Ragged Rainbows 4 cont.
Yeah, for some reason LJ didn't like how long my chapter was... ah well
Ragged Rainbows has gone SPLAT!! Against the wall, I was truckin' along and then Woah!! Writers Jam..... (sigh) I must continue...argh. 12 rules of writing, 12 rules of writing (muttering to myself)
I still want to know: What would you call a fic about someone who loses their memory?
There are bickering mice in the ceiling that won't shut up, maybe I can try to play mediator.
Title: Ragged Rainbows (ch. 4 cont.)
Fandom: FAKE
Author: Poshu
Pairings: Drake x JJ
Notes: Upper management is trying to separate them as partners, two lovers now have to fight to stay together.
“There are trace elements of cocaine in most of them, eight to be exact, six of those eight ‘failed’ the follicle test” Jim announced, rather proudly. He was at least happy they were getting somewhere. “Various other narcotics; I can give you a more exact list in a day or so.”
“Dee was right.” JJ muttered, looking off into space… or rather, he looked as though he was lost, in fact many details and facts were re-arranging in his mind. He looked up, placidly. “Thank you Jim.”
“No problem, if you need me, well you know where I am…here in the catacombs.” He held his hand up in a frozen ‘wave’ and turned to attend to his lab techs. JJ smirked but rolled his eyes as he turned and left.
As he approached the Chief’s office he had things all planned out; he was ‘alone’ today so he was going to go out in the field. There were some family members of the victims he wanted to re-address.
“Chief?” He hadn’t knocked before entering; there was someone in there with the chief, standing in front of his desk. JJ whispered, a little embarrassed “I have some new reports from Forensics; I am going to go out to interview a few of the witnesses again.”
“That’s fine Adams.” Chief didn’t look at him.
“Oh, Mr. Adams.” The blonde man in front of the desk said in a silky voice. He turned on his heal to see him; he had a leer in his eyes that set JJ off right away.
‘You’ve got to be kidding me, now?’ he thought, irritated. He knew who he was instantly; Drake’s description had been adequate.
“It’s a good thing you’re here. We can all talk together.” His voice held a false sense of hope and kindness, JJ made a hard expression.
“Sorry, I was just going to go out, we need some more testimonies.”
“Ah.” The man turned away quickly. “Aren’t there other officers here with you?”
“Sorry but I am alone today. If I had my partner here it would be easier, yes. But he’s not.” Chief shot him warning looks while he said this.
“I meant the other officers, Detective Adams… this is a large case is it not? Aren’t there any others in this office who know anything about it? There should have been more assigned to this case…” he sighed “The FBI should have picked it up by now actually, I’m not sure why it hasn’t been transferred yet.”
“Because Drake and I get things done.” JJ muttered under his breath, “He and I do well, together we succeed. We’re good together… and you’re going to ruin it.” He turned to leave.
“It’s a partnership, not a marriage.” His voice was irritated
“It’s the principle of the whole thing!” JJ snapped, spinning around “Why am I being separated from a partner I work more than well with!? Why should we be made to adjust to other people’s working habits simply because we don’t have ‘the look’? There is a serious case Drake and I are working on and we had some terrific leads but then all this came up.” JJ held his hands in the air to emphasize his appall.
“That’s a valid point,” Smith added before the official could speak, not unfolding his arms or looking up. “Getting to know another partner takes time and it is a while before the new team is acclimated enough to approach a case with the same skill as the more acquainted pairs. Frankly officer that is time I don’t have to give to any of my men.”
JJ didn’t give the thought that Smith was supporting him the surprise it probably deserved. He opted to give a more snub expression to the man in the room.
“I understand, Sir,” he turned to JJ, his eyes gleaming “but it still bears repeating that the Police Department objects to the…living arrangements of you and your part-you and Mr. Parker.” JJ watched predatorily as the man fumbled over his choice of words. It was obvious even speaking in regards homosexuality wounded him. JJ felt his face flush with both anger and pity.
“It isn’t about my living arrangements!” Officer Landry didn’t seem to falter as he started to speak again.
