Norman Jayden sat in his office, slumped down against the desk. He thought about telling Carter Blake about his meeting with Ethan Mars, but decided against it.
'He'd have Ethan killed too. Not worth it; I can tell that Ethan isn't the killah.'
Suddenly, Blake burst through the door. "I was looking for you. Why'd you run off like that?"
"Can't you just leave me alone fer a few seconds?"
"No, Norman. I love you." Blake took Jayden's pale hand and kissed it. "Your hands are so cold..."
Jayden knew better than to resist Blake at this point, so he just kind of sat there with a bored expression. "Is the'e somethin' you wanted, or do y'just wanna kiss me?"
"Well, actually, Grace Mars did come by. I think we should go to Ethan Mars' psychologist and question him."
"Really? Why botha? Ethan isn't the killah."
Blake frowned and glared at Jayden. "You've seen him, haven't you?"
Jayden looked away. "Look, even if I wasn't a profilah and wasn't great with psychology, I'd still be able t'tell that Ethan isn't the Origami Killah. It just doesn't fit."
Jayden was surprised to be yanked up from the chair by the collar of his dress shirt and then thrown to the floor.
"Fucking asshole! This is why I never should have let you out of my goddamned sight!" Blake pulled out his handgun, scaring Jayden.
"Blake, a'e ya outta yer fuckin' mind?!"
"Maybe I am, Norman. You drive me crazy."
"Put the gun away!" Jayden backed away. 'Fuck, am I gonna have t'get through t'him with psychology...?!'
Blake grinned to see Jayden helpless, and he grabbed Jayden by the tie again, tugging him to his feet. "Let's go visit Mars' psychologist. We'll see his take on this, okay?"


At 9:55 PM, Carter Blake and Norman Jayden made it to Ethan Mars' psychologist.
"Hello, doctor." Blake said in a civilized manner. He leaned against a chair. "I'm police lieutenant Carter Blake, and this is federal agent Norman Jayden. We'd just like to ask you a few questions."
The psychologist glanced at Jayden. "Norman, you look quite depressed. Is something the matter?"
Jayden looked up from his shoes to the doctor. "No. No, everythin's..." He sighed. "Everythin's alright."
The psychologist shrugged and put his attention back on Blake. "What kind of questions are you needing me to answer?"
"Questions about Ethan Mars."
The doctor held his hand up stubbornly. "I am not permitted to share info about my patients. I have sworn to an oath of secrecy."
Blake stormed over to him. "I haven't got any time for no goddamned shitty oath!"
"Blake...!" Jayden quietly intervened.
"I'm afraid I'm going to have to ask you to leave, and then call the police to report your behavior!" The psychologist picked up the phone, which Blake yanked from him and threatened to hit him with.
"Blake!" Jayden was a little louder this time.
Blake looked back at him out of the corner of his eye. "Stay out of this, Jayden!"
"Are you threatening me? Really?" The doctor was amazed.
Blake smacked him with the phone.
"BLAKE!" Jayden snarled with sudden anger that somewhat startled the lieutenant.
'Fuck's sake, not another argument between us where Jayden kicks my ass.' Blake started to back off when the psychologist suddenly sputtered.
"Ethan has had severe psychological problems since Jason's death. Sometimes he tells me things that he cannot remember afterwards. I refused to say because I was scared; one of those things he told me was that he had drowned some children. He gave me this." The psychologist revealed an origami goose.
Blake could clearly see the way Jayden's heart sank just by the look on his face. He couldn't help but smile. "Go wait in the car, Jayden." He said.
Jayden slowly walked out of the room.
Blake smirked and looked at the psychologist, pulling out his wallet and giving him some money.
"This is twenty dollars less than I asked for, Carter." He stated.
"You didn't execute it nearly as well as I thought you would have." With that, Blake opened the door, and was shocked to see Jayden standing there. "I thought I told you to wait in the car."
"So, ya bribed 'im. Ya bribed 'im t'lie t'me."
"Well... Jayden, I-"
"I wondah, whe'e could that origami goose have come from... The one that I handed to ya? Or is it yer own?"
"What are you saying?"
"Oh, nothin'." Jayden nearly purred his words, doing the same hand gesture under his nose that he'd done at the crime scene as he turned his back on Blake. "Let's go back to the station."
Blake watched as Jayden strolled outside.
"You comin'? Or will you leave me alone fer once? That'd be very outta character fer the possessive Cahtah Blake." Jayden opened the front door and went out into the rain, leaving Blake standing in the dark hallway alone.
'Well fuck, that didn't work quite as I planned... He looked like he was about to start acting affectionate again, and the last time he did that, he shot me. I'd better be more careful about the way I play my cards.' Blake sighed and shook his head clear of his self-doubting thoughts before he followed Jayden into the car.
He grabbed the radio and glanced at Jayden.
Jayden stared straight ahead alertly, not paying any attention to Blake. He bobbed his foot impatiently, his arms crossed.
