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Then As It Was, Then Again It Will Be	By : OpenPage Category: 1 through F > 21 Jump Street Views: 1347 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own 21JS or the characters. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. All characters and events in this story are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead is coincidental.

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Tom and Dennis drove to their new abode in silence. Dennis occasionally glanced at Hanson but received no acknowledgement in return. Hanson pulled into the underground car park and parked his blue Mustang in lot twenty-six. Getting out of the car, Hanson quickly made for the stairwell but Booker grabbed his arm and pulled him backwards. Instinctively, Hanson jerked away. He turned to his new partner in annoyance. “What?”
Booker had to muster all his strength not to punch Hanson square on the jaw. He took a deep, calming breath then motioned for Tom to follow him. He walked the few yards to the elevator and pushed the up arrow. He did not speak until they were safely inside and riding up to the second floor. “Look Hanson. If you start flinching every time I touch you we’re never going to convince people we’re a couple.”
Tom took Booker's words on board for a moment then nodded. “Yeah, sorry. I’m just a bit on edge.”
Booker gave a wry smile. “Well, that makes two of us. I just thought we could talk a little better in the elevator rather than risk being overheard on the stairs.” The elevator slowly stopped and the doors pinged open. Before alighting, Booker pushed his hand against the open door to keep it from closing. He turned to Hanson and whispered in a low voice so that no passersby could overhear. “I’m going to hold your hand, don’t freak out.”
Black eyes met brown and Tom nodded in agreement. They exited the elevator with their hands grasped firmly in a lovers hold. They walked down the corridor until they came to apartment twenty-six. Hanson pulled out a key and unlocked the door. Stepping inside, they closed the door behind them and released their hands.
Hanson cast his eyes around his new home. It was small but modern. The living and kitchen area were one room, both fully furnished in a tasteful, if somewhat flamboyant manner. Two doors led off from the back wall. Hanson walked over and opened the first, which was a bathroom. Realizing that the other room must be the one and only bedroom he slowly opened that door. A double bed and two chests of drawers were the only furniture. A walk in robe led off to the right. Tom felt his heart begin to race. He was not sure he could do this. He was not homophobic but that did not mean he felt comfortable sharing a bed with another man. Hell, he and Penhall were the best of friends but they had never slept in the same bed. Shaking his head slightly he tried to pull himself together. All these irrational fears were making him crazy. He had committed to this case and therefore he was going to do it to the best of his ability. That was the type of cop he was.
Turning around he saw Booker staring at him. He gave a wide, if somewhat forced grin in return. “Hope you don’t snore Dennis.”
Feeling the tension ease, Booker smiled back. “Not that I’ve been told,” he answered dryly. Giving one last glance around the room Dennis headed for the door. “Come on, we need to get our stuff and move in. Class starts tomorrow.”
Hanson nodded in agreement. As they left the apartment, a man and a woman stopped them in the hallway. “Are the two of you moving into number twenty-six?” the man asked rather abruptly. He was smiling pleasantly but the smile did not reach his eyes.
Draping an arm casually around Tom’s shoulders, Dennis smiled back whilst extending his hand. “Yep. Dennis Bennett and this is my partner, Tom Harris.” They all exchanged handshakes and the man introduced himself as Jake Wetherall. The woman was his sister, Tammy Wetherall and they lived in apartment twenty-nine. They explained that they both went to Huntsfield College. Jake was a senior and Tammy was a sophomore. Hanson and Booker chatted amicably for a few minutes and then excused themselves. As the elevator door closed, Tom exhaled loudly.
“Well wasn’t he pleasant,” he stated sarcastically. “Did you see the look he gave us?”
Booker frowned slightly. “Yeah, I think we need to keep an eye him. He doesn’t exactly seem the type to want a gay couple living in his apartment building.”
Exiting into the car park, they walked the short distance to Tom’s car. As they drove away, Booker turned to Hanson. “Well this is it, once we get back we are officially undercover. You sure you’re okay with it?”
This time Tom did not hesitate, he looked Booker straight in the eye. “As ready as I’ll ever be.”
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It only took an hour for both officers to pack a bag and they were back at the apartment by 5pm. After throwing their belongings into the bedroom, they sat down in the living room. Tom looked around nervously, wondering what to say but it was Dennis who finally broke the silence. “Pizza?”