“In addition, there are other detectives on this case; fortunate for us. We can devote our time to finishing this quickly. If I do remember, Chief Smith, that is exactly why my department sent those requests to you a few weeks ago.” The man looked rather smugly to Chief Smith, who straightened in his chair, resentment on his face.
“Wait. Requests?” JJ looked to the chief “They asked you to put Ryo and Dee on the case with us?” The Chief grumbled under his breath, frustrated, he quickly covered it up as he looked to the blonde officer. His eyes didn’t betray his feelings.
“Demanded is more like it.”
“You also have yet to follow through with the rest of them; I believe that was the reason for my coming this morning?” Officer Andrews started to sound a little condescending. “I believe the deadline listed is the end of this week?”
Chief sighed, crossing his arms “It is. You would know, wouldn’t you?”
“Yes.”
“You wrote this up?” JJ asked, sounding critical
“Of course.” Landry smiled and saluted casually. He turned on his heal and left the room. There was a long silence in the office, for a few minutes the only thing heard was the whirring of Chief Smith’s overhead fan.
“I suppose I ought to tell you. I didn’t want to enforce it but as long as that punk is here he’ll have my ass until I do it.” The chief wound his arms up again, across his chest. Looking like he was about to yell, however his voice was uncharacteristically calm. “They want me to stick Spencer and Cain on the case too.”
“Ted and Marty?”
“Yes.”
“…They’re not going to stop with us, are they? Dee and Ryo… they’re next.” he sounded horrified, then livid as anger sparked through him. “They’ve been planning this from the start! They’re going to milk our efforts and leave the finished case to the straight officers, when they finalize they’ll get all the credit!” he threw his hands up in the air “Of course! It’ll be everything they need! Proof that us gays can’t possibly do this kind of work!”
“Adams! I’m not going to go through with it! I won’t let him run this case!”
“And how can you stop him? You said yourself he’d have your ass for not doing as he says.”
Chief Smith was silent
“What’s that kid got over you, anyway?” Smith was silent
“…Chief?”
“I think you better go do your rounds, Adams.” Chief said grimly and turned around. JJ was hesitant but left and did not turn back.
Ragged Rainbows has gone SPLAT!! Against the wall, I was truckin' along and then Woah!! Writers Jam..... (sigh) I must continue...argh. 12 rules of writing, 12 rules of writing (muttering to myself)
I still want to know: What would you call a fic about someone who loses their memory?
There are bickering mice in the ceiling that won't shut up, maybe I can try to play mediator.
Title: Ragged Rainbows (ch. 4 cont.)
Fandom: FAKE
Author: Poshu
Pairings: Drake x JJ
Notes: Upper management is trying to separate them as partners, two lovers now have to fight to stay together.
“There are trace elements of cocaine in most of them, eight to be exact, six of those eight ‘failed’ the follicle test” Jim announced, rather proudly. He was at least happy they were getting somewhere. “Various other narcotics; I can give you a more exact list in a day or so.”
“Dee was right.” JJ muttered, looking off into space… or rather, he looked as though he was lost, in fact many details and facts were re-arranging in his mind. He looked up, placidly. “Thank you Jim.”
“No problem, if you need me, well you know where I am…here in the catacombs.” He held his hand up in a frozen ‘wave’ and turned to attend to his lab techs. JJ smirked but rolled his eyes as he turned and left.
As he approached the Chief’s office he had things all planned out; he was ‘alone’ today so he was going to go out in the field. There were some family members of the victims he wanted to re-address.
“Chief?” He hadn’t knocked before entering; there was someone in there with the chief, standing in front of his desk. JJ whispered, a little embarrassed “I have some new reports from Forensics; I am going to go out to interview a few of the witnesses again.”
“That’s fine Adams.” Chief didn’t look at him.
“Oh, Mr. Adams.” The blonde man in front of the desk said in a silky voice. He turned on his heal to see him; he had a leer in his eyes that set JJ off right away.
‘You’ve got to be kidding me, now?’ he thought, irritated. He knew who he was instantly; Drake’s description had been adequate.
“It’s a good thing you’re here. We can all talk together.” His voice held a false sense of hope and kindness, JJ made a hard expression.
