ate, we talked, and when we couldn't put it off anymore, we returned to the RangeMan office to get back to work. Shilo went up to her room and came down with her own laptop. I stood next to her cubical and watched as she pulled out a handful of wires and started hooking it up to her RangeMan computer.

"What are you doing?"

She grinned and then dropped to her knees to crawl under the desk and started messing with more wires. "I'm hooking up, I want to use my computer because I'm more familiar with it, but I want to be able to access some of the RangeMan programs."

She sat back in her chair and started to swivel back and forth between the two computers. She hit a button on her laptop and a program on the RangeMan computer popped up and started running.

"Creepy." I said.

"Hack-er" She said in sing-song. "I'll be more productive this way."

I was just turning to leave when Hector came rushing down the hallway.

"One of our alarms went off; someone's hacking into your computer."

Shilo looked up from her monitor. "Oops, I thought I got around all of your security."

Ranger appeared next and raised an eyebrow at the mess of wire's that had magically appeared in Shilo's space. "Problem?" He asked.

"Our alarm went off." Hector said. "Security breach from this computer."

"That was me." Shilo said, she turned to her laptop and started typing. A few boxes popped up and a bunch of long strings of numbers. I didn't get it, but Hector must have. He pulled a chair over and slid in next to her.

"How did you do that?" He asked.

She grinned. "Your alarm shouldn't be going off anymore."

Shilo and Hector started to 'tech talk' and I felt lost. I knew how to use the RangeMan search programs, but I wasn't really a computer person. Ranger cleared his throat and they both looked up. "We good Hector?" He asked.

Hector nodded. "Si, she's got some impressive programs."

Ranger looked at me and I shrugged. Then he turned away and went back to his office. I wondered back over to my own computer and checked on my searches. I finished them up and delivered them to where they each needed to go and went back over to Shilo's cubby. She and Hector were up to their ears in papers and another laptop had been added to the mix.

Blaze was sitting on the floor between their chairs reading and Steph was leaning over another table that had been pulled over and was covered in papers and photos and printouts.

"What the heck?" I asked.

They all glanced over at me. Steph approached me and waved her hands at Shilo and Hector. "Don't stop, you're on a role." They went back to their work, fingers flying over keyboards.

She smiled over at me. "These two are freaking scary."

"You could say that again." Blaze said. He pushed himself to his feet and maneuvered his way out of the cramped cubby to join Steph and me in the hall. "I thought Hector was the only one who could do this freaky shit. It's like they speak computer."

"What are they doing?" I asked. I watched as Shilo rolled from one computer to another and Hector took her place at the screen she'd just left. It was like watching a dance, they didn't even speak.

"They're making a timeline." Steph said.

"And tracking all of the places we've seen the three older members of the O'Donnell family." Blaze added. "When Steph talked to the Lynch guy he said that the younger O'Donnell's were the one's getting into the gun business, but it was the three brothers who were interested in the kidnapping.

"They're using the GPS systems we have in our SUV's to retrace all of the places we've followed them too, marking things like how many times they've been to each restaurant and things like that. Were trying to find a connection between the different places. If they've been following this guy around he's got to be going to some of the same places they are."

Blaze nodded. "Yeah and they've hacked into some computers at other companies, who have camera's in places that might have caught something, so we can use their security camera feeds to look for more info. We could do it the old fashion way and get warrants, but that would take longer."

"We also run searches to find more members of the Lynch family." Hector said, looking up from his work. "It's a fairly common name, but there aren't that many in Trenton. We also cross-reference the names with the area of New York under investigation in the drug case, to find matches. So far we have fourteen different men who all seem to come from the same family."

"To bad we can't be sure which one's are working with the O'Donnell's." Shilo said.

"We can get together a collection of photo's from the stake outs and see if we can match up some of the guy's we've seen working with the O'Donnell's to any of the men you've found." Steph suggested. "Print out a list of those names Hector, with driver license photo's if you can."

Hector grinned. "I could get you high school year book photos if you really wanted them."

Steph laughed. "That's ok, the more recent the photo the better."

"Why does it matter who they are?" I asked.

"It may not." Shilo said. "But, until we have something else to go on, this is all we can do. It's more info then we had before."

"Information is power."

Ranger came over an hour later to chase Shilo and I off the work floor. We'd already gone over the half-shift deal. For now, we were dividing the work into three separate categories. One team was going to work on matching the photo's we had of the O'Donnell's and their men to the list of possible suspect's. If nothing else, it would help us get their names when all this shit hit the fan.

Group two, was going to continue focusing on catching Michael. We'd only caught sight of him once since Wild Horse, but everyone was determined to catch him before his bond ran out.

