Round Robbin 14/16
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whedonistFandom: Nikki & Nora
Pairing: Nikki/Nora
Story: Round Robin
Authors:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
1shinyboat, nemodoryismyido and Pprbckwrtr
Rating: PG-13 to R – there’s some language
Disclaimer: Not ours. These characters mainly belong to Nancylee Myatt and others. For the most part this is unbeta'd...epp! All missing words and misspellings...are my dog's fault. =0)
A/N: Nada
Chapter 14 - PBWR
“We're assuming the leak is on our end, but how do we know none of your agents tipped off Ricci?” Georgia asked the agent sitting next to her.
“Every agent on this case has been vetted and revetted,” Dickerson answered.
“And just who did the vetting?”
“I did,” he huffed, annoyed with Georgia's question. “So unless you want to accuse me of something...”
“I just want to make sure those watching my back aren't going to shoot it,” Georgia added defensively.
Dickerson twisted in his seat to glare at her. “And just why should I trust you two?” he shot back.
“Because I've got an honest face,” Georgia retorted, ignoring the humored snort from the back seat. “And Jimmy just got off sick leave.”
“Yeah, shoulda stayed sick,” Jimmy Peterson, Georgia's partner, griped from behind them. “Back just in time to be bait.”
Dickerson fought against a smile. “Don't worry, Detective Peterson, I'm sure your partner won't let you get killed.”
“She's not nearly as sweet as she looks.”
“Maybe if someone wouldn't screw up her coffee order,” Georgia added.
“Get decaf one time,” Jimmy mumbled. “And if you remember I suffered that day just as much as you did.”
The agent relaxed a bit at the banter. “I just hope Beaumont's plan works,” he said. “We need to get Jensen in front of a judge so we can start dismantling Ricci's organization.”
“And just why is this so rushed?” Georgia asked.
“Other witnesses and aspects of the case make it time sensitive.”
Georgia shook her head. “So, is being evasive and non-forthcoming in the bureau handbook?” she questioned lightly.
“Right after how to deal with territorial locals,” Dickerson teased.
Georgia's retort died on her lips as the radio came to life.
“All available units to the southwest corner of Chestnut and Second. Officer down, shots fired!” Dan’s voice boomed out of the radio.
“Shit,” Georgia exclaimed as she depressed the gas pedal. “Guess it was Honscombe after all.”
“Alright, Delaney, just what in the hell is going on?” Lot demanded.
“Your partner, here, is in Ricci's pocket,” Nora spat. Then she turned to Honscombe. “Isn't that right you piece of...”
“I'm sorry,” Honscombe cried.
Nora bent over, grabbing Honscombe by the shirt front. “Say it again,” she gritted. “You almost got my partner and I killed. My mother. Hell, you could still get some good people killed. And you think sorry is going to save your ass.” She gave him a shove as she let go of his shirt, causing him to almost fall off the chair.
Rick waited for his partner to fight the accusation. “You aren't even going to deny it?” he finally asked. “We've worked together for over two years and you've been selling us out the whole time?”
“No,” Honscombe argued. “It's only been nine months,” he admitted.
“So, that's supposed to make it better?”
“It was for my sister,” he cried. When the two detectives merely stared at him, he clarified. “She's sick and her insurance wouldn't cover her treatment because they claimed it wasn't approved. She tried to fight them but they just dropped her. I went outside the system to get her help but I didn't know it was tied to the Ricci’s until it was too late. I couldn't let them stop her treatments.”
“You never thought of coming to the department for help?” Lot asked.
“I couldn't get her on my policy once she was already sick,” Honscombe reasoned.
“And after you found out about the Ricci’s?”
“At first it wasn't anything major.” Honscombe hung his head to stare at the floor, unwilling to meet the eyes of his colleagues. “Some misplaced evidence in a two-bit drug case. A little inside information to a defense attorney.”
“Killing a couple of cops,” Nora added sarcastically.
Honscombe sighed in defeat. “By then I was in too deep. My sister was getting better and I couldn't admit what I'd already done.”
Lot sank onto a nearby chair. “I would have helped you,” he said quietly. Then he looked up at the pacing blonde. “So how'd you figure it was Neal?”
