Chapter 1
Disclaimer: I don't own anything that has to do with Bad Boys, except maybe copies of the movies. Columbia Pictures and Jerry Bruckheimer own the rights to Bad Boys
Author's commentary: This is a fanfic of Bad Boys. This story takes place sometime after Bad Boys II, but not that long after the film took place. It follows the continuity of Bad Boys II, but also has some continuity from the first film. Also, has some sort of continuity with the "Miami Takedown" video game, story-wise, I mean.
At the Burnett house, Marcus and Theresa were throwing a small dinner and Marcus' best friend and partner, Mike Lowrey, as well as Marcus' sister and Mike's girlfriend, Syd Burnett were invited.
At the dining room table, there sat Marcus, Theresa, their sons James and Quincy, their daughter Megan, Syd, and Mike. They were all talking about how Mike and Syd got more and more serious in their relationship.
"So, Mike," said Theresa, while wiping her hands with a napkin. "Any chances of you and Syd, well, you know."
"Well, I…" said Mike, but then was interrupted by Syd.
"We are very much in love." Said Syd. "But we still have to think about the concept of marriage. We want that at some point, but now is not the time."
"Mike, you certainly have changed," said Marcus, while he was eating. "I mean I still remember the old Mike Lowrey, the guy who used to…"
"Shut up, Marcus!" said Mike, trying to keep things subtle. "Um, I need to go to the bathroom."
Mike was giving Marcus a look like he needs to tell him something in another room. They got up while Syd and Theresa still continued to talk.
Mike and Marcus got into the living room.
"What the fuck is your problem, Marcus?" Mike asked. "Why are you mentioning the days I used to pick up lots of women? Syd knows nothing about that."
"I don't know it just sort of slipped." Said Marcus. "You're my boy and I love you. I'm sorry. But does she know about any other women that you almost got serious with?"
"Who?" Mike asked, with a look of confusion on his face.
"You remember, Mike." Said Marcus, trying to remember her name. "What was her name? Julie, that's who it was."
"Oh, Julie." Said Mike, now rolling his eyes. "What about her? I have not seen or talked to her in years. I don't even know if she is still in Miami."
"Yeah, Mike, but I remember how she was all into you back in the day." Said Marcus. "I still remember that whole drug and murder case when I had to be you and you had to be me. After that, she seemed to want you. You two dated for quite a while, almost as long as you and my sister have been dating. I think that was the only other girl you've ever been serious about."
"Well." Said Mike, while looking down and then quickly facing Marcus. "We did date for a while, you are right about that. I had to even quit Yvette and other girls from that time. We didn't part on the best of terms though. She wanted something more out of our relationship, I told her no because…"
"Because what?" said Marcus.
"It was too dangerous for her to be with a cop." Said Mike. "I did like her a lot but I don't know if I was what she wanted. Why are we even talking about her? That was so long ago. I have Syd now."
Mike and Marcus took a bit of a pause. "Maybe we should go back to the dining room". Said Mike.
Mike and Marcus went back into the dining room to finish their meals.
Meanwhile, somewhere else in Miami, a car rolled up in front of a condominium building. A man got out of his vehicle, which happened to be a very nice car. He went back into his room where his girlfriend was in, and the girlfriend happened to be Julie Mott. He went right into the bedroom where she happened to have been lying down
"Oh, hey, honey." Said Julie, while very surprised. "You're back early."
"The meeting got cancelled." Said the man, in a French accent. "The business deal is kind of on the rocks right now."
"What does that mean, Marcel?" said Julie, a little worried. "Does this mean that business is getting bad?"
"Relax, Julie." Said Marcel. "There's nothing wrong with business. Things are still fine. Besides, remember how I helped open up your photography studio?"
"Of course I do." Said Julie, while getting a little closer to Marcel. "A few months after we met, fell in love, you helped me with my business. Things are fine for both of us."
