Thanks to lionsassy for his/her review! I can't wait until tonight when season 3 starts! It's going to be sooo awesome! Sorry for any spelling/grammar mistakes.
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John pulled up in front of Carter's house. He got out and knocked at the door just as Carter pulled it open on her way out. "Hi, John. What are you doing here?" she asked, a bewildered look on her face.
Just then, Taylor ran down the stairs and called a greeting to the vigilante.
"I'm here to get Taylor."
Carter glared at him. "Why?"
"I'm working undercover at this school to help him," Taylor said enthusiastically as he came back into view with an apple in his hand.
"What?!" Carter grabbed the much stronger man by the collar and pulled him around the side of the house. "What are you doing? Was this your idea? You do not enlist my son to do your dirty work!"
"It's the only possible way to get close to a kid I'm . . . protecting," Reese said calmly.
"Well, you've got problems if you think I'm just going to go along with this!"
"I don't."
Carter spluttered and settled for glaring at dark-haired man. The fact that he acted so calm and collected infuriated her to no end.
Taylor poked his head around the doorway. "You know I can hear you from the kitchen, right?"
"Taylor-"
"Mom, what else am I going to do? And with Mr. Tall, Strong, and Creepy there, how am I going to get in trouble?"
"Mr. Tall, Strong, and Creepy, as you put it, has a propensity to get into trouble," Carter disagreed.
"He won't get hurt, Carter," Reese said placatingly.
"Yeah? Well, the last time you told me nobody was going to die, someone died."
John just looked at her.
"Please?" Taylor asked.
Carter looked between the two. "If my son gets hurt in any way, shape, or form, I will personally put you in Rikers."
Taylor grinned and Reese nodded, expressionless. They turned and got into John's car.
Reese glanced at the teenage boy as he started the car and headed in the direction of Quincy High School. "Why are you suddenly happy about doing this when you weren't yesterday?" he asked.
Taylor glanced back. "I'm not really. But it's easier to convince my mom of stuff if I think it's fun or interesting."
John considered if this tactic would work on Finch too, and quickly discarded the idea.
Carter walked toward her desk and was stopped by Fusco's "Hey, Carter, sorry 'bout Taylor."
"It's alright."
Fusco didn't really believe her but decided not to pry. "Did you hear?"
Carter turned to the other detective. "No, what happened?"
"So, word on the street is the guy that organized this office party thing is some guy by the name of Anderson."
"Wait-that idiot Anderson?"
"Yeah, and everyone's giving him trouble for it. But his captain wasn't here when he proposed this idea so it went to a different captain, who's a bit of an idiot himself."
"Why do we have so many idiots in the NYPD?"
"Ask the guy that employed them."
Carter sighed and went to her desk. Today sounded awful.
So much for a longer chapter, huh? Well, at least you've got a start of their days. Anderson is a reference to BBC's Sherlock, by the way. Please review!