“Do you remember where Georgia said the new safe how was?” When Rick nodded Nora filled him in on the plan. “Well the lieutenant told Honscombe a different address. Agent Osborne took a third car and let his location slip to LaRouche. You three were the only ones involved who we couldn't be certain about.”
“So whoever got attacked,” Rick figured.
“The lieutenant called in shots fired just before Nikki and I got Jensen back here.”
Lot jumped to his feet. “Shouldn't we be out there? Why weren't we called?”
“Because thanks to him,” Nora said with a nod toward Honscombe. “We didn't know who we could trust. The feds didn't want us using any of our own people. They did allow us to bring in the Tactical unit since they haven't been involved in the Ricci case. Plus, the FBI brought in agents from other districts to cover the three locations.”
“But Savoie and Peterson?” Lot asked.
“Peterson was out and hasn't been involved so we were pretty sure he wasn't the leak and we all agreed it wasn't Georgia.”
“Nice to know where I rate,” Lot mumbled.
Nora looked at the detective and shrugged. “Sorry Rick, but we had to be sure.”
Lot sank back into his chair and glanced to his partner. “You've really fucked us all haven't you? It took years for Vice to get their reputation back.”
“I'm....” Neal started to apologize again but a glare from Nora had him remaining silent.
All three looked toward the door when Nikki entered. She held up her hand to stall Nora's question. “I talked to Dan. Agent Williams was hit in the shoulder, but he should be fine. They were able to apprehend three of Ricci's men and two others were killed.”
“Our people are okay?” Honscombe asked quietly.
Nikki stepped further into the room to study the detective. She was a bit surprised to find him still in one piece, a testament to her partner's self-control. She had always liked Honscombe but in this moment she could feel her own control slipping. “Yes. Our people are fine,” she answered with little emotion.
“I'm sorry, Nikki, about what happened to you two.”
Nikki put a hand on Nora's arm to stop the blonde from surging forward. “I know, Neal, but I do hope you understand it may take a long while before I forgive you.” Then she turned to Rick, “Detective Lot, would you mind watching over your partner until the lieutenant returns to the station?” she asked as she guided Nora out of the room.
“Sure thing Beaumont,” Lot nodded, after the two women left Lot turned back to his partner. “Don't say a damn thing,” he ordered.
Next>>>
Pairing: Nikki/Nora
Story: Round Robin
Authors:
1shinyboat, nemodoryismyido and PprbckwrtrRating: PG-13 to R – there’s some language
Disclaimer: Not ours. These characters mainly belong to Nancylee Myatt and others. For the most part this is unbeta'd...epp! All missing words and misspellings...are my dog's fault. =0)
A/N: Nada
“We're assuming the leak is on our end, but how do we know none of your agents tipped off Ricci?” Georgia asked the agent sitting next to her.
“Every agent on this case has been vetted and revetted,” Dickerson answered.
“And just who did the vetting?”
“I did,” he huffed, annoyed with Georgia's question. “So unless you want to accuse me of something...”
“I just want to make sure those watching my back aren't going to shoot it,” Georgia added defensively.
Dickerson twisted in his seat to glare at her. “And just why should I trust you two?” he shot back.
“Because I've got an honest face,” Georgia retorted, ignoring the humored snort from the back seat. “And Jimmy just got off sick leave.”
“Yeah, shoulda stayed sick,” Jimmy Peterson, Georgia's partner, griped from behind them. “Back just in time to be bait.”
Dickerson fought against a smile. “Don't worry, Detective Peterson, I'm sure your partner won't let you get killed.”
“She's not nearly as sweet as she looks.”
“Maybe if someone wouldn't screw up her coffee order,” Georgia added.
“Get decaf one time,” Jimmy mumbled. “And if you remember I suffered that day just as much as you did.”
The agent relaxed a bit at the banter. “I just hope Beaumont's plan works,” he said. “We need to get Jensen in front of a judge so we can start dismantling Ricci's organization.”
“And just why is this so rushed?” Georgia asked.
“Other witnesses and aspects of the case make it time sensitive.”
Georgia shook her head. “So, is being evasive and non-forthcoming in the bureau handbook?” she questioned lightly.
“Right after how to deal with territorial locals,” Dickerson teased.
Georgia's retort died on her lips as the radio came to life.
“All available units to the southwest corner of Chestnut and Second. Officer down, shots fired!” Dan’s voice boomed out of the radio.