Blake let out a small sigh before he turned the radio on. "I want all available officers to track down Ethan Mars. I want him arrested, alive. That's right, Ethan Mars is the Awrigami Killer."
Jayden made a scoffing noise and brought a hand to his mouth to cover his smirk.
Blake put the radio down. "What's so funny, Norman?"
Jayden waved it off, but didn't stop smiling.


Ethan Mars waited in the apartment on Marble Street for Madison Paige to arrive. He knew that Norman Jayden was probably outside already, but he was there with Carter Blake and a shitload of other cops who wanted him arrested. Considering he was there. Blake might have changed everything.
'I swear to fucking god, if Blake hurt Norman...' Ethan paced, worried. He was only here so he could see Jayden again and make sure that nothing had seriously changed; if Blake had forced Jayden to go elsewhere, then he had no reason to even be here.
Not soon enough, Madison entered the building.
"Are they outside?" Ethan asked frantically.
"Yes."
"Norman's there?"
"I think so."
"Thank god."
"Ethan, I have a question."
"Yes, Madison?"
"Two questions."
"Shoot."
"One, can I have your babies?"
"No."
"Aww... Two, why don't we just go get Shaun right now?"
Ethan did a poker face. "... We have to get Norman, I guess?"
"Why don't we just tell him where Shaun is?"
"BECAUSE MADISON, THIS STORY WOULD BE TOO SHORT IF WE DID THAT." Ethan shouted as he bitch-slapped Madison into the wall.
"Christ, Etha-"
"SHAUN" Ethan kicked over some cardboard boxes, unleashing an army of chickens against Madison.
That was when Blake kicked the door open.
"What the fuck...?" Jayden asked as he walked in and saw the onslaught of chickens.
Ethan looked at Jayden, who looked back at him, and their eyes locked.
Jayden gave Ethan an apologetic look.
Ethan then dived backwards through the window and started to run, leaving Madison behind.
Blake ran over to the window. "Jayden, help me through!"
"Uh, Blake... No offense, but I think I might be the only one who can fit through that window."
Blake ran out suddenly.
Jayden quickly kicked the chickens off of Madison before struggling to climb out the window to get a headstart. He just barely got out faster than Blake could get into the alley, and he started to run like mad after Ethan, sliding over cars until he caught up with him.
Ethan tried to avoid him at first, but Jayden soon grabbed him and started pulling him along down the steps into the subway.
"Norman? Why are you helping me?" Ethan asked hastefully.
"I know yer not the Origami Killah, and if Blake catches ya, I'm scared he'll fuckin' kill ya or somethin'! Just keep runnin'!" Jayden shoved Ethan ahead, and that's when Ethan realized that Jayden had dragged him through the most crowded part of the subway and to the escalators.
Jayden then backed up into the crowd to make it seem that he had got caught within them, covering himself.
Ethan didn't have time to thank Jayden right then and there, so he simply ran down the escalators and jumped down onto the train tracks.
... However, his shoelace somehow got caught in the tracks.
"WHAT THE FUCK?! SHIT!" It seemed he was destined to require help here, and he'd left Madison behind.
"NORMAAAAAN!" Blake roared as he hurried down into the subway. He saw Jayden shove past some people and slide down the escalator railing, which fueled his anger as he shot at the ceiling to make the crowd disperse.
Jayden had heard Ethan's scream, so he rushed over and jumped down onto the tracks without hesitance.
"Norman!" Ethan nearly yelped from surprise as the train sped closer and closer to them.
Jayden tried to get Ethan's shoe free before he eventually gave up and simply used all of his strength to rip the shoe off of Ethan's foot.
The train was now incredibly close, and Ethan scurried up onto the landing on the opposite side of the escalators they'd come from.
"Norman!" Ethan screamed a little louder as he shot his hand out.
Blake made it down the escalators just in time to see the train go by. 'Oh please god, don't let Jayden have been on the tracks...'
He was relieved to see Jayden alive on the other side of the tracks, but was less than pleased to see Ethan on top of him on the platform, holding him tight.
"Fuck, Norman, you could have been killed. Thank you for saving me." Ethan whispered into Jayden's ear.
Flustered and still a bit numb from fear of death, Jayden only nodded.
Blake dropped down onto the tracks and climbed up next to them, yanking them apart and placing tight handcuffs on Ethan's wrists.
Ethan cringed. "Think you could loosen these?"
"No way in hell, Mars." Blake growled.
"Bl-" Norman started.
"Don't even start, Norman."


Ethan Mars sat handcuffed to a table. In front of him stood Norman Jayden, who was being forced to be the one to ask all the questions. Carter Blake leaned against a wall to Ethan's immediate left.
Jayden seemed incredibly stressed, meaning that Ethan had outright failed, and that his warning from the Lexington Station was completely useless.
"Ethan, ..." Jayden sighed and leaned his head against the reflective glass mirror-window.
"Well?" Blake cut in.
"I have no questions to ask!" Jayden snapped at him. "I know he's not the killah! The'e is nothing to ask!"