Team three, was putting their efforts into the unknown kidnapping. First, we had to try and find out who the victim was. So far we had found no connections between any of the places the O'Donnell's had visited. We didn't have legal rights to act on the kidnapping, but if we found any solid information we could hand it over to TPD.

Shilo and I wondered upstairs and ended up back in my room. Shilo kicked her shoes off in the entryway and dumped her things on the counter right next to mine. I loved the fact that she already felt comfortable enough to do that.

"I'm beat," She said, falling face first onto the bed. "Ouch" she muttered, no doubt having pulled on her stitches.

"Bobby left us a present." I pointed out, finding two small cup's with our names on them on the counter. Each cup held a pair of pills. I grabbed two water bottles and joined her, passing her the cup with her name on it.

"He's too good to us." She said, tossing both pills into her mouth and chasing them down with water.

"Feel better?" I asked.

She moaned. "Give me five minutes and I'll be fine."

"You could take a nap before dinner." I suggested.

She shook her head and her red hair sprawled out around her shoulders since her face was sill pressed into the blanket. "Can't," She said. "If I sleep now, it will take me a week to get my sleeping pattern back under control."

"Not me." I said. "I can sleep anywhere, any time."

"Lucky."

Pov-Shilo

In order to pass the time before diner we lounged on the sofa in Julie's small front living room and watched some show on TV. I wasn't sure what it was, but that was ok. I was more distracted by Julie's legs, tossed over my lap. She was lying along the sofa next to me with her eyes closed, her chest slowly rising and falling with her breathing.

I'd thought she might have fallen asleep until I laid my arms on her legs and the corner of her mouth turned up.

"What are you thinking about?" I asked.

Her eye's cracked open, hooded and dark, "You," She said.

"What about me?" I wondered, letting one of my finger's trail across her knee, drawing random pictures through her pants.

"I was trying to think of another question." She said.

I smirked. "You're already having trouble thinking of them, I have hundreds I want to ask you."

"Oh I have plenty in mind." She assured me. "I'm just trying to think of which ones are the most important."

"Ask the first one that comes to mind." I prodded.

She hesitated and I nearly moaned when she sunk her teeth into her bottom lip. "Question four, Have you ever been in love?" She asked shyly.

Oh dang, we were going to bring up past lovers. I couldn't say I wasn't curious to know about the other people she'd been with, but I wasn't sure I really wanted to know.

She pushed herself up onto her elbows when I didn't answer. "You don't have to tell me," She reminded me. "You can always take the shot."

I shook my head; I wasn't going to take another shot. "Yes," I said softly.

"Yes, you take the shot?" She asked.

"No, yes I've been in love before. Just once."

"Male or female?" She asked.

I grinned, "Female, my bi period was very short. I realized after my second boy friend that I was only interested in the fairer sex. I labeled myself lesbian when I was sixteen, and never went back."

She grinned at me. "What was her name?"

"The team called her Seven, but her real name is Gina."

"She was in the army with you?"

I nodded. "That was how we meet. We trained together and when our task force was put together, we teamed up with a couple of other guys. Everyone on the team took a name to use in the field. We thought it would be fun to name each other after playing cards since our most common pass time was poker."

"What did they call you?" She asked. "You should have told Lester you already have a nick-name."

I shook my head. "I'm not part of the team anymore. I don't want to use that name. Gina was the seven of diamonds." I smirked at her. "They labeled me the ace of clovers, you can guess why they picked that suit, or just Ace for short. The other members of our main team were: Jack, Nine, Wild, Flush, and Joker."

She smiled. "That's brilliant."

"We liked it."

"What does she look like?"

"She was six months older than me, an inch taller and had short brown hair. Her eyes were dark blue, her tongue was sharp, and she was the best-damned sniper I've seen to this day. She could pick a man in the brush off at a hundred yards."

She thought for a moment before asking her next question. "Do you still see her much?"

"No, she umm." How much could I say without saying to much? "Gina passed away just over two years ago."

She pushed herself up onto her elbows. "Oh Shilo I'm so sorry."

"I am too, she shouldn't have died."

"What happened?"

Julie sat up then, tucking her long leg's under her body as she moved to sit next to me. "I can't tell you everything." I told her. "My second mission got fubar'd pretty bad right at the end. Gina took a hit when we were trying to fall back. She died instantly."

"What went wrong?"

I shook my head. "Wrong place wrong time, we had some bad information. I can't say more than that. We managed to do what we needed too, but we lost some good people that night. The hardest part was that we were unable to recover any of the bodies. We had to leave them behind or we all would have died."

"Gina too?"

I nodded. "Yeah, the only thing worse than having to tell her parents she'd been killed in combat, was having to tell them they'd never get to bury her properly."