They started to get closer, about to kiss, until Marcel's cellphone rings.
"Shit! Who the fuck is this?" said Marcel, while looking at his phone and it said the contact's name is Estela. "Oh, I have to take this call. I'll be right back."
Julie then started to feel like she wasn't being appreciated, while Marcel was in the other room talking on his phone.
"Estela, what do you want?" Marcel asked.
"So what's the deal, do you have my money?" said Estela, with a thick Cuban accent.
"Of course I do." Said Marcel. "Where do you want me to drop the cash?"
"I want you to meet my men in South Beach." Said Estela, while sitting at her desk. "Don't fuck this up, Marcel."
"I won't, you don't have to worry about shit." Said Marcel, who then turns around and looks at Julie in the room. "All this shit is under control."
Back at the Burnett home, Mike and Syd were sitting in the backyard, talking about their relationship.
"So, Mike," said Syd, while looking up at the stars. "Do you ever wonder how a rich guy such as yourself could ever meet and settle down with a woman?"
"What do you mean?" said Mike, while looking directly at Syd.
Syd replies,"I mean, a guy such as yourself usually is known to be a player, who meets women and can't exactly fall in love with one woman, yet settles down with some woman who happens to be his best friend's sister."
"Well, it does happen to a lot of people as rich as myself." Said Mike. "Not every guy can be a player all of his life."
"The thing I wonder is if there was any other woman you happened to have been serious about before me." Said Syd. "Is there?"
Mike then looks like he wants to cut the conversation short.
"You know, let's go back inside." Said Mike. "In fact, I think there is a Dolphins game on right now and Marcus probably wants us in there to watch it."
"But it's preseason, babe." Said Syd.
"We have to see if the Dolphins have a chance this season." Said Mike.
Anyway, later that evening, Marcel goes to South Beach to meet with Estela's men. All of a sudden, a car pulls up and out walk these two men in suits, with a briefcase full of drugs.
"You got the shit?" said Marcel.
"You got the money?" said one of Estela's thugs.
They both open up their respective briefcases. The drug deal goes smoothly, but they then spot a car with a guy holding a camera.
"Shit, it's the fucking cops!" said one of Estela's men. "Let's get the fuck out of here!"
Marcel then gets into his car and gets back to the condo. He then gets inside and finds Julie.
"Julie, get your stuff. We need to get out of town, tonight!" said Marcel.
"Honey, what's wrong?" said Julie, while very confused.
"I don't know if I should tell you this, but because business hasn't been doing so well, I've been dealing in other things lately." Said Marcel.
"What do you mean?" said Julie, while shocked. "Do you mean drugs?"
"Yes, but it's only until things picked up." Said Marcel.
Julie was very shocked. She didn't know what to say, except for one thing.
"I can't fucking believe this!" said Julie. "You lied to me about business and things. I don't know what to say."
"I lied because I was doing this for us." Said Marcel. "I promised myself that I would get out of it when I reached the amount of money needed for my company."
Outside, there were guys coming towards the door of the complex and were going straight for Marcel's room. Marcel heard some sounds at the door, since he didn't want them to hurt Julie, he told her to hide somewhere, since this was his problem.
Marcel then opened the door and the thugs started beating on him, with clubs and batons. Julie was looking on in horror and could not believe what she was seeing. She then started to cry at the sight of the beating, and then thugs then dragged Marcel off. She then looked out the window and saw a thug punching Marcel in the gut and was being taken away.
She then started to cry some more. She couldn't believe what had just happened. The man she loved was dealing in narcotics, as well as being beaten by some shady figures. She had no other choice but to call the police.
"Hello, you've reached the Miami Police Department. How may I help you?" said the receptionist.
"I need to talk to someone." Said Julie, while still very emotional. "I just saw my boyfriend get brutally beaten and kidnapped, which can very likely lead to him getting murdered."
"Okay, stay on the line, I will transfer you over to the captain." Said the receptionist.