“Sorry, I was just going to go out, we need some more testimonies.”
“Ah.” The man turned away quickly. “Aren’t there other officers here with you?”
“Sorry but I am alone today. If I had my partner here it would be easier, yes. But he’s not.” Chief shot him warning looks while he said this.
“I meant the other officers, Detective Adams… this is a large case is it not? Aren’t there any others in this office who know anything about it? There should have been more assigned to this case…” he sighed “The FBI should have picked it up by now actually, I’m not sure why it hasn’t been transferred yet.”
“Because Drake and I get things done.” JJ muttered under his breath, “He and I do well, together we succeed. We’re good together… and you’re going to ruin it.” He turned to leave.
“It’s a partnership, not a marriage.” His voice was irritated
“It’s the principle of the whole thing!” JJ snapped, spinning around “Why am I being separated from a partner I work more than well with!? Why should we be made to adjust to other people’s working habits simply because we don’t have ‘the look’? There is a serious case Drake and I are working on and we had some terrific leads but then all this came up.” JJ held his hands in the air to emphasize his appall.
“That’s a valid point,” Smith added before the official could speak, not unfolding his arms or looking up. “Getting to know another partner takes time and it is a while before the new team is acclimated enough to approach a case with the same skill as the more acquainted pairs. Frankly officer that is time I don’t have to give to any of my men.”
JJ didn’t give the thought that Smith was supporting him the surprise it probably deserved. He opted to give a more snub expression to the man in the room.
“I understand, Sir,” he turned to JJ, his eyes gleaming “but it still bears repeating that the Police Department objects to the…living arrangements of you and your part-you and Mr. Parker.” JJ watched predatorily as the man fumbled over his choice of words. It was obvious even speaking in regards homosexuality wounded him. JJ felt his face flush with both anger and pity.
“It isn’t about my living arrangements!” Officer Landry didn’t seem to falter as he started to speak again.
“In addition, there are other detectives on this case; fortunate for us. We can devote our time to finishing this quickly. If I do remember, Chief Smith, that is exactly why my department sent those requests to you a few weeks ago.” The man looked rather smugly to Chief Smith, who straightened in his chair, resentment on his face.
“Wait. Requests?” JJ looked to the chief “They asked you to put Ryo and Dee on the case with us?” The Chief grumbled under his breath, frustrated, he quickly covered it up as he looked to the blonde officer. His eyes didn’t betray his feelings.
“Demanded is more like it.”
“You also have yet to follow through with the rest of them; I believe that was the reason for my coming this morning?” Officer Andrews started to sound a little condescending. “I believe the deadline listed is the end of this week?”
Chief sighed, crossing his arms “It is. You would know, wouldn’t you?”
“Yes.”
“You wrote this up?” JJ asked, sounding critical
“Of course.” Landry smiled and saluted casually. He turned on his heal and left the room. There was a long silence in the office, for a few minutes the only thing heard was the whirring of Chief Smith’s overhead fan.
“I suppose I ought to tell you. I didn’t want to enforce it but as long as that punk is here he’ll have my ass until I do it.” The chief wound his arms up again, across his chest. Looking like he was about to yell, however his voice was uncharacteristically calm. “They want me to stick Spencer and Cain on the case too.”
“Ted and Marty?”
“Yes.”
“…They’re not going to stop with us, are they? Dee and Ryo… they’re next.” he sounded horrified, then livid as anger sparked through him. “They’ve been planning this from the start! They’re going to milk our efforts and leave the finished case to the straight officers, when they finalize they’ll get all the credit!” he threw his hands up in the air “Of course! It’ll be everything they need! Proof that us gays can’t possibly do this kind of work!”
“Adams! I’m not going to go through with it! I won’t let him run this case!”
“And how can you stop him? You said yourself he’d have your ass for not doing as he says.”
Chief Smith was silent
“What’s that kid got over you, anyway?” Smith was silent
“…Chief?”
“I think you better go do your rounds, Adams.” Chief said grimly and turned around. JJ was hesitant but left and did not turn back.