His Name was Creed

Agent Daniel Grant hadn't seen the face on the issued wanted poster in years. Joseph Creed; wanted for... impersonation of a preist and distubance of the peace? It appalled him, but he wouldn't be lying if he said he didn't already know the man was bad. He was biased, though, in this thought.

What Grant hasn't, and won't tell anyone, was that this man, Joseph Creed, was his high school sweetheart. In high school, Grant had denied his attraction until his senior year, when he became close with Joseph, who he had just called Creed. It was just their thing to be called by their last names... That preference stuck with Grant, and that's what he prefers to go by. The sweet romance they had at that time didn't last, as Joseph ran away before he could even say goodbye. Was that really all Joseph thought of him? Something to be left behind?

Now, around a decade later, he's been asked to interrogate the criminal they'd been trying to catch on charges for impersonation of a priest. Was Joseph really never the religious man he had known in high school? Was he putting on a facade even then? His anger is finally confronted as he reunited with Creed. One rooms, all alone.