Tom smiled. “And beer,” he added.
Whilst Dennis phoned through their order, Tom went out to get the alcohol. When he returned, he found Booker sprawled out on the couch watching a hockey game. Hanson grabbed two beers and handed one to his partner. Pushing Booker’s legs off the seat, he sat down. He had just taken a mouthful of beer when Dennis dropped a bombshell. “I think we should practice.”
Tom slowly put his beer bottle on the table and turned to Booker. “Practice what?” he asked, all the while dreading what Booker was about to say.
Booker rolled his eyes, once again annoyed at Hanson’s reluctance. “Being a couple. We need to look natural and you still look like you’re going to run a mile every time a touch you.”
Tom knew it was true. He was trying so hard to take this assignment in his stride but he knew he was failing dismally. Maybe Booker was right. If they “practiced” being a couple, it might come more naturally. However, the sound of the outdoor intercom quickly interrupted his thoughts.
Dennis stood up and buzzed the pizza delivery guy into the building. A few moments later, there was a rap at the door and Dennis paid the young man from Claud’s Pizza. Shutting the door, Booker turned to Hanson. “Hungry?”
Hanson shook his head and took another long swig of beer. His appetite had vanished once he heard Dennis’ practice proposal. Before he could lose his nerve, he turned to his partner. “I think you’re right.”
Booker put down the piece of pizza he was about to bite into and raised an inquiring eyebrow. “Right about what?” he asked, slowly putting the pizza box on the coffee table and staring down at Hanson.
Tom took in a deep breath. “I think we should do as you said… and practice. If we’re going to pull this off we need everyone to believe we’re a couple.” He paused for a moment before continuing. “So… how do you suggest we do that?”
Dennis’ heart began to race. He had thrown the line out there more to see how Hanson would react. Never in his wildest dreams had he expected Tom to agree. Now that it was really going to happen, he felt nervous and unsure. He was terrified of showing his true feelings to his partner and yet the idea of practicing was not as silly as it sounded. Pulling himself together, he looked at Tom with a deadpan expression so as not to scare him off. “Let’s try me putting my arm around you.”
Hanson agreed, glad that it was something he was reasonably comfortable with. After all, friends put their arms around each other all the time. He and Penhall were forever giving each other hugs. Standing up, he turned towards Dennis who casually threw his arm around Hanson’s shoulder. Tom was surprised at how comfortable it felt and he turned and grinned awkwardly at Booker. “That’s not so bad. What’s next?”
Booker closed his eyes for half a moment and then gently spun Hanson around so that they were facing each other, his hands on Tom’s shoulders. He slowly slid his hands downwards until they rested on his partner’s hips. He heard Tom’s sharp intake of breath but was pleased that he had not flinched away. He stayed several moments with his hands resting on Hanson’s slim waist and then he dropped them to his side and stepped away. When he finally looked at his partners face, he could not help but smile. Hanson was blushing.
Embarrassed, Tom gave Dennis a friendly shove. The tension was broken and Dennis began to laugh. “Geez Hanson, I never would have picked you as being the shy type.”
Hanson grinned back, rubbing his hand over his lips as he always did when he was nervous or unsure. “Now what?”
Spontaneously Booker pulled Hanson into an embrace. Although surprised at the sudden contact Tom did not recoil. He put his arms around his partner and gave him a hug. Laughing, Dennis patted him on the back. “That almost felt like you meant it partner.”
Hanson grinned. “I almost did,” he replied teasingly. Both men now felt more relaxed and Tom flopped back down onto the couch. “So, do you think we can fool them?”
Dennis did not answer. He turned away to the kitchen and grabbed another couple of beers. Sitting down next to Tom, he faced his fellow officer. “Tommy, I think we need to go beyond a few hugs to convince our rapist that we’re the real deal.”
Hanson stared back at Dennis. His nervousness returned and he took a large gulp of his beer. “Meaning what exactly?”
Dennis knew there was no way to sugar coat his response. This was what they had signed up for and they had to play the part realistically or risk blowing their cover. He actually felt sorry for Hanson. He knew the officer was struggling with their assignment but he admired the fact that he was determined to battle through it. It was one of the things he liked most about Tom. He felt awful that he was making the other man so uncomfortable but Fuller expected them to do it right, therefore, sacrifices had to be made.
