YOU WITH ME - A B99 STORY (OC x OC)

Halloween II-2

"I'm not tagging along with you guys." Sam said while Jake bugged her to join him and Charles to collect the watch from McCreary. "Come on, Sam. Don't be a party pooper now!" he whined. "I'm so not a party pooper! Plus, why do you want me to tag along? You've got Charles with you." she reasoned.

"Yeah Jake, am I not enough?" Charles asked hurt. "Later, buddy." he said to the man before returning his focus to Sam who was walking around retrieving files in the file room. "And you, we don't even spend time together anymore. It's like you're always busy or spending time with your boyfriend." 

"Because he is my boyfriend." she reasoned. "You guys live together already, what else is left to talk or do then?" Jake did make sense. "I'm sorry, its just the pressure of task force ever since me and Rosa were made leaders.. you're right. We should spend some time together." she said.

"So come with me now and make me feel better about it?" he asked. "Alright." she agreed. The three detectives were quick to make their was to Shaw's bar and were now stood near the bar. "Hello there, Hank. I believe a tall, nimble-fingered man named McCreary left a package for me." Jake asked.

"Yeah, it's here. Just a sec." "Thanks." Just then something clicked into Charles' mind. "Ooh, I'm gonna make a movie of you receiving the watch. Here. Let me pinch your lips and make fulsome." he said trying to touch Jake's lips.

"Don't touch my face." Jake said swatting his arm away. "Fine, but if you have dull lips, that's on you. This is Charles Boyle for Jake Action News." he said to the camera as Hank placed the box in front of them.

"Okay, open the box." Charles egged in. "Here we go! That's weird, it's just a note. "Thanks for the watch"?" Jake read out, confused. "Oh, no! McCreary fucking stole the captain's watch!" Sam exclaimed in horror of the new twist in the plan.

"Breaking news, there's been a terrible development." Charles spoke into the camera but Jake just threw his phone away and walked away with Sam. "Not now, Charles." he said. "Good call. Media blackout." Boyle said before picking it up and running behind them.

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"We're okay. It's not over yet. I still have two hours to find fingers and get Holt's watch back." Jake said as he, Sam and Charles grouped at his desk. Sam was doing it out of pity for him. Sure, Jake's ego was high but she couldn't just work away knowing he was getting into deep shit.

"But how? He could be anywhere. He could be in Canada by now. There are so many forests up there. That country is one giant hiding place." Charles said. "Boyle, he kinda needs you to be positive right now, okay?" she reminded him.

" Yes, sorry. Damn my mouth." he apologized quickly. "All right, let's look up McCreary's arrest records, past addresses, known associates." Jake instructed them both but Holt called him aside for a short talk. "Run deuce, liquor, run." Jake whispered to them. 

"If you'll excuse me, sir, I have to... Make urines in de toilet." Charles said making a poor yet effective excuse. "Yeah, that's how people say words." Sam commented. "And I'm getting myself some coffee.. Jake would you want one?" "No, thanks." he answered. "Alright, then." she said before walking away. 

A few moments later, Jake walked back to her and Boyle in the kitchen. "Guys, Fingers just texted. He said he wants to meet up." he informed them. "Yes!" Boyle said. "Let's get outta here. Be cool. Holt's watching." Jake warned them. 

"Pretend I just said something really funny." Sam said through her wide smile and they all laughed loudly at the same time and started to walk out of the bullpen. "You are hilarious, Sam!" Jake complimented as he played along.

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"Enjoy the vest and the light. You'll be so safe, it's scary." Terry said poorly mimicking in a spooky tone. "Lame." that's all that kid had to say in return. Nick laughed at that and almost dropped a candy bar from his hand that he'd taken from a kid. He set it aside.