Chapter Fourteen.

Nick.

"So you understand the conditions?"

"Yes Sir," I responded, "I report anything I find back to you-"

"And we both discuss the course of action."

"Did you get the supplies?"

The Commissioner pushed across a bag as I opened staring inside quickly gazing through the contents nodding, "I bought her favorites, although I was concerned she may figure out we're working together, so I mixed in a few things Miley dislikes." I pulled out a packet of twizzlers grinning,

"I love these, I haven't had them since I was a kid." I announced looking up to see my boss just glaring.

I slowly put them back in the bag clearing my throat as he stared at me for moment longer before looking down. "Okay so how are we going to play this out?" I asked tilting my head looking at the Commissioner, "Do I act surprised? Shocked? Upset-"

"Don't act," He responded frowning at me, "She'll read you like a book if you try to fake a reaction."

"So what? All natural?"

"Yes, I believe that would be the wisest decision."

"She's gonna be pissed."

"Let me remind you that this was your idea Nick."

"And it will work," I responded confidently looking towards the Commissioner, "Maybe not today, or tomorrow, or next month but eventually I'll get her to open up to me. I want to help her Sir, I want Miley to see that holding onto her parents is effectively destroying her own happiness and experiences."

"I know that," The Commissioner responded glancing at me for a moment "I'm just concerned about how involved you must become with my niece in order to help her."

I looked at him awkwardly and shrugged, "Well I can't tell you that at the moment, it depends on Miley."

"But if it was up to you Nick where would you two stand currently?"

I opened my mouth wanting to respond to him honestly but a part of me knew telling my boss that I basically wanted to defile his niece probably wasn't the best idea. I didn't want to defile her as such, for the first time in my life I actually wanted a relationship with her and no matter in how many words I explained that to the Commissioner I'm pretty sure his response would be exactly the same. I was the boy who was stealing his niece from him, therefore I was the enemy in this equation.

"I don't know." I responded lying. "Like I said I think Miley should decide."

He looked at me for a moment his eyes analyzing me, "You're a bad liar Nick."

"I know," I murmured trying to not show my fear. "I'm working on it."

"Just remember your place Nick," He responded glancing towards the gun that was conveniently perched on his desk, "Because Miley is important to me, and I have no doubt that you can help her, but I have a lot of doubt in your methods and actions once you've accomplished your mission as such. I'm not deaf to the rumors around the work force and many of them involve you and women, so just remember I'm your boss, her Uncle, and I wield a lot of power if you decide to…well in basic terms cause more damage to my niece than good."

My eyes widened as I nodded, "I completely understand Sir."

"Good I'm so happy we're on the same page."

"Me too." I murmured.

I heard the door open to the waiting room as we both exchanged a look prepping ourselves for what was to come. The next thing I knew the door flew open slamming against the wall, almost taking out my lounging leg in the process. Miley stood there looking frustrated as she glared at her Uncle, not even noting my presence.

"Look I feel absolutely fine," She proclaimed instantly,

I stared at her from my seat in the corner of the room surprised, considering the last time I saw her she was completely ofd her head. I wasn't sure if I was happy or nervous that the old Miley appeared to be very much back. "My appearance may say otherwise but I'm fine Jase okay? Look I have a stack of paper work to go through already, and Demi won't shut up asking me question about where I went the other night not to mention all the guys smirking at me. Overall this is a pretty shit first day so I kind of have better things to do than explain myself to you."

Miley finally took a breath as Jason just stared at her and nodded,

"I didn't call you in here to discuss your condition Miley."

"Oh," She hesitated, "Then what do you want, I'm busy Jason."

"And I'm your boss, do not speak to me like that." The Commissioner snapped at her, "Remember our deal?"

"You broke our deal when you went and backstabbed me-"

"Okay fine Miley," He huffed, "Your uniform arrived this morning it's in the lockers."

Miley nodded looking relieved, "Is that all you wanted?"

"And for you to meet your partner."

The Commissioner motioned over to me then stared down at his paperwork. I saw Miley's eyes widen in excitement as she turned presenting a pleasant smile only to see me. Her eyes instantly bulged, the smile dropping from her face in a heartbeat, replaced with a look of absolute horror. A second later that was replaced with confusion and anger as she spun looking back to her Uncle,

"Him?" She spat.

The Commissioner looked at her and shrugged not caring the slightest, "Yes him? He's the only one that doesn't presently have a partner so-"

"NO!" Miley yelled, "Not him! I want another partner-"

The Commissioner just looked at her, "Sorry it's Nick or nothing Miley…"

"But-"

"You're dismissed Miley." He stated in an official tone.

"I haven't finished-"

"I said you are dismissed. Get out." He stated through gritted teeth.

