The entire Reagan family virtually moved to Boston to help search for Jamie. They kept the pressure on both the Harvard Campus Police and Cambridge Police who requested assistance from the Crime Scene and Missing Person squads in Boston. Jamie's disappearance was troubling for all of the family but Joe felt it the most.
The young officer spent day after day following Jamie's steps, takling to friends, professors, the supervisor of his work study, but all came to the same thing, no one had any information about Jamie's whereabouts. Everything had been fine until it wasn't.
"It's going to be okay, Joe,' Frank comforted his son. "It's going to be okay, we will find him."
"Dad, you don't get it, there's nothing. It's like he was abducted by aliens or something like that! He's gone without a trace!"
"Easy son," Frank comforted. "Give it a little more time,give BPD a little more time."
Joe did try to settle down, but after two weeks of no evidence, the trail for Jamie's case fell cold. Danny was the first to return to New York and his new wife, then Erin to her daughter and failing marriage. Joe helped out the longest refusing to believe his brother was another statistic.
The middle Reagan who was usually even tempered confronted the Detective. "It's been two weeks, where is my brother!"
"Honestly we don't know, he literally disappeared into thin air. We'll keep the case open but we do have others to work on and right now we have no leads, witnesses or evidence," the Detective admitted with a shake of his head.
"What do you mean you don't know? YOU'RE A DETECTIVE, DO YOUR JOB AND FIND MY BROTHER." Frank gently caught Joe's arm pulling his middle son into a tight hug feeling the same pain and reality. The first forty eight hours were crucial and with no lead the chances of finding Jamie were decreasing.
Frank held his middle son tightly while holding back a choking sob. "Will you alert us if anything comes up Detective?"
"Of course sir immediately, and I'm really sorry." The Detective sighed hands in his pockets as he started towards his car with another unsolved case file for the bottom drawer.
"Let's go home son and say a prayer." Holding Joe close Frank led him back to the black car that took them. Joe watched Cambridge pass by feeling as though they were leaving their brother behind.
Time passed after Jamie's unusual disappearance as the Reagans continued remembering him while trying to get back to their regular lives. Danny and Joe both made Detective's as Henry retired eventually replaced by Frank.
Years after Jamie's disappearing while working Warrants, Joe got killed in a bust gone bad, sending a dagger through the family. Needing some sense of closure Danny investigated with long hours finding out Joe was actually killed by dirty cops.
As the sole Reagan brother left Danny internalized everything, quicker to the temper then usual while keeping Erin unusually close. Although he wouldn't admit Danny kept a picture of Jamie in his wallet praying every night he'd come back.
Every day Frank carried a boulder on his shoulders longing to see his youngest again. Joe dying was a tragedy but there was small comfort in knowing how he died and that he did pass. Jamie just disappeared without a trace and no one knew why.
They sadly celebrated family events, the birth of Danny's boys Jack and Sean, Erin's daughter growing independent. Nearly ten years passed and with each a small piece of hope diminished.
The tall, skinny kid Conor Fitzgerald shifted his gym bag as he nearly jumped down the 12th precinct steps eight years after Jamie's disappearance. . A week after graduating academy Conor received word he would be assigned to the 12th and Sergeant Renzulli as his training officer.
During his initiation he met Eddie Janko, a sassy, spunky and tough cop also at the precinct. Her mouth sure made up for her 5'5 height but that was one thing that attracted Jamie to her.
"Hey, " Eddie greeted with a smile now sporting regular clothes in a blue low cut shirt, blue jeans that hugged her thin hips and black heels as her tour ended. Conor reached out taking her hand and kissed her softly, his blue grey eyes twinkling at her. "Ready to go?"
Hand in hand the couple started down the sidewalk going for a late lunch at w nearby café. With the unusually warm weather for October they chose a two seat table in front of the café. After ordering Conor reached a hand to take hers smiling.
Conor paid the bill once they filled up adding a nice tip for the waiter. Eddie turned in his arms on her toes to place a kiss on his lips letting their fingers interlock. Surprised but not unwarranted Conor returned the kiss, letting go of her hand to pull her against him with his hands resting on her hips.
Henry Reagan stepped onto the sidewalk after crossing over grumbling at the soreness in his hip. He looked up grunting at the couple making out in public wondering who raised their kids to display such PDA.
His blue eyes widened when they parted frozen in the tall man resembling his missing grandson. It cant be after all this time Henry rubbed his head dumbfounded. Sensing they were being watched Conor looked up meeting the older man's eyes. "Sir," he greeted, looping an arm around Eddie to lead her away.
"Jamie.."
Narrow eyed Conor spun around and shook his head. "Sorry I'm not Jamie sir. Are you okay? Do you need assistance?"
"Yes actually my son works not to far from here at 1 police plaza. Can you take me to him please? I have ID on me Henry Reagan." Henry fumbled for his wallet to show proof of identity.
"You're the former commissioner, of course sir right away. Can we call a bus or the commissioner," Eddie chimed in recognizing him.
Henry responded with a firm shake of his head assuring them he was okay. "No just take me to 1pp please."
She and Conor each took an arm of the former Commissioner who stared in stunned silence as they escorted him to 1pp.