Norman Jayden walked into Lexington Station. He was here only to get some time away from Carter Blake, who seemed to be a little obsessed with him. He walked through the crowd of people aimlessly, and suddenly he saw Ethan Mars.
'What in the world is he doin' he'e?' Jayden walked over and grabbed him gently by the shoulder. "Ethan?"
Ethan, gasping, fell against him, startling him. It seemed he'd been heading towards the lockers, so Jayden helped him over there as he flailed.
Jayden tripped due to Ethan's spastic movements, and he ended up laying on top of Ethan right as he snapped out of it.
"What...? Where-... Norman?" Ethan seemed confused.
Incredibly flustered, Jayden quickly stood and cleared his throat. "Uh, I..."
"Your face is red, Norman." Ethan said warmly, as he still wanted Norman to stay with him.
"... I... I'll leave now."
"No, Norman, wait." Ethan caught Jayden's hand and held it tightly as the agent turned to look at him with a look of fear. "I need your help."
The two of them walked into the locker area together, Ethan refusing to let go of Jayden's hand lest he run away.
Ethan quickly found the locker and opened it, revealing the box to Jayden.
"What's this got t'do with me? It's a shoebox." Jayden muttered.
Ethan opened the box, and Jayden's eyes widened when he saw the contents. He looked at Ethan, contemplating on what he should do.
"... A'e ya... A'e ya the Origami..."
"No, I swear to god that I'm not. I got a letter, and the ticket for this locker was inside. I just need to know that you're willing to defend me from Blake. He's going to try to stop me from completing the trials given to me by the Origami Killer."
Jayden stared at him, looking torn. "How can I tell yer not lyin' to me?"
"You can't, but please..." Ethan took both of Jayden's hands into his own. "Please, just believe me. Don't tell Blake about this and keep him distracted so I can complete the trials. It will save you from a lot of stress, just trust me."
"... I have to go." Jayden pulled away and started walking. Ethan watched and sighed, hoping that he hadn't made a horrible mistake.


Carter Blake watched as Norman Jayden presented what information he'd managed to gather on the Origami Killer so far.
"Just how large is this area?" asked Captain Perry about the size of the area in which the killer may live.
"For the moment... about 10 square mile." Jayden said.
Perry was silent, and Blake decided not to retaliate this time to Jayden's presentation, which Jayden seemed to indirectly appreciate.
"I hope you and Blake are ready to interrogate the first suspect we know of."
"And that is?" Jayden asked.
"Nathaniel Williams. A God-fearing idiot who believes I'm the anti-Christ or some shit." Blake responded bitterly.
"Whe'e does he live?" Jayden asked as he pulled his ARI off of the projector and slipped the glasses on, making odd gestures in the air in front of him.
Blake told Jayden the address, and Jayden smirked in response to it.
"He lives in the exact geo-profilin' zone... Let's get goin' then, Blake."


Carter Blake entered the apartment of Nathaniel Williams with Norman Jayden at his side.
'This time, I won't let Nathaniel get his filthy hands on Jayden.' Blake thought determinedly.
"Looks like no one's home. We're wastin' our time he'e."
"You want to just go back to the station? We really don't have much proof that he is the killer. He spends all day in here anyways. Not sure where the captain got this lead."
"From you?" Jayden asked with a raised brow and a small smirk.
'Damn, he's good!' Blake narrowed his eyes at Jayden again. "Why don't you just fuck off, Norman?"
Jayden's smile grew wider.
The two of them started to walk down the stairs when they suddenly ran right into Nathaniel.
"Anti-Christ!" He hissed at Blake as he dropped his bag and backed away.
"Oh boy." Blake facepalmed.
"Nathaniel Williams? I'm Nahman Jayden of the FBI. We just wanna ask y'a couple questions." Jayden spoke as if he were speaking to a foreigner who didn't fully understand English.
"Stay back!" Nathaniel pulled out his handgun and aimed it at Jayden, who instantly held his hands up. "Get against the railing!"
Blake and Jayden both obeyed. Nathaniel slowly reached down, picked up his bag, then started walking up the stairs.
"Freak." Blake said bluntly.
"Get out! Leave me be!" Nathaniel shouted as he gestured frantically for them to go down the stairs.
Blake suddenly started feeling Jayden up.
"B-Blake?! What the hell?!"
Blake then found what he was looking for; Jayden's gun. He pulled it out and aimed it at Nathaniel, grabbing Jayden and pulling him close. "Drop the gun, Nathaniel." He ordered. Jayden was frozen in his arms, still trying to figure out what was going on.
"I shall show you divine power!" Nathaniel roared as he aimed lower, aimed at Jayden.
Before he could even think about pulling the trigger, Blake shot him in the head.
Jayden watched in horror as Nathaniel dropped his gun and fell over limply.
Blake simply stood there, staring with a content smile.
"Oh my fuckin' god...! Ya... Ya killed 'im...!" Jayden said out of shock.
"Yeah, looks like I did. Let's go, Jayden."
Jayden tore free of his grip and looked at him as if he were insane. "He didn't do enehthin' to deserve that, Blake! G-... C-... B-..." Jayden apparently forgot how to speak as he just kind of slumped against the wall, too shocked to do anything more.