Miley looked at her Uncle opening her mouth for a moment then turned back to me. I stood up as she stared at me completely unsure of what to say or do, her eyes turned back to the Commissioner then back to me like she was watching a match of tennis completely fazed by the game we had just begun playing. Finally after a few more glances she let out a frustrated groan, her eyes filled with annoyance and concern as she bolted from the room consecutively slamming both doors in her exit,

"That went well," The Commissioner responded.

His eyes stayed locked on the paper as I sighed, "Yeah great, at least she didn't attack me…"

"I would watch your back from now on Nick."

"I already am," I responded quietly.

He looked up at me and stared, "Why are you just standing there? Leave!"

"Okay, yes sir!" I stated quickly turning only to stop, "Sir what are Miley and me-"

"Patrol Car number five, you're on traffic control."

"Traffic?" I asked groaning,

The Commissioner dropped his pen and looked up at me tilting his head, blinking a few times as I nodded motioning to the door. "Thanks Sir it'll be great to get out of the office, thanks," I snatched the bag of candy and quickly exited his office letting out a sigh, God that man had a way of intimidating me, kind of like Miley did.

I walked out into the office heading towards my desk only for Selena to step in front of me.

"What just happened?"

"What?" I asked her confused,

Selena stared at me her eyes squinting, "You were just in the Commissioner's office with Miley, what happened?" She repeated as I felt penetrating eyes coming from my left, I glanced to see Demi staring at me also.

"She's my new partner."

Selena continued to stare as I felt like the Commissioner was yet again interrogating me, just this time I wasn't going to take shit and accept it. Demi suddenly slinked into my eyesight looking at me with the same intense gaze,

"What happened at Joe's with Miley, Nick?" She asked.

I frowned frustrated, "I don't remember agreeing to play twenty questions-"

"If you're not careful we may accidently use you as target practice next time."

Demi's glare instantly made me feel even more on edge as I just shrugged,

"Nothing happened, I put her to bed that's it."

"You slept with her?"

"If you mean the act of restfully closing off to the world, then yes, I did sleep with Miley."

"No I mean the act of having sex with our drunken and high friend who although most likely willing clearly was in no mental capacity of making a decision that night." Demi spat at me stepping closer getting right up in my face as I stepped back staring at her,

"I didn't have sex with her okay? We slept, then she left me in the morning."

Selena and Demi both stared until Sel nodded, "He's telling the truth."

"I know, I'm so confused…"

"About?" I asked.

"Why Miley's mad at you,"

"Who says she's mad at me?" I asked.

Selena pointed towards the Commissioner's office, "That door slamming and the one before it was a pretty good hint that she's really mad at you" She turned looking at Demi, "Which doesn't make sense because before the party all Miley kept talking about was how much she was in…"

Demi glared as Selena trailed off and I looked at them surprised,

"In what?"

"In Nothing!" Demi snapped at me.

"Okay well Miley and me are going to go direct traffic."

Selena snorted, "Have fun with that."

"I'm driving." A new voice announced,

All three of us turned to see Miley now decked out in her uniform as I couldn't help but feel the small smile spread to my face, I'd always had a thing for women in uniform and I had to say Miley didn't disappoint my eyes. The look she gave me did though and I instantly dropped my smile,

"No I'm driving Miley-"

"No I am-"

"No I know where we're going-"

"So you navigate I'll drive,"

"No, I'm sorry but-"

"I'M DRIVING!" Miley yelled at me and walked away.

Selena and Demi both awkwardly stepped back moving towards their desks as I closed my eyes. Maybe helping her was going to take longer than I anticipated, seeing as currently I felt like we were some how caught up in a lovers tiff.

Miley.

"Want one?"

I shook my head listening to Nick crunching on a Twix bar as I felt my lips twitch imagining the sweetness in my mouth. In the rush to get to work on time I hadn't even considered lunch, or snacks for that matter which I was now regretting because caffeine was no substitute for hard core sugar for me.

I blew my whistle trying to distract myself as I stood in front of a slowing truck motioning for the pedestrians to walk. Nick followed suite still stuffing the chocolate bar into his mouth making him almost look irresistible, candy and Nick combined would be the death of me. I turned and concentrated on the people walking as I smelled the wafting scents of chocolate and bagels. I grimaced almost in pain looking at Nick, who I needed to talk to because the awkward conversation between us was driving me insane.

"You sure you don't want one Miley?"

He looked at me a speck of chocolate on his chin as I felt my hormones want nothing more than to lick it. Instead I turned away and moved stopping the pedestrians motioning for the truck to move ahead,

"Miley are you sure you-"

"Shut up." I spat at him.