"How can you be so sure, Norm?"
Ethan watched them argue, sitting there quietly.
"Fine. I have a question to ask." Blake put a foot on Ethan's chair, ready to kick it over. "Where is Shaun?" He asked this even though he knew the answer.
"I don't know." Ethan lied.
"Where. Is. Shaun?"
"Blake! Stop!" Jayden pleaded, looking worried and fearful for Ethan.
"I. Don't. Know." Ethan mocked, getting all up in Blake's face.
Blake kicked the chair away from Ethan, and in response, Ethan punched Blake with his free hand, managing to use his feet this time since he wasn't injured and weak.
"Fucking asshole!" Blake flipped the desk, forcing Ethan to go down with it or break his wrist.
"Blake!" Jayden shouted.
Blake backhanded Jayden, causing him to fall to the ground as well. "Back the fuck off, Norman!" Blake then stomped toward Ethan and yanked him up as far as the handcuffs would allow.
"What exactly is it that you have against me?!" Ethan demanded to know.
"Everyth-"
Before Blake could finish, he got a swift punch to the face from Jayden that was followed by a powerful kick to the groin.
"F-F-Fuck..!" Blake choked out as he fell to the ground, incapacitated.
Ethan cringed just a bit, but only because he was a man as well and seeing that kind of pain get inflicted made him feel nervous. "... Wow. That's one way to stop him."
Jayden glared down at Blake with a sneer as his nose started to bleed.
"Norman, are you alright?" Ethan asked, noticing the blood slide down Jayden's lip.
"I'm fine.." Jayden managed to say, trying to force some stability into his voice.
Blake recognized Jayden's current condition and, wanting to cause him some form of pain as revenge, forced himself to speak. "Why don't you go take some more of that drug, Norman?"
Jayden froze up, now looking more worried than anything. "What a'e ya talkin' about...?" He tried to play dumb.
Ethan shot Blake a cold glare, figuring that Blake was referring to that tube of blue powder that Jayden had wanted from Scott Shelby so much.
"I know you're addicted to it, Norm. What did you call it, again? Triptocaine?"
Only when Jayden stormed out looking and feeling completely humiliated did Blake remember that the camera was on and recording in the other room.
"Oh shit." Blake mumbled.
"You asshole, you've ruined everything." Ethan growled.
"For once, I think you might be right..."
Jayden slammed open the door to Captain Perry's office, not caring about how he might look with a bleeding nose and reddened, teary eyes. "Blake is tryin' to beat a confession outta Ethan Mars! You've gotta do somethin'!"
Perry didn't seem to care about how Jayden looked. "So what? You can't make an omelet without cracking a few eggs. We're not going to let Shaun Mars die just to save this emotional wreck from some bruises and broken bones."
Jayden slammed his palms down hard against Perry's desk. "GODDAHMN, ETHAN MARS IS INNOCENT!"
"This case has worn you out, Norman! Take a break and clear your head, then come back and reassess the situation, and you'll find that you weren't thinking straight by saying that lowlife is innocent!" Perry yelled back boldly.
Wanting so badly to strangle Perry right then and there, Jayden clenched his hands into fists.
'Do it, Nahman. Kill him. Watch him choke; he doesn't deserve to live!'
Jayden resisted his addiction-induced thoughts and instead slammed his fists into the desk before storming out of Perry's office as well. He then kept his face covered as he marched quickly and angrily into his own office, slamming the door shut and sitting with his back against it, starting to cry out in frustration with his mouth covered to muffle the noise.
'What is WRONG with these people?! They're completely fine with framin' someone innocent for no good reason and callin' the case closed?!'
Blake heard Jayden's cries as he approached the agent's office, so he quickly tried to open the door, only to find that it was being forced closed.
"Jayden?! Jayden, open the door!"
"Go the fuck away!" Jayden screamed at him.
"Move so I can open the goddamned door, Jayden!"
"Go away!"
Blake wouldn't let up, making Jayden rip the door open in rage and lunge out, tackling Blake to the ground. Blake grabbed Jayden's wrist and the two of them flipped over, causing Blake to be the one on top.
People started to crowd around them (mostly females, though) to watch the scene.
Ethan heard the ruckus from the interrogation room, hoping that Jayden would still be able to free him after this.
Perry soon barged out and saw the two of them fighting and, frankly, disrobing each other as they flipped around and clawed at the other. Jayden had, however, lost more than Blake had, as Jayden's strikes were aimed more towards his head.
"What kind of sinful fanservice is going on here?!" Perry roared.
The two of them stopped fighting and stared at each other. Blake stared with a look of libido while Jayden's gaze was wild from anger. Being the one who ended up on top, Jayden stood and picked up his suit jacket, tie, and belt. He stood there for a moment and did up the buttons on his dress shirt that had come undone, then he turned on his heel and marched into his office, slamming the door yet again.
Blake was left sitting on the floor in a cloudy-headed daze. "So close..."