This is my first author's note and I think its past due. I would like to thank all those who are reading my story and to those who have reviewed it. Also, from this point on the plot will be kicking in a bit more. The mature rating will also be becoming more evident in the upcoming story as well. Beyond that I'm writing this so I can torture Jake and put him through hell. Yay hell! Disclaimer: I own nothing. I do not know SWAT Kats; the Radical Squadron. I just had this brainchild I needed to get out of my system. Please enjoy this chapter.

Tseu Tsumi

Chapter Five

Secrets Are Out

Sunlight fell on Jake's face, warming his fur. The brown tom yawned and stretched, his arms moving out from under the warm comforter. Jake slowly opened his eyes and looked up at the white ceiling.

"White?" Jake stared for a moment longer before his eyes grew to the size of saucers. This wasn't his room. The tom shot up in the bed and looked around, his eyes falling on Callie Briggs. She was sleeping soundly facing him, her naked chest exposed. The brown kat began to shake as he racked his brain, trying desperately to remember how he got here. The last thing he remembered was going to sleep in his bed at home. Beyond that, everything was a blank. Why was this happening to him? Movement to his side snapped him out of his freak out. Callie rolled over and became still again. It seemed she was still sleeping.

Slowly the brown tom got out of bed, his blush increasing as he realized he was completely naked. He searched for his clothes, finding his jumpsuit at the foot of the bed and his boxers to the side. Catching a glimpse in the mirror he breathed a sigh of relief that he had his Razor mask on at least. He quickly dressed and moved over to the open window. From the looks of it, the sun had just risen, making the time seven to nine in the morning. If he hurried, he could get back home before Chance woke up. He turned to climb out the window when he spotted something on the floor by a trash can…a used condom.

"Turn about is fair play." The thought echoed in his head as he climbed down the fire escape and ran into an alleyway. He spotted the Cyclotron stashed behind a dumpster and covered in trash bags.

"Good think it isn't trash day." Jake retrieved the Cyclotron and quickly headed out. Jake made his way home as fast as he could, trying his best to stay away from populated areas. He didn't need Ann Gora coming up and asking him for an interview or people taking pictures.

"Why was I even there? What happened?" His mind went back to the condom on the floor and both him and Ms. Briggs naked in the bed.

"Did we...?" Jake shook the thoughts from his head. He didn't really want to think about it. Sure, he did have a crush on Callie and he couldn't say he never thought about it, but he never would actually dress up as Razor and go to her apartment for sex...would he?

"Would you?" Jake shook his head again, trying to clear his thoughts. He needed to get home. That was what mattered right now. He could sort out the rest of this mess once he got there.

"I think its time I told Chance." It didn't take long for Jake to get home, especially with him going well over the speed limit as he was. He pulled into the hanger using the Cyclotron entrance hidden behind a pile of trash near the garage. Jake pulled into the hanger, his mind lost in thought. If he had been paying attention he would have picked up on the smell of coffee in the hanger. It wasn't until he heard a throat cleared that he looked up and noticed he had gotten home too late.

"You're home I see." Chance looked at his friend with a raised brow. He was wearing a brown button up short sleeved shirt and tan shorts. In his hand was a cup of coffee.

"H-Hi..." Jake slowly got off the Cyclotron and moved over to his locker to put away his outfit. Chance waited until his friend was in his jumpsuit before speaking.

"Where did you go? I got up early to make us breakfast and when I went to wake you up you were gone." The brown tom's ears fell flat against his head as Chance spoke. His friend had gone out of his way to do something nice for him and he had gone off last night and slept with Callie.

"Um...t-there's something I need to tell you." Chance's face changed from one of irritation to worry.

"What is it?" The tabby's voice held concern. Jake couldn't find it in him to look Chance in the eye.

"Um...well...remember what I told you about what happened with the new gauntlet gadget?"

"Yeah...? What about it?"

"T-That wasn't the only memory lapse I've had. I...I've been having them for a while and a lot more lately."