Nick gave me a smile as I turned away frustrated, I knew exactly what he was doing and god it was working. Nick knew I wanted the candy, it was a bargaining chip if I said yes he'd want us to talk, something I didn't want to do. Since regaining my full bearings over the weekend, the embarrassment seeped into my body because I'd drunkenly and very truthfully told Nick a hell of a lot of things like the fact I was completely in love with him. The anger I was responding with was my coping mechanism at the moment, because I didn't know how else to respond to Nick. If I pushed him away, he wouldn't ask questions, that was the idea but that had been blown to pieces when my Uncle had made us fucking partners.

"Come on Miley, look I have half a Twix left if you want it?"

"I don't want it!" I spat, "Concentrate on the traffic."

"Why? You're doing such a fine job at it."

I knew he was being a dick because he wanted me to react but I wasn't going to,

"So I was thinking you and me should do dinner tomorrow night."

I blew my whistle and turned staring at him confused, "No."

"You like Asian food?" He announced ignoring me completely,

"I don't like anything, no dinner-"

"So how about seven, want to have it at your place, or go out?"

"What?" I spat staring at him, "I don't want-"

"To talk to me, I would never have guessed." He responded sarcastically.

"I'm not having dinner with you."

"Why not?"

"Because I don't want too."

"But you're in love with me."

My eyes widened as I turned staring at him and he pushed the chocolate bar into his mouth, "What?" He asked innocently, "You think I wouldn't remember what you said, because I'm not going to just forget Miley. We need to talk, whether you want to or not."

"I choose not to talk to you."

"Then you can listen,"

"Leave me the hell alone Nick,"

I stopped the pedestrians as Nick pulled out a Butterfinger, slowly unwrapping it.

"Uhuh yeah that's not going to happen, haven't you heard we're partners?"

"Doesn't mean we have to speak to each other." I hissed through gritted teeth.

"It does considering I know your little secret."

I felt something in me snap, because my parents weren't a little secret, they were more than that and to have someone c label them as just something small and insignificant made me hell pissed. I reached out grabbing the Butterfinger from his hand glaring.

"Stay the fuck away from me, or I'll…" I trailed off shaking my head, "It's none of your business Nick, and it's mine so just fuck off."

I walked away to the other side of the road, deciding I needed to distance myself from him at the moment before I did something I really regretted later.

"You made it my business Miley," He yelled across the intersection,

I turned my back on him continuing to direct the traffic trying to keep my mind alert and occupied while my heart tried to solve it's many problems. I suppose I should be thankful because Nick wasn't treating me differently, he was still that same jerk I'd met the first day at the academy and when my uncle said he was my new partner and my eyes locked on his there was no sympathy what so ever.

Nick didn't care about who I was, he didn't care my parents died in 9/11 and he didn't see them in me. My concern about him changing had been completely wasted, and my drunken high stupidity had taken that concern to a level where I blurted the truth out to him.

I was drunk, that's all it was, I was just drunk…yet I spoke the truth.

Before I was scared Nick would treat me differently because of my mom and dad. That fear was gone now replaced with a fear I hadn't even seen before, now did I understand. My parents had told me to push fear away, but no one had told me how to deal with this emotion…The love I had for him. I was so scared he wouldn't return it, so I was trying to push him away because if he didn't love me like I loved him I didn't know if I could cope with that emotional strain. I didn't want to give my love to him and never receive anything back.

"Looks like it's gonna rain," Nick yelled.

"I don't think so."

My eyes turned up looking at the gray clouds, I turned to him as he zipped up his NYPD waterproof jacket and I looked at him expectantly on the opposite intersection.

"Don't you have one?"

I shook my head as he shrugged, "Want mine?" He suggested

"No!" I snapped.

"You sure?"

I huffed determined as I turned around blowing my whistle. Nick was more accurate than the weatherman it appeared as the next thing I knew, the rain was lightly falling over the city. Rain didn't affect me what so ever, hell I preferred it to summer days because it was like someone flicked a switch and instantly the crowds were gone.

However then it got heavier, and heavier next thing I knew I was shaking like a leaf, wringing the water out my hair while trying to blow my whistle through my shaking teeth.

"Do you want an umbrella?" Nick called out over the loud city noises, his voice concerned.

"I'm fine!" I spat at him.

I put my hand up stopping the traffic as the pedestrians moved across, a little boy watching me from under his mother umbrella. He pulled her sleeve pointing at me wide eyed,

"Mommy look, she looks like an evil clown."

"Shhh Don't say that she's a cop," She hissed pulling him along.

I instantly moved my fingers up to my eyes touching the skin to see smudged black. Today was not the day to wear non-waterproof make up. I felt sick with embarrassment as the consistent rain, Nick's continuous questioning about my welfare and my determination to prove him wrong sent my mood to spiral to the ground. By the time our shift was over, I was freezing, agonizingly embarrassed and exhausted. I got into the passenger seat and didn't say a word to Nick who proudly took up driving,

It was half way back to the department when he finally decided to make a joke,

"I didn't know the circus was coming to New-"

"If you finish that sentence I will personally make sure you never have children."

