A Smooth Criminal (Glee)

The first real case

Blaine was sitting at his desk when his best friend and assistant, Sam, came running in. Sam looked very excited. Blaine had never seen him this... nervous.

"Blaine!!! Guess who called me!"

"It's also nice to see you Sam. I'm fine, thanks for asking." Sam looked at Blaine as if he just said the most offending thing ever.

"I'm just kidding. Calm down okay. Who called you?"

"Very funny. You're supposed to guess dude. It's a game."

"Okay, okay. Jeez, what are we, twelve? I don't know Sam. Was it the president?"

"Better." Sam grabbed Blaine's hands and squeezed them. Not gonna lie, it made Blaine a little uncomfortable.

"Better than the president?"

"Well almost as good." Blaine laughed a little at his friend.

"Just tell me Sam. I don't have time for this."

"It was Detective West!"

Detective West was their boss, a nice guy, but he didn't seem to take them seriously.

"Detective West? What did he want?"Blaine didn't have high hopes. He always wanted to be a detective but not like this. No one ever took him serious. He wanted to be respected.

"He has a case for us."

"Let me guess. Another unnecessary small job like someone's cat going missing." Blaine wasn't even joking, he had successfully found three cats already. Nothing he was proud of. They weren't particularly hard to find.

"Someone was killed dude. They want us to find the killer."

Blaine's face lit up, a big smile on his lips.

"Really? Wow I am happier about this than I should be. Who was it?"

"Don't worry, I am super happy too. Detective West was not... ummm... he wasn't as amused as I was. He told me to take it seriously. We are talking about Sebastian Smythe after all."

Blaine was quite. Taking it serious now.

"Oh sorry, you probably don't even know who I'm talking about. He was a lawyer who usually lived in L.A but he was here to visit his family. He was killed on his last day here. Someone shot him. Detective West wants us to question the suspects and find out, who of them is the Killer."

"Sounds like fun."

"I KNOW RIGHT!"

Sam opened his back and pulled out a case file.

"I already got the files so that we can start as soon as possible."

"And it's also your job Sam. You're my assistant."

"I look at us as equal partners."

"You're not my wife Sam."

"Don't be like that. We live together. I could strangle you in your sleep. I work for the police, I know how to cover up my tracks."

"Alright, alright. Show me the files, partner."

Sam smiled and opened the file. Blaine started reading the first page.

"Four people. That should not take too long."

"Why do you think that? They all have a pretty good reason. I saw people with worse motives."

"Where did you see that, Sam?"

"Mostly on TV."

"I thought so. I am confident in my abilities. I can tell when someone is lying or hiding something."

"I am confident in my abilities to do impressions of people."

"Please don't do that infront of the suspects."

"Fine. Who do you want to start with?"

Blaine flipped over to the next page. Four pictures, of four people. None of them looked like they had the guts to kill anybody.

"I don't know. Are they all kept in at the police station?"

"No, none of them." Blaine shook his head in disbelief.

"Wait, so they are just letting potential murderers go?"

"Yes, the evidence wasn't enough."

Suddenly, it hit Blaine. The reason why they, Blaine and Sam, got an important case like this.

"That's why we have to do it. It's too hard for them. They gave us an unsolvable case." Blaine dropped his head on the desk in front of him. His first big case and there was no way to actually solve it.

"Oh come on Blaine, don't be like that." Sam pulled Blaine's head up, his hair gel was sticking on his hands.

"Stay determined. We're a great team. We've found three cats. Surely we can find an amateur killer."

Blaine took a deep breath.

"I guess we have no choice. Let's start with that guy." Blaine pointed at a photo of a brown haired man. He looked as nice as one could look in a crime photo.

"That's Finn Hudson. He is a teacher at McKinley here in Lima."

"Great."

Sam stood up from his chair and so did Blaine. They made their way to the door.

"I didn't think I would ever have to go back to High School."

"Did you not like High School?"

"I was bullied in the first one and had my heart broken in the second one. So no, I did not like High School."

"I had a lot of sex in High School."

"Too much information Sam."

And so they made their way to William McKinley High School.

I remembered that this story exists and I'm actually excited about it. I'll continue writing today. That means, maybe a new part today or tomorrow.