Cops and Robbers

Scott Lenti is a red case, the most wanted criminal at the moment and his two counterparts; Truman and Landon are the other less wanted criminals. The detectives and police force have teamed up to try and track him. Not having any leads, they look for mysterious leads. They find Klaire, who has made a rather late and mysterious appearance late last night. Jaime is a rookie looking for a bigger task. He stumbles upon the Lenti case and wants in but Danny won't allow it. This is a serious case and Jaime is a rookie but Jaime finds a way in, he always finds a way in and later, his brother finds him helpful to the case for one important factor.

Klaire Emma Wilson walked downstairs into the kitchen. She went over to the fridge and noticed a sticky note.

"Of course" Klaire answered.

"Then you're good" Scott said.

"Just good?" Klaire asked.

"Not in the mood, just get into the car!" Scott ordered and stomped out, slamming the door.

"Oh, Scott" Klaire muttered with a sigh. Scott, the love of her life. To Klaire, Scott was extremely handsome. His copper hair was in a comb over and he was wearing a jet black business suit. She walked out of the house and got into the passenger seat of the black mustang. Scott cleared his throat.

"What?" Klaire asked.

"What have I told you?" Scott asked.

"Nope but what does it matter to you, do you actually like her now?" Scott asked.

"No, of course not!' Landon answered.

"She's hot" Truman muttered with a smile.

"But what are you going to say if she walks in blue with a scrapped knee or something like that?" Landon asked.

"She better not!" Scott insisted.

"Such beauty, no brains" Truman muttered.

"Such a shame" Landon agreed.

"Alright, let's go inside, she'll be here soon" Scott suggested.

"Alright" the two agreed. Klaire walked into the Log Cabin Hotel, shivering and a bit blue. She walked over to the giant, stone fireplace; enough room for a person or two in there. She smiled at the fireplace, this reminded her of the one they had at home. Scott walked over to her, wrapping his arms around her. Her smile disappeared.

"You're blue!" Scott tensely complained.

"I hate you!" Klaire sniffled, tears streaming down her cheeks.

"Oh, baby, no, you don't" Scott sweetly disagreed. He kissed her cheek and wiped her tears. Truman and Landon walked over.

"Keith Mental and his wife, Gina want to have a chat with you" Truman informed Scott.

"Oh, okay" Scott agreed, letting go of Klaire. Klaire started to use her sympathy tears. For some reason, Scott couldn't leave her side and did whatever she wanted him to do when she used tears. He turned back to Klaire with a sad expression.

"Dude, don't!" Landon complained.

"Bring them over" Scott said.

"But she's crying!" Truman pointed out.