A Case, A Problem and A Happy Ending

By Gisele56

The Case
McCall arrived home late that Wednesday. It had been a busy day - being wrapped up in a big case, she and Hunter had to deal with the press and face too many meetings with Chief Stanmore, who was hiting the ceiling, since the investigation wasn't coming along well. It had already passed almost 4 weeks since Austin Smith and Colin Adams, two big shots of the chemical industry, were killed. They both had been to Mexico on the weekend before the crime, where, coincidentally, met the same persons and went to the same places (including hotel and restaurants). A very intriguing case, which was driving not only Hunter and McCall but also the entire police department crazy.
McCall looked for something to eat. She wasn't very hungry, but as she hadn't eaten anything all day, she thought it would be good to have a snack. While preparing a ham sandwich, Hunter came to mind. Her partner was really unbearable that week. All he did was whine and complain about everybody and everything. That wasn't Hunter's normal behavior. He always was in a good mood, teasing her and playing it cool. But not that week; he was acting so strange that McCall considered the possibility of him to have been replaced by a twin brother or even a robot. Tired of trying to figure it out, McCall blamed Hunter's behavior on the proximity to his 40th birthday. After finishing her snack, she prepared herself for turning in. It always reminded her what Hunter said once: "I like the way you're right now."
Hunter wasn't at home. After leaving the precinct, he headed for Rick's, a bar molded as the one from the movie Casablanca. He did have invited McCall, but she turned it down. There, after several beers, he started flirting with a tall brunette, who, although pretty, seemed to have coming from the outer space - what odd clothes she was wearing! The havy make-up helped to complete the character. But, strangely enough, the woman wasn't interested in the strapping cop, at all. Her target was an ugly and fat tipsy man, sit behind him, which made Hunter say to himself: "A woman with such a bad taste doesn't deserve my attention." Thus, he turned his mind to the double murder case and, although being under the influence, he figured out something that might be very important to the development of the investigation. Without thinking, he stood up and rushed to the nearest pay phone. Obviously, it didn't occurred to him that it wouldn't be a good idea to make a phone call to McCall at 3 a.m. (Well, even if it did, it wouldn't keep him from making the call).
Hunter: Hei McCall! Listen to me: I have good news for you!
McCall, rubbing her eyes: Who's it? (She didn't recognize Hunter's voice because he was drunk)
Hunter: Who's it???!!! It's me, Hunter, Rick Hunter, your good looking partner!
McCall, already enraged: For goodness' sake, Hunter! It's 3:14 in the morning!!! Who's dead?
Hunter: Nobody! Are you by yourself, McCall? Neeeed to talk to you, now!
McCall: Yeah, I'm alone and I'm - or rather - I was s-l-e-e-p-i-n-g!!! I hate you, Hunter! Besides, you're completely drunk!
Hunter: Nope! I just drank a few beers... And you should have coming with me... we could have had a good time...
You're such a fox, Deedee! There's no foxes in this place... Look, I'm gonna tell you something important about our case...
McCall: It has to be something REALLY important, Hunter; on the contrary, you're soooooo dead!!! (yet surprised with the fox thing)
Hunter: I've figured something out about our double murder case, McCall. A connection between the two dead guys!
McCall, hiting the ceiling: "Oh, please Hunter! Go to hell! What we DON'T need in this case is one more connection between those two!
Hunter: Yeah, but...
McCall: Good night!
McCall hung up on him and Hunter didn't get happy with that at all.
The next morning, McCall arrived before Hunter in the precinct. She was a little annoyed by the fact she had hung up on Hunter without listening to what he wanted to say. Maybe it was something really important or urgent. The case had to be solved by the end of that week or they would be in trouble: Chief Stanmore would take the case from them and it wouldn't be good at all. Charlie was yelling at them more than usual and part of the press didn't stop criticizing the police department by saying that they weren't doing their best. With these thoughts in mind, McCall didn't notice Hunter entering the room. Besides having a splitting headache, he was embarrassed of his previous behavior. He sit down and looked at McCall. She looked at him as well. And, at the same time, they said: "I'm so sorry!" They laughted and Hunter told her what he had figured out.