"What? Why didn't you tell me?" the sound of Chance's voice gave away he was hurt. It was something Jake had expected. They never kept secrets from each other before.

"I...I didn't want you to think I was crazy or anything. You see...last night..." the brown tom trailed off as he searched for the best way to tell Chance what had happened. The large tom seemed to read Jake's mind and kept quiet, waiting for his friend to speak. The smaller tom swallowed. "Last night...I think I slept with Callie."

Jake lifted his head to take a glance at Chance. The larger tom's face was stuck in an expression of shock, frustration, anger, and awe. It seemed to be forever until Chance decided which emotion to display first; anger.

"You what?" The sure shot flinched at the outburst. He could have sworn he heard a growl under that yell.

"I..I think..." Chance wasn't going to let him finish.

"You think? How do you think you had sex with her?"

"I...I don't remember..." Jake felt his cheek fur suddenly getting wet. It wasn't until then he realized he had tears in his eyes. Chance's anger seemed to ebb away when he saw his best friend crying.

"Jake...oh man. Come on. Let's...let's get you some coffee." Chance grabbed his cup and motioned for Jake to follow. The brown tom complied and followed his larger friend up stairs and into the kitchen. The tabby gave him a cup of coffee, just like he liked it. The two talked for a while, Jake telling Chance everything he told Dr. Simons and Callie just days ago. The tabby remained quiet during his friend's explanation, making minor noises of acknowledgement to show he was keeping up. Once Jake was finished, he remained silent for a moment, waiting for Chance to say something.

"Jake...buddy...I really don't know what to do here. Do you think Callie knows you're Razor now?"

"No...I woke up with my mask on. I don't think she knows."

"Well that's good at least. Jake, if the doc said it wasn't physical, maybe you need to go to a therapist or something." Jake groaned. His best friend was right. Maybe he should, but he didn't like shrinks. They always looked down on people, and Jake hated being looked down on. "If you want I can go with you." Chance added. Jake's face changed from pure awkwardness to half awkward and half relieved.

"Alright. I'll go make the appointment." Jake made the call and set the appointment up. He would be going in next week. On his way back to the kitchen he grabbed a pen and a notebook. He wrote down the last three times he had a memory lapse. Maybe the therapist could help him find out what was happening to him. Once the brown tom got back into the kitchen, he found a plate of food at his spot on the table.

"You need to eat buddy." Jake rolled his eyes and sat down. He was hungry, but Chance was always making him eat if it looked like he was going to or had skipped a meal. He was such a worry wart.

The rest of the day went on fairly well but slow. They had several jobs to pick up cars and even one repair job. The work helped Jake keep his mind off of things. Chance seemed to be using it for the same thing, since neither of them spoke except if it had to do with work. It just seemed to make it easier.

Once work was over, Jake closed the shop while Chance went out to lock up the gate. As the brown tom was wiping off his hands the sound of plastic vibrating on metal caught his attention. Chance's cellphone was going off on the workbench. The sure hot grabbed the phone and looked at the caller ID; "Girlfriend" it read. Jake smirked as he flipped the phone open and put it to his ear.

"Hello? T-Bone, are you there?" Jake utterly froze when he heard the voice. He would recognize it anywhere. Turmoil.

"T-Bone...are you there?" she sounded worried now.

"You're his girlfriend?" his voice was barely louder than a whisper. A gasp from his left made Jake look over to see Chance staring wide eyes at his friend.

"You...you're not T-Bone. Razor..." She recognized his voice too.

"He's going to have to call you back, Turmoil." Jake hung up the phone and stared at Chance in disbelief. Chance squirmed a bit under the sure shot's gaze for a moment before speaking.

"I...guess I have something to tell you," Chance said sheepishly.

"Damn straight."

Alright, that's the end of this chapter. What did you guys think? I'd love some feedback. Next chapter will be up in a day or two. Till then.

Tseu Tsumi