"You were the one who talked to them."

"Yeah, I went with her commanding officer to speak with them. They knew me, Gina and I had been friends for a couple of years at that point. We were never really a legitimate couple, her parents didn't know she was gay and I never told them. She made me promise not too, although everyone else knew. I didn't even realize that I loved her until it was too late. Losing her was hard."

She'd taken my hand while I was speaking and her thumb rubbed soothing circles into my skin. I didn't realize I'd started crying until she wiped a tear off my cheek.

"Sorry," I said quickly, wiping it away.

"Don't be sorry for crying." She said. "It's harder to face emotions then it is to hide them away. She was your friend, she was important to you. It only makes sense that you would mourn her loss, especially since her death was so tragic."

I smiled at her and took a deep breath, calming myself down. I had mourned Gina for a long time, but I'd come to terms with her death already and I knew she wouldn't want me to sit here like a baby and cry all over the place. In fact, she'd probably kick my ass for it.

"Do you still speak with the rest of your team?" She asked.

I nodded. "Sometimes, we lost Flush and our team medic Nine the same night. They were a couple of great guys too. Jack transferred to the Air Force; Wild was discharged for getting pregnant and never re-enlisted, Joker still does Special Force work, but he's leading his own team now. We talk some and keep in touch, but I haven't seen any of them since the day we had the service for Gina and the boys."

"Is that why you didn't enlist full time?" She asked.

I shook my head. "No, I already knew that I wasn't cut out for the job before the accident, but it certainly didn't give me any second thoughts about changing my mind."

We were silent a moment, sitting together comfortably. "What about you?" I asked, "Same question, anyone special in your past?"

She shook her head. "Nope, I've met some special people. I already told you I'm not a virgin, but I've never really been in love."

There was a soft knock on the door and Ella let herself in. She set up a pot of soup on the stove and laid out a basket of bread on the counter.

"Smell's amazing Ella." Julie said as she stood up, she pulled me to my feet and I followed her into the kitchenette.

"Yeah it does." I agreed, peeking into the simmering pot.

She smiled. "Thank you dears. Bobby recommended the soup for ease on your throat Shilo."

"He's too sweet." I said spooning out soup into both of our bowls.

She nodded. "He would also like to see you both after you eat."

Ella left once she was sure we'd both tasted the soup and loved it. She said she'd be back later and we could leave our dishes in the sink. The soup was amazing. A dark broth filled with potatoes, carrots, and peas. We ate together until we were stuffed and then Julie called Bobby to let him know we were on our way down.

The door to Bobby's clinic was open when we got there and Zero was sitting on one of the tables, a bloody cloth held to his face.

"Zero," Julie moved over to his side. "What happened?"

Bobby chuckled. "He was sparing with Cal."

"Ass almost broke my nose." Zero whined.

Julie wrapped an arm around him and stroked his hair. "I think you'll be ok big guy. Bobby's the best there is. He'll fix you up right."

"Nothing to fix." Bobby said. "Once the bleeding stop's, take some Advil, and sleep it off, you'll have two nice black eye's tomorrow. If you want to get even, remember that Cal likes to fake that he's going left, but he's right hand dominate."

"There you see." Julie said. "A good prognosis and fighting tips; I dare you to name another doctor in the state who could do that."

"You flatter me Niña." Bobby said, pretending to blush. Zero left the room then, and Julie stole his chair sliding it over next to the main examination table.

Bobby nodded at me and waved at the open table. "Hop up little miss, I want to see those stitches."

I took my seat and brushed my hair aside so Bobby could look at my neck. He ran his fingers over the mark and put some salve on it. It was red and sore, but Bobby said it was healing quickly. "You're lucky the wound wasn't too deep." He said. "I should be able to remove those in another day or two then the wound can heal up by itself."

"Good, it itches."

He shook his head. "Don't you dare let me catch you itching it." He warned. "I won't be happy if I have to redo those knots."

"I won't." I promised.

Bobby looked at Julie's stitches next and announced that she was coming along fine too. She wasn't feeling light headed and her appetite hadn't been affected which were both good signs for a head wound. He wanted her to continue to take is easy for a couple of days and take Advil to keep the headaches at bay.

"I don't know how the two of you have managed to find so much trouble in only a couple of days." He said, shaking his head. "But you've certainly come out of it with very little to show. You're both very lucky, I hope you know that."

Julie nodded. "I know, Steph's already making jokes that I get into more trouble than she did back when she first started working for Vinnie."

Bobby laughed. "That's not possible. You've never blown up a car."

They both looked to me and I just shrugged. "Luck of the Irish?"

~Darkrose

Question 4- Have you ever been in love?

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