Believing In You (Blue Bloods Fanfiction)

↞ Chapter Thirty-Six ↠

Episode Twenty-Two

It was strange, being hugged by the retired Police Commissioner, and when he stepped back I stepped around him, letting him close the door behind me. I smiled sort of awkwardly as he closed the door, waiting for him to say something else.

"Wasn't the fence locked?" A voice sounded from ahead, and when I turned I smiled brightly at Jameson. I moved towards him quickly, moving to hug him, but stopping a few feet away. He looked disappointed, but I changed the subject by answering his question.

"I jumped over it, if you must know." He laughed, his face lighting up as he did, and I had to resist the urge to reach for him.

Danny called for the three of us, and I followed Jameson through to the dining room. A man was sitting at the table, he introduced himself as Cliff. Erin frowned when she saw me, and I feared for a moment that she had come to dislike me since I had last seen her. My fear was squashed when she reached her hand out to me, taking mine tightly in her she squeezed it. Telling me how glad she was that I was here. I shook Frank's hand, before accepting the seat offered at the table.

"I can already tell you that all of these blokes are trying to tie up all the loose ends they can, before they leave." I leaned back in my chair, watching as the family all took seats around the table. Jameson sat next to me, I felt his hand touch my thigh, and I held it tightly, squeezing it once as my eyes remained trained on the other Reagan's, and Cliff, as they sat on the other side of the table. "We can't wait much longer before doing whatever it is that we are doing next."

"Wait," Erin leaned forward, propping her head up on her arm on the table. "You don't even know what this is?"

I shook me head. "No, but Danny would never tell me to follow someone on the job without good reason." I restated, "None of you would ask me any of this without good reason." Erin looked a bit shocked, before shrugging and telling Danny to explain everything, and he did.

I didn't know how Joe had died, I just knew that he did, but to hear that he had been killed by other officers was a terrifying thought. I had never heard of the Blue Templar, but while working in London there had been plenty of these sort of groups within the police force, but I had never seen the reason in joining one. Joe had joined this group as an undercover man for the FBI, and his time was spent trying to take a part the group. He was unsuccessful in the end, and he was killed in a raid for what he had tried to do. The man that I was following, Camia, he had something to do with it, as well as Malevsky. I was angry at the end of his words, thinking about what they had done to kill Joe, and then it got worse.

A call came in, and Frank left the room, Danny followed, and Erin left a minute later. Jameson leaned towards me, pecking a light kiss to my cheek, before pausing a few inches away.

"Last night," he spoke softly, like he wasn't sure he should tell me. "I showed up at your apartment, and you didn't question it, but I said I'd explain. Someone tried to kill me, they cut the breaks on my car, I smashed it into one of the concrete barriers. You were the closest, and-"

"And you came to me." I squeezed his hand tightly, my eyes glancing over the small gashes on his face. I wanted to say something else, but the footsteps of someone started to approach and he flung backwards, yanking his hand from mine and putting distance between the two of us. The movement stung just a little, but I new his reasons.

"Erin is getting the warrants for Buchanan and Atwater." Frank told the two of us, and I stood, the chair scraping lightly as I did. "Danny's going to follow Malevsky, if you stick around here, he'll get back to us. Can I get you anything?"

I started to say no, but could feel the beginning of a yawn, "A cup of coffee would be great, if it's no trouble."

He shook his head, muttering that it wasn't before turning to go back into the kitchen. I leaned my hip into the table, looking down at Jameson and smiling lightly, he looked at me once, before glancing away.

"I'm sorry." He whispered it, and I was quick to shake my head.

"You've got nothing to be sorry for my love." I set a hand on his shoulder, leaning forward and kissing his forehead lightly. I lingered for a moment, before sighing and leaning back. The man Cliff came back into the room his phone pressed to his ear, and I smiled at him, moving away from Jameson and into the kitchen.

"Danny called." Frank spoke when I entered the kitchen, "Malevsky dumped his car, he's going to Buchanan's." I nodded, propping myself up on the island. "Sugar? Milk?"

"Sugar, please." Frank turned back to the coffee pot, pouring me a cup and dumping a packet of sugar into it. I thanked it as he passed it to me.

"Buchanan's jumped." Henry announced as he came back into the room. "There's two potential places, Danny's headed to his house-"

"I'll go wherever I'm needed sir," I probably should have held off from interrupting, but Henry appeared to not mind, nodding before replying.

"I was hoping you would say that Jett," He pats me on my shoulder, and I smile, taking a quick sip of my mug, before setting it on the table. I pat my pockets, checking for my keys. I start to turn away, moving to ask Cliff for the other location that Buchanan could be at. "Jett?"

I turned, looking back at Henry, he smiled lightly, "You can call me Henry." I nod, turning away and moving towards Cliff. He gave me the location, and I left out the back door once again. Jameson led me out, unlocking the back gate for me, as I walked away, he grabbed my hand. I let him pull me back, and as I turned I pulled him close. I placed a hand on the back of his neck, kissing him deeply before pulling away. Jameson leaned in for another kiss, but I didn't oblige.

"I will see you soon mon amour." He smiled, letting me walk away. His hand lingered in mine as I walked away, and I sighed as I walked to my motorcycle. I pulled it out, waving goodbye to Jameson as I pulled onto the road.

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Translation:

"Mon Amour"= My love