Several magazines were found in both victims' houses; any peculiar one. They were subscriptions and Hunter remembered seeing marks on their lables, on all of them, as if they had been scratched. The cops made phone calls to the publishers of those magazines and asked if they knew something about the lables, if they would be part of some sort of promotion "scratch and win"; they weren't. How come the men scratched the lables? Probably, they were looking for something written under the first layer. But what? Hunter and McCall returned to the crime scenes and checked all the mags out. They noticed that the number 234 of two different mags were missing: one on science fiction, in Austin's house, and other on gardening, in Colin's. Hunter's hunch turned out to be correct.
When they were about to leave the second house (a big one, built on a hill), the rain started pouring. Hunter had parked his car far away the entrance (actually, the car had broken down, but Hunter didn't want to admit it. He told McCall: "Let's walk. It's a beautiful day, we deserve to enjoy it." McCall accepted it with good grace, because the day and the view were really beautiful). Due to the unexpected rain, and being with the flu, McCall preferred to stay in the house, till the rain stopped. Hunter liked the idea; it would help him put off telling her about the car for a couple of hours, at least. He sneaked out of the room and went to the library to call a mechanic, but the phone was mute. Soon, the lights were gone too. Hours went by and the rain just got worse.
Being stuck in the house, they relaxed and talked a lot about the case they were working on; Hunter seemed to avoid any question that wasn't about work. But at McCall's insistance, he started talking. She wanted to know what was happening to her partner and best friend. He wasn't being himself in the last week and she was really concerned about that. Hunter wasn't the type of guy who likes to talk about his feelings, but he knew he could count on McCall. He told her that he was being blackmailed. A guy had taken pics of him having sex with a girlfriend years before and now he was demading 50G from Hunter, for not sending the pictures to the press - Hunter's former girlfriend had becoming an important person in the mayor's staff, besides having got married to the head of the most important hospital in LA. The scum also said he could harm a daughter Hunter had (and didn't know anything about) if he didn't give him the money. Hunter had been trying to solve this problem without paying the extortionist (he didn't have the money, anyway), which had turned out to be a hard task, since he had no idea about whom could be the daughter the guy mentioned and he didn't want to risk the life of this girl (or woman); it was because of that he was so nervous. After listening to Hunter carefully, McCall said:
McCall: You should have told me this, Hunter!!! I could have helped you out through all this!
Hunter: Yeah, I know I should. Sorry, McCall, but... I thought I would manage to catch the bad guy by myself... This whole thing about a daughter of mine made me forget how much you would be helpful. I don't know whether it is true or not; maybe the guy made up this just to stop me from going after him... Just threatening to give the pics to the press wouldn't be enough for me.
McCall: I understand... Look, don't worry partner. We'll find this guy and your daughter - if she really exists. And you're not gonna pay anything, you're not gonna have to raise the money, OK?
Hunter: Thanks, McCall. It's always good to talk to you. Now, I believe I - we - will do the right thing. Do you think I have a daughter, McCall?
McCall: Have no idea, Hunter. How could I know if even you aren't sure?
If you weren't such a womanizer... (she said in a lower voice)
Hunter: What?
McCall: Nothing!
At night, they decided to look for something to eat. In the kitchen, they found just canned food; Hunter was less than enthusiastic about it, but as he was starving to death... After a candle-lit dinner, each one chose a bedroom and kissed goodnight.
In the middle of the night, Hunter heard McCall scream and rushed to her bedroom, with his gun in hands. McCall was at the door, waiting for him; she knew her partner would come quickly after her screaming. And she was laughting.
Hunter: What's this all about?
McCall: I was fast asleep, when something fell on top of me, Hunter! I almost had a heart attack! See the trapdoor, right above my bed? It didn't sustain the weight of this cat... there, you see him, behind that chair?... and they fell onto my bed!
Hunter: Oh, geez, stupid cat! Are you OK, Deedee?"