Scott Shelby sat in his car, beating his head against the steering wheel. He had no reason whatsoever to continue; why he'd even started collecting the evidence again was beyond him.
'Blake already knows its me. Thankfully Jayden doesn't, so that could give me a second chance with him... But how will I get him alone?' As Scott pondered this, Susan Bowles' house exploded.
'Nice. Well, that saves me some trouble.' Scott started to drive back to his apartment.


Ethan Mars stood on the balcony of the third floor of the Cross Road Motel. He hadn't even bothered to do the first trial. Why did he need to? Scott Shelby wouldn't move Shaun, he just knew it. Madison walked up to him eventually.
"Have you seen that FBI guy, Jayden?" She asked.
"Yes..." He said solemnly.
"What's wrong?"
"Things are changing too much involving him. I'm afraid that lieutenant Blake might be straying too far from what we've done before. I can't predict what Jayden might say or do next, and he actually betrayed me when we first met this time!"
Madison frowned. "I saw him in my dream again, but that wasn't any different..."
"What?"
"Oh, nothing. Just talking about girly things."
"Okay."
"Let's make love, Ethan."
"Christ, Madison..."


Norman Jayden sat quietly in the car next to Carter Blake. The agent actually felt a bit scared of the lieutenant, so he just stayed silent and kept his thoughts to himself.
'He fuckin' shot him...! He felt me up, held me, and shot him...!'
"Jayden?"
Jayden snapped out of his thoughts and looked over at Blake. "What?"
"Something wrong?"
Jayden scowled. "Y'know what's wron'."
"I actually don't."
"Ya killed him fer no reason!"
"I'm not going to argue about this with you, Norman." Blake turned his gaze off of Jayden for once. He was startled when Jayden suddenly got out of the car, slammed the door shut, crossed his arms, and started to speed-walk with his head down.
'Was it something I said...?' Blake wondered. He watched as Jayden, who wasn't watching where he was going, slammed right into Miroslav Korda. "Fuck."
"Whoa man, what the fuck?!" Korda yelled, getting up in Jayden's face as he'd dropped his coffee.
"Agh, shit, I'm sorry..." Jayden tried to back off, but Korda wouldn't let up, so Blake got out of the police car.
"Hey, knock it off, you two!" He yelled.
Korda saw him and shoved Jayden over before starting to run as if his life depended on it.
Jayden jumped up and chased after him before Blake could even tell him not to bother.
"Fuck's sake, Norman..." Blake ran after Jayden, who was following Korda, who was following a chicken.
Eventually Blake managed to catch up just in time to pull out his own gun and shoot Korda before he brought the pipe down on Jayden's head.
Jayden looked terrified in his daze, and this time he fainted without saying a word.
"Fucking asshole."


Scott Shelby sat at his desk, waiting for Lauren Winter to appear. When the doorbell rung, he hurried over and opened it.
"Oh, hello Lauren."
She opened her mouth to reply, but Scott shoved a sock down her throat.
"Not now, Lauren. Let's just go visit Gordi Kramer."
"Why?" She asked as she spat out the sock.
"Because I'm a private investimagatorrator."


Scott Shelby and Lauren Winter went together to the house of Gordi Kramer.
"Wow! How much do you think he payed for all this shiny crap?" Lauren asked, bewildered by how many knickknacks filled the crowded 'mansion'.
"I don't know and I don't really care." Scott replied coldly.
Scott wandered around asking where Gordi was, when suddenly his eye was caught by someone who stood near the bar.
'No way... Why is he here?'
Near the bar stood Norman Jayden, who looked more than uncomfortable.
Scott walked over, pretending to be there only to get a drink. "Uh... Hey!" Scott whisper screamed at Jayden after he poured a drink for himself.
Jayden looked at him quietly.
"Have you seen Gordi Kramer?"
Jayden shook his head.
"Ah, damn shame! He's a cool guy, you know?" Scott tried to muster up a conversation. "I think the music's a little loud, don't you?"
Jayden seemed to find some humor in that, and he chuckled a little, nodding.
"How about we continue this conversation somewhere a little quieter?"
Jayden shrugged and stood from the wall. Scott couldn't help but smirk immensely as he led Jayden out into the spacious backyard, being careful not to be spotted by Lauren.
"That's better!"
"Why a'e ya still screamin'?" Jayden asked.
"Oh. No reason." Scott stopped screaming and cleared his throat. "Just asthma."
"Uh huh..."
"So, what brings you here?"
"I just need to get away from work fer a while..." Jayden admitted.
"Really? What do you do?"
"I'm an FBI agent, believe it or not."
Scott narrowed his eyes, playing dumb. "Then why don't you arrest some people here? They're all doing drugs and illegal prostitution."
"I'm considerin' myself off-duty fer now."
"Aah~." Scott started jokingly teasing him. "A Bad Cop-type of guy, huh? I used to be in that line of work myself, but I was a police lieutenant. Now I'm a private investimagatorrator."
"Really? ... Uh, what's yer name anyways?"
"Scott Shelby. Nice to meet you, ..."
"Norman Jayden."
Scott held out his hand to be shook. "Nice to meet you, Agent Jayden."
"Nice to meet you too, Scott Shelby." Jayden replied with a smile as he shook Scott's hand.
Scott was very pleased that his relationship with Jayden was now starting on good terms. When Jayden left the party to return to Carter Blake, Scott left Lauren there and walked out to return to his apartment, because he didn't really need Lauren or Gordi.