Nick gave an awkward laugh and remained silent the rest of the way back to the department. I climbed out and headed through the foyer as I saw a few familiar faces just staring at me holding back laughs. I kept walking determined to get changed and get the hell out of here. I stepped into the office as I felt ill realizing Selena and Demi were both still here, and a few steps later they were both staring at me. Selena's mouth dropped first as Demi's eyes widened,

"Whoa-"

"Don't say a thing." I spat and kept walking,

I got to the end of the hallway just as the office door opened and my Uncle stepped out. He gazed at me for a moment his eyes filling with what could only be described as joy,

"Did it rain?" He asked smirking.

I could have punched him, but instead I kept walking heading to the locker room.

I instantly stripped my shirt off throwing it down on the wooden benches as I stared at my face in the mirror. I looked at my white face with black make up spread across my face like a toddler had decided to play with watercolor paints. My hair was frizzy and spiked out at all angles and my whole body just looked completely disgusting.

Seeing myself made my chest heave as I felt the tears building, this was my first day as a cop and I'd hated every single second of it. I felt a tear fall as I tried to pull myself together failing miserably, letting another few fall. I had to like this, I had to because my parents were cops, I was supposed to be like them!

I guess I didn't hear the door open because next thing I knew Nick was standing behind me. I let out a scream as Nick jumped too and I felt my lips instantly yell the insults,

"You pervert! Get out of here! This is sexual abuse-"

"I bought you a towel and the girls found some make up remover."

He offered them to me completely calm and collected, his whole smart-ass demeanor gone. I sighed and reached out taking the goods, staring at them.

"Thank you."

"Have you proved your point yet? Can we let this go and talk Miley?"

I bit my lip and looked up as Nick stepped closer, his body almost pressed against mine. His hand drifted up gently wiping the tears from my cheeks trailing his thumb down my face.

"You look so beautiful right now." He whispered,

"Because I'm only in my bra?" I hit back quickly.

Nick just glared at me, "No, without make up. I don't know why you wear it…"

I felt a lump in my throat form as he leaned closer to me, his warm breath on my cheek sending me to shiver, "Please Miley, just give me a chance here I haven't changed and I'm not going too. Please I want to help you, I want us to give this a shot, this is totally different for me too I swear-"

I don't know what came over me but the next thing I knew I'd reached up and grabbed his head pulling it against mine pressing my lips harshly against his.

Nick pulled back surprised only to relax a second later kissing me back as his hands dropped grabbing my bare waist. I finally felt my shaky heart relax a little while I completely let all my thoughts go, my brain long lost and consumed by my heart and body's needs. I didn't know what I was doing, I didn't understand, but my emotions were out of control but god I wanted him so badly and if he broke my heart the risk would be worth if just to be this close.

I arched my back trying to get closer to him as Nick pushed me up against the lockers one of his hands moving up behind my neck drawing me even closer as he deepened our kiss. I wrapped my arms around his back, letting my fingers slowly trace a maze through his slightly wet shirt. I never wanted to let go. I wanted to be in this moment forever, because I felt happy, I felt so fucking happy.

My fingers were suddenly unbuttoning his shirt, as he helped me pull it off throwing it onto the ground. His lips didn't cease and I had no doubt this was the best kiss I'd ever experienced, because I'd never been in love with someone before and it changed every little nerve in my body. My fingers explored his chest as Nick's hand slid lower and lower down my back until he was gently grabbing my ass.

"Guys I found some shampoo and conditioner too if you... Holy shit!"

I slammed my hand against his chest pushing Nick away as I saw Demi rushing for the door like a kid who just caught her parents having sex. The door slammed as I was left panting Nick beside me breathless,

"Well that was…"

'Unexpected?" I murmured the embarssment returning,

I felt Nick's fingers suddenly touch under my chin drawing my head up to look at him,

"Nice Miley," I whispered smiling at me, "Really nice."

I bit my lip as he smiled at me shaking his head, "But we need to talk."

"I know," I murmured entranced.

"So we're going to have dinner."

"Okay," My heart responded,

"I'll take you out, tomorrow?"

"Okay,"

He smiled at me and leaned down kissing my lips, "You look happy."

"I am," I whispered stupidly,

"Don't forget our date okay?"

"I won't,"

He leaned down grabbing his shirt kissing my lips again before disappearing. I stood there my heart beating out of control as I fell back on the lockers in a complete and utter daze. Then the smile suddenly dropped, reality kicking in, oh shit what had I just agreed too?

A/N: You'll never guess when I wrote this- half asleep clearly because my grammar/sentences are shocking. Just ignore them okay? Thanks for the reviews x