Always friends

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"Not here! It's not here!", I yelled at my dark wood closet. All of my clothes were all over the floor.  Except my brown leather jacket. It's not downstairs, I checked, four times. Just in case. It's not in my car or any other Graceland's vehicle. And apparently it's not where jacket's should be - maybe hanger became mainstream. I looked around to see all of my sundresses scattered around on the soft black carpet. Along with at least 10 box shoes. Yeah, I checked them too, even tough I am not really sure how jacket would end up side by side with my sneakers. 

"What happened here? Did I miss girls'wrestling?". Johnny was standing at the door in his trunks, ready for surfing. I glanced at him  "I'll take care of it", I said absent trying to remember where did I put my favorite leather jacket. Come on, I am an FBI agent, at least I should not lose clothes that easy! "I GAVE IT TO CHUCK! YESTERDAY! MY JACKET", I  blurted out happily and jumped on the bed to get to the phone while moving my jeans that somehow ended up on Johnny's pillow. "She's not answering, I already called her. I am embarrassed as shit when postman delivers her fashion magazines. Man will start to think that we, guys, read that stupidity", Johnny frowned carrying surfing board out of the room. "Man I haven't seen her since last night's case. You are sure that everything is fine?", I asked little more relaxed now that I know where my jacket is. Last night's case didn't went well, Briggs and Charlie were close to get busted, and then... Well, we didn't got any information, and we lost signal, and we have not seen Charlie this morning. "Oh, she's cool, I asked Briggs, she's probably roaming around bars, drunk as hell. While I need to go to DC for a talk because are case is not fine. Not "fine"at all", Johnny was talking while going to the beach. "Just you?", I raised my eyebrows, he is not responsible for a serious talk, he probably will end up in some fight. "No, Charlie will be there. And your jacket", he quirked his lips while running downstairs.

Later that day, I was in my room on the phone with main guy in FBI sexual assaults. "Are you kidding me,  we don't have more time! " 

"Agent Johnson, please, calm down,  we will dig into that case In month, two months top! Right now there are other stuff...", he was speaking in his robotic voice while I was crushing  can of soda with fresh dark red painted nails.

"There are fourteen years'old girl out there that actually work as a prostitutes in that club! Isn't our job to protect them and try to help them to lead normal life. It's children prostitution!", I was talking rapidly when I felt soda on my fingers. Oh, well...

"Of course It is! And we will protect them, you are great in your job, we are trying to make California less dangerous...", he was talking while i was chewing my nail trying to stay calm.

"Oh, please, save your crap! I will wait for you to send me a nice team one more month! Until then I will acting all mother like in the club even If they think that I am fellow madam. Goodbye, sir,It was nice talking to you", I sighed.

"Goodbye Agent Johnson, we will try to send you a team as soon as possible", he said and I threw can in a trash can.

"Nice one", Johnny managed a weak smile and handed me my jacket. "Thank you! And thank God that you are still alive!", I pursed lips and hugged pleasant brown leather. I put it in closet and turned to Johnny. "See, room doesn't look like the chick flick was filmed in it anymore", I grinned and leaned on the bed next to tired Johnny. He hate going to DC more than me, we are not fans of uptight bosses with ties, but right now he was paler than last year when he got sick because of bad meat. I believe that It was not very pleasant for Briggs because bath cleaning was his job that week.

"How was with big guys?", I turned to Johnny and put my hand on his cheek. "Oh, you know, they are not satisfied with anything. Their head are so big, like whole country , you know... I h they are going to explode. That would at least be fun! How many times they mentioned my name , people could think that Tuturro is a secret code"

"And how Charlie was?", I leaned closer.

"On drugs", he gasped.

I froze, locking every muscle on my body tight. Suddenly I felt like someone kicked me and broke my ribs. I was not ready for this. I've been trough a lot, I 've been cheated on, I was shot, I saw people get killed, but this... This hurt me more than everything. I stood quickly from the bed and sighed, "John. What happened? If you don't want to tell me, it's fine, but If you do tell me, than tell me exactly what happened", I gasped. 

"Um, Charlie..,we could get busted... And then we lost signal, so we don't know what happened. But she injected it, a coke, so they wouldn't know she's a fed. And she got ill, so she injected it a little more before meeting. She wasn't herself, I could see that. I needed to cover up, I blamed me for a fail. If they knew what she did, she could get kick out of the  Bureau...", he was speaking.

"John, It's serious stuff! What are we gonna do now? I love her! She's like a sister to me! But I am so mad at her right now! So, so, so mad! Was that only way? Was it? Why did she do that? She had her team behind her, we could help her!", I collapsed on the bed.

"We are her friends. And more than that. We are her family. People who know her. People who will kick her ass of and send her away if we think that that will help her. Or take care of her if we think that that way will help her!", he said serious. "I am not sure that that will happen again, but right now it's stupid to say it", he added.

"Yes,we help each other. That's what family should do. We don't give up. Ever", My voice quivered and I hugged him. It felt good to be close to him, holding his hands and feeling his lips on my head. "You are a damn good friend, Johnny. Damn good.", I sighed and pulled him closer. "Yeah, i have my moments", he changed to a smile. "Oh, and I went with Mike to Bello. There will be a major drug operation. Under the water...", he started. "Your diving suit is ready. What? I told you that I searched whole room this morning", I smiled.

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