McCall: Yeah! I just got an awful fright. Nobody noticed this trapdoor because it was disguised. And it was loose. Why it would be?
Hunter: Well, that's not a new house. Maybe the screws were rusty. Let's go to bed, shall we? If you want, I can sleep with you...
McCall chimed in: No, no, funny guy. I want to see what we may find there, now. Do you come with me or not?
They looked for a ladder, finding one in the half-bathroom. In the attic, they found something very interesting: lots of tiny colored glass bottles, sealed with corks. Inside of them, a stink thick liquid, that looked like honey. They hadn't been found by the police due to a fake wall built in order to hide the stuff, probably an illegal substance.
As soon as the sun rose, Hunter and McCall left the house (before, they had his car fixed). They took along some of those tiny bottles and sent it to be examinated by the police's expert. It took several days to discover that that thick substance was a powerful brand-new drug, whose main constituent was an oil extracted from a plant which grew in Mexico. Its effects on the human brain were worse than those provoked by cocaine or heroine.
The two murdered men were developing the substance at the same time by coincidence, in their own companies. Although they weren't just employees, they wanted to be richer than they already were, by putting this powerful drug in the streets.
Colin and Austin used to buy the plant from the only source in Los Angeles, a small herbal store owned by a man named Pablo, who came from South America. The interest in such rare plant by two chemists drew Pablo's attention, whose character wasn't good at all; only women had demonstrated interest in that plant before, because its good effect on diminishing cramps. What helped a lot was that both guys were very talkative. Thus, Pablo figured out the two men had something interesting in their hands, something that could be very profitable, and made up a plan to steal the formula.
It wasn't his intention to kill the men at first. As a smooth-talking person, Pablo had made friends with the big shots, and ended up knowing a lot of things about their lives. Pablo was good at doing voices and, a week before the murders, called the victims pretending to be another person. He said to them he knew about the existence of the new drug and wanted the men to share the formula with him; he would turn them in if they refused to do what he demanded.
Pablo set a meeting with Austin and Colin in Mexico, where they would have not only to give the formula, but also teach how to prepair the drug, because he wasn't a chemist. They had no alternative than accept to go to Mexico. Pablo told them to go to certain places and talk to certain people (Pablo's fellows), in different hours, and give them the formula, besides teaching how to make the drug. They went there and did what was ordered by Pablo and returned to LA.
Another call made by Pablo advised them to gather all issues of 2 of their magazines (one on science fiction, to the first guy and other on gardening, to the second man) and scratch the lables. After scratching, they would find numbers of lockers in the airport with copies of proofs that would prove their involvement with the development of an illegal drug (Pablo had taken pics in Mexico and taped several phone calls). Colin and Austin got furious at the blackmailer. But any of them knew that the scum was Pablo, as they didn't know each other either.
Besides having the formula, Pablo had the two men in his hands. What he didn't expect was that one of the chemists, Austin, decided to go to the police and tell all the truth - he wanted neither to become a criminal nor to be blackmailed anymore. But, before going to the police, he dropped by Pablo's store, to talk to "a good friend". Austin inadvertently told everything to Pablo, who had to do something to prevent his going to the police: to kill his talkative customer. As he had murdered Austin, he decided that Colin should die as well and killed him on that same day.
With the results on the substance, Hunter and McCall headed for the only store where the Mexican plant could be found in LA (McCall had already used it for cramps). There, they met Pablo, who was scared, with a guilty face. It was easy for the cops realized that and they took Pablo to the precinct, to interrogate him. After that "good cop, bad cop" thing, Pablo confessed both crimes and told the whole story to the cops. The case was finished; Charlie was happy again, Chief Stanmore congratulated Hunter and McCall and the press had its headlines. The formula was destroyed by the police department and that terrible drug never reached the streets.
Afterwards, Hunter and McCall asked for a week off. it was time to focus on Hunter's problem.

The Problem
Hunter and McCall were in Hunter's living room. In front of them, lying on the table, a piece of paper with women's names - all former girlfriends of him. On the table was an envelope also, with copies of the pics the blackmailer had taken: Hunter and his one-time girlfriend Sophie Ellis having sex.