“I think we’re going to have to be seen kissing,” Booker replied hurriedly, not daring to look at the other man’s face.
“Oh,” Tom answered quietly, his fingers furiously rubbing at his top lip. The silence that followed was deafening and just as Dennis was about to tell Hanson to forget it, Tom continued with a shrug. “Yeah well, that kinda makes sense.”
Surprised, Booker turned to his partner and for the first time Tom saw a glimmer of tenderness in his dark eyes. He wondered what had caused the change and was about to ask when Booker spoke. “Look Tommy, if we’re going be partners in this I think there’s something you need to know about me. “
Tom could see the seriousness in Dennis’ expression and he began to feel alarmed. “Okay, what’s the problem?” he asked, not sure that he really wanted to know the answer.
Booker remained silent for a couple of minutes. He had not planned to tell Hanson the truth when he first signed up for this case. However, Tom had willingly, if somewhat apprehensively, gone along with every suggestion Booker had made regarding the assignment and he felt he owed it to Hanson to be honest. With a sigh, he came clean. “I’m bi.”
Tom stared unblinkingly at his partner for a few seconds. He was sure he had misheard what Booker had said. “Huh?” he replied, thinking that any minute now Dennis was going to burst out laughing at the look on his face.
But Dennis just stared back, his eyes full of sadness. Finally, he looked away. “I knew you wouldn’t understand.”
Tom shook his head back and forth rapidly. “No, no, that’s not it. I just thought… I don’t know… I thought I misheard you or something. I mean… really? Wow! Sorry, I shouldn’t be surprised but… I mean, you always get the girls but I’ve never seen you with a… not that it’s any of my business. WOW!” Feeling embarrassed at his outburst, Hanson dragged his fingers through his hair, another telltale sign that he was nervous. The gesture made Booker smile. He could not help it, it was so Tom.
Hanson smiled back, hoping he had not offended his partner too much. “Why are you telling me now?” he asked.
When Booker finally spoke, it was with slight hesitation. “I thought it was only fair that you knew the truth about me given our… current situation. I don’t want you thinking that I’m putting you in a compromising position because of my sexuality. I’ve kissed other men, I’m assuming you haven’t.”
Tom shook his head. He felt overwhelmed by the reality of the situation but also pleased that Booker had been able to talk to him about it. He was hyper aware that he needed to handle the situation delicately. It had been a brave move on Booker’s part to reveal something he had kept hidden from the whole of Jump Street for six months. He did not want to make his partner regret his decision to confide in him. Therefore, with a slow, shy smile, Hanson finally spoke. “Well then, as you’re the expert I expect you to teach me.”
Booker’s eyes widened in amazement. When Tom did not recant, he returned the smile. “Are you sure? I mean if you feel—”
“For fuck’s sake Booker, get on with it before I lose my nerve!” Hanson laughed despite of the tension he was feeling.
Slowly, Dennis moved closer to Tom. He placed one hand on his partner’s knee and used the other to cup Hanson’s face. “You ready?”
Hanson, nodded, his heart thumping rapidly in his chest. He felt Dennis pull him closer and immediately he closed his eyes. A few seconds passed and then he felt soft lips pressing against his own. The kiss was gentle, almost chaste and Tom found himself responding to it. His lips parted slightly and he felt Dennis’ tongue gain access. Slowly they explored each other’s mouths, their tongues intertwining. Hanson’s heart rate began to quicken at the arousal he felt and little by little, he began to panic. Without warning, he pulled away, dropping his head so as not to meet his partner’s eyes. He felt Dennis’ hand gently stroke his hair for a moment and then pull away. Tom glanced up, afraid of what Dennis’ reaction would be. “So, do you think that was convincing enough?” he asked nervously.
Dennis did not reply. Hanson’s reaction to the kiss had unnerved him. He had not expected Hanson to kiss back and yet he had, albeit only for a moment. Booker’s feelings for his partner had escalated considerably within the last hour and he knew he had to maintain a professional distance so as not to spook Tom and jeopardize their cover. The case was so important and he could not run the risk of Hanson bailing on the assignment because he had come on too strong.
With a slight nod, he got up and walked into the bedroom, closing the door behind him. Tom was left sitting alone, wondering how his life had become so complicated.
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