“Shit,” Georgia exclaimed as she depressed the gas pedal. “Guess it was Honscombe after all.”
“Alright, Delaney, just what in the hell is going on?” Lot demanded.
“Your partner, here, is in Ricci's pocket,” Nora spat. Then she turned to Honscombe. “Isn't that right you piece of...”
“I'm sorry,” Honscombe cried.
Nora bent over, grabbing Honscombe by the shirt front. “Say it again,” she gritted. “You almost got my partner and I killed. My mother. Hell, you could still get some good people killed. And you think sorry is going to save your ass.” She gave him a shove as she let go of his shirt, causing him to almost fall off the chair.
Rick waited for his partner to fight the accusation. “You aren't even going to deny it?” he finally asked. “We've worked together for over two years and you've been selling us out the whole time?”
“No,” Honscombe argued. “It's only been nine months,” he admitted.
“So, that's supposed to make it better?”
“It was for my sister,” he cried. When the two detectives merely stared at him, he clarified. “She's sick and her insurance wouldn't cover her treatment because they claimed it wasn't approved. She tried to fight them but they just dropped her. I went outside the system to get her help but I didn't know it was tied to the Ricci’s until it was too late. I couldn't let them stop her treatments.”
“You never thought of coming to the department for help?” Lot asked.
“I couldn't get her on my policy once she was already sick,” Honscombe reasoned.
“And after you found out about the Ricci’s?”
“At first it wasn't anything major.” Honscombe hung his head to stare at the floor, unwilling to meet the eyes of his colleagues. “Some misplaced evidence in a two-bit drug case. A little inside information to a defense attorney.”
“Killing a couple of cops,” Nora added sarcastically.
Honscombe sighed in defeat. “By then I was in too deep. My sister was getting better and I couldn't admit what I'd already done.”
Lot sank onto a nearby chair. “I would have helped you,” he said quietly. Then he looked up at the pacing blonde. “So how'd you figure it was Neal?”
“Do you remember where Georgia said the new safe how was?” When Rick nodded Nora filled him in on the plan. “Well the lieutenant told Honscombe a different address. Agent Osborne took a third car and let his location slip to LaRouche. You three were the only ones involved who we couldn't be certain about.”
“So whoever got attacked,” Rick figured.
“The lieutenant called in shots fired just before Nikki and I got Jensen back here.”
Lot jumped to his feet. “Shouldn't we be out there? Why weren't we called?”
“Because thanks to him,” Nora said with a nod toward Honscombe. “We didn't know who we could trust. The feds didn't want us using any of our own people. They did allow us to bring in the Tactical unit since they haven't been involved in the Ricci case. Plus, the FBI brought in agents from other districts to cover the three locations.”
“But Savoie and Peterson?” Lot asked.
“Peterson was out and hasn't been involved so we were pretty sure he wasn't the leak and we all agreed it wasn't Georgia.”
“Nice to know where I rate,” Lot mumbled.
Nora looked at the detective and shrugged. “Sorry Rick, but we had to be sure.”
Lot sank back into his chair and glanced to his partner. “You've really fucked us all haven't you? It took years for Vice to get their reputation back.”
“I'm....” Neal started to apologize again but a glare from Nora had him remaining silent.
All three looked toward the door when Nikki entered. She held up her hand to stall Nora's question. “I talked to Dan. Agent Williams was hit in the shoulder, but he should be fine. They were able to apprehend three of Ricci's men and two others were killed.”
“Our people are okay?” Honscombe asked quietly.
Nikki stepped further into the room to study the detective. She was a bit surprised to find him still in one piece, a testament to her partner's self-control. She had always liked Honscombe but in this moment she could feel her own control slipping. “Yes. Our people are fine,” she answered with little emotion.
“I'm sorry, Nikki, about what happened to you two.”
Nikki put a hand on Nora's arm to stop the blonde from surging forward. “I know, Neal, but I do hope you understand it may take a long while before I forgive you.” Then she turned to Rick, “Detective Lot, would you mind watching over your partner until the lieutenant returns to the station?” she asked as she guided Nora out of the room.
“Sure thing Beaumont,” Lot nodded, after the two women left Lot turned back to his partner. “Don't say a damn thing,” he ordered.
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