"WELCOME BACK!" Captain Adam Fuller, Doug Penhall, Harry Ioki, and Sal Vanduci shouted as Tom Hanson and Judy Hoffs walked through the door of Billy Ray's BBQ. The restaurant was decorated with red balloons and live music was playing from the bandstand. Everyone had beers in their hands and smiles on their faces upon seeing the two officers.
"Jude!" Doug ran to her and gave her a huge bear hug, lifting her right off the ground.
"Hi there, Doug."
"Welcome back, Judy," Ioki was next in line to give her a hug.
"We missed you, Judy. The place hasn't been the same without you," Fuller gave her a hug garnished with a gentle kiss on the cheek.
"It is so nice to be back," Judy nodded to everyone, "I have missed you so terribly much but I had to go and clear my head. I gave serious thought to leaving the force for good but now I know that that just isn't possible, even if I wanted to. Jump Street is part of me, you guys are part of me – and don't you dare make a snide remark to that, Penhall!" Judy scolded. Doug quickly shut him mouth and massaged the back of his neck uncomfortably.
"We really did miss you," Blowfish nodded.
"Hey!" Tom interrupted, "What about me, huh? This is my welcome back party too ya know!"
"Welcome back, kid," Doug pulled Tom into a bear hug.
"Okay, okay!" Tom recoiled, "So, are we just going to stand here or are we going to celebrate? And how come everyone in this joint but me has a drink?"
The evening was filled with laughter, talking, and catching up. It was one of the best nights Tom Hanson had ever had. He was surrounded by the people that loved him and cared for him and he wouldn't change that for the world. As he took a swig of his beer, he silently said a prayer, thanking God for giving him this, for allowing him to have all of this and not taking it way on account of some revenged-crazed freak with anger management issues. Everything was perfect. Everyone from Jump Street were right there celebrating and expressing their gratitude for the officers' safety. Well, everyone but one. The door opened and a staggered man with greasy black hair and black eyes strode in. He looked out of place in his tight black-shirt and tight jeans. But despite his looks, the Jump Street team was aroused with excitement upon his arrival.
"Booker!" Judy cried as she ran over to give him a hug.
"Hey, honey," Dennis grinned, "Missed me?"
"Of course! How've you been?"
"Alright I guess. Just stopped by to say hi to everyone."
"I'm glad you decided to come," Doug nodded towards Dennis and extended a hand which Dennis gratefully took and shook with admiration.
"Me too. Fuller," Dennis nodded with respect.
"You've taken care of yourself?"
"Yes sir," Dennis nodded, "How are you, Captain?"
"Fine now that all Jump Street is here with us to celebrate."
"That's right, Dennis, you are part of this team too."
"Thank you sir."
"Hey," Tom approached his old nemesis, "Glad you came, Booker."
"Me too, Hamburger. I'm starved! Let's order!"
After several rounds of ribs, beer, and mashed potatoes, the team was still in a merry mood. Nothing could possibly bring them down. There was just one thing that would have made the moment all the more perfect and Dennis Booker picked up on it right away.
"Psst, Hamburger!" Dennis hissed into Tom's ear.
"What? Why are you whispering?"
"See that dance floor out there?"
"Yeah," Tom whispered back, "So?"
"So ask her to dance."
"My God! Must I always play the fairy-fuckin'-Godmother with you two? Now get off your lazy ass and ask her to dance!"
"It's either you or me, Hamburger, and she's better off with you."
"Don't mention it. You'll thank me later."
Tom didn't know what exactly Dennis meant by later but he turned his attention away from the rest of the group and to Judy. She was stirring her iced tea with her straw and smiled politely at everyone but something seemed off. She looked distracted. Tom rose from his chair and extended his hand towards her.
"What?" She asked, blinking.
"We've been through this before, stupid!" Tom teased, "I'd ask him," he nodded to Doug.
"But his feet are too big," Judy smiled as she took Tom's hand and allowed him to lead her onto the dance floor. Several couples were already out there but most were old, elderly people who had been together for years and years. For some reason, Tom and Judy didn't feel that out of place among the others.
"I am really glad you decided to come back," Tom was the first to speak.
"Me too," Judy nodded as Tom's grip tightened protectively around her.
"I swear, Jude, I don't know what I'd have done if I never saw you again."
"I know the feeling," Judy smiled, placing her hand on Tom's chest, "Believe me, I know."
"Nothing," Tom bit his lower lip, wondering why he was suddenly chickening out. Dennis would kill him if he didn't go along with this. He could already see him sitting at the table glaring at them dancing and trying to send Tom a telepathic message to make his move already. But unfortunately for Dennis, Tom was not quite as promiscuous with his feelings.
"Oh," Judy sounded disappointed.
"Good song, huh?" Tom asked, trying to make light of the situation.
"Yeah," Judy nodded, sounding distracted.
"Hanson!" Judy sighed, exasperatedly, "Look! If you want to tell me something just tell me or I'll do it for you!"
"What do you mean?" Tom asked.
"Oh don't play dumb with me, Tom Hanson! I am not blind! I know you feel the same way about me as I do about you!"
"You do?" Tom's eyes widened.
"What do you…what do you propose we do about that?" Tom asked.
"We do have several options."
"True," Tom nodded.
"Like we could just start out slow or we could jump in full swing."
"True," he nodded again.
"What do you want to do?" Judy asked.
"I like slow."
"Me too," she nodded.
"Slow it is then," Tom smiled before placing a kiss on her forehead.
"Come on!" Someone shouted from the table, "After all my coaching, that's all the action you get?"
"Shut up, Dennis," Tom hissed.
"I wanna see some heat!"
"You want heat?" Tom called back to him, "I'll give you heat!" And on that note, Tom dipped Judy as far as he could and gave her mad, passionate, heated kiss in front of everyone. When they pulled away, both were hungry for breath.
"There's your heat!"
"So much for slow," Judy giggled.
"So much for slow," Tom agreed before taking her hand and leading her back towards the table where their best friends – their family – were waiting for them.
A/N: Oh goodness! I almost forgot how attached to this story I had become. After all, I have been working on this since September. It's kind of sad that it is over but also a relief. Now I can continue with new works. Maybe I might finish Scared to Death. I don't know. I watched Benny and Joon the other day and now I want to write something else Johnny. I know I love Jump Street but I don't know any new ideas. I'll keep brainstorming and don't worry, you'll hear from me soon! Also, thank you so much for all the beautiful, wonderful, and supportive reviews. I loved every single one of them and I appreciate all of you. I know you could read without reviewing if you wanted to but you chose to send me positive feedback that kept urging me forward