Although many names were forgotten, the list would be helpful for Hunter and McCall to figure out who could have had his baby. Even feeling uneasy about the situation, McCall was doing her best to help Hunter remind facts about his relationships that could be important to answer their question.
The list was quite big, since they have no idea how old would be this daughter. The cops checked it over and discussed carefully each romance Hunter had (which annoyed McCall a great deal) but they couldn't draw any conclusion. Then Hunter suggested they should look into all those women; it would be hard and would take a considerable amount of time, but there wasn't any other way. He would investigate the dead ones and McCall would talk to those who were in jail.
When they were about to leave Hunter's house, the phone rang. It was the extortionist, who had remained in silence for a week and a half. He was more ferocious than the last time: yelling, he told Hunter he was loosing his patience and would, first, give the pics to the press and, if this wasn't enough, he would look for a certain lady and kidnap her todler. Soon after saying "todler", the scum regreted it; he had given Hunter a tip about how old would be his daughter. Being nervous about his mistake, he hung up on Hunter without saying anything else.
Knowing that Hunter's daughter would be about 1-2 years old, it was easier to figure out who could had had his baby - by then he believed she really could be born, he really could be a father. He remembered a woman with whom he had a passionate love affair 2 years before and with whom he would have got married if she hadn't walked on him to marry a rich guy. It was so obvious! How he hadn't thought of that before? This woman was... Sophie Ellis!
McCall: Hunter, Sophie does have a little girl! I read an interview with her husband, Dr. Rupert Ellis, about 2 months back, where he said they had a beautiful 1 year-old girl named Mia!!! But... Why didn't you think about her?
Hunter: I don't know... I think I'm so worried about all this that I couldn't see the truth!
McCall: Yeah, it happens...
Hunter: But, wait a minute: there's a detail which didn't fit in with that theory... She said to me once she couldn't have children because she was born with a disease in her uterus... That girl can be adopted... Or maybe she lied to me...
McCall: How's that?
Hunter: It's... Well, huh, I fell for her, but she... I believe she wasn't in love with me. Or rather, she was, but I wasn't the type of guy she wanted to marry, you know... I'm not rich... And she used to lie a lot. In the beginning I was kind of blind, I didn't want to see that...
McCall: You loved her, didn't you?
Hunter: Kind of...
McCall: Kind of?
Hunter: I was infatuated with her, McCall... And I wanted to propose her, but she dumped me and started dating that doctor... Well, back to my point, she could have lied to me about her problem...
McCall: Why???
Hunter: You know, if I were a type of guy whose dream was to have lots of children (we never talked about that), her problem would prevent me from proposing her...
McCall: You mean that lying to you, she was putting obstacles in the way... Yeah, I understand.
What a bitch! (McCall thought). One more in his life!
Noticing McCall's disapproving look, Hunter decided to take a break.
Hunter: Would you like some coffee, McCall?
McCall: Yeah, good idea. With cookies, please!
Hunter: OK...
Hunter went to the kitchen. McCall looked, for few minutes, at the envelope that contained the pics that were the reason why her partner was being blackmailed: Hunter having sex with his girlfriend. He hadn't shown them to McCall, of course, and she was a little curious about the pics. Maybe more than just curious; actually, she was dying to see them (or rather, to see him). McCall looked toward the kitchen and saw Hunter was busy with the coffee machine. She grabbed the envelope and took a pic off. Luckly, it was one of Hunter. At this very moment, he returned and, with a lascivious look, said: "Are you enjoying, McCall?" She blushed and threw the envelope onto the table. Totally embarrassed, she took the mug and the cookies out of Hunter's hands, and took a sip of the coffee, which was too hot. With her tongue burned, she said: "Let's get down to work, Hunter. We have a lot to do, we don't even know who is the blackmailer!" Hunter laught at her; then, he sat down, took the mug gently out of her hands, putting it on the table, and looked at McCall's eyes. There was desire in that look; it sent shives up and down her spine. Her mind said she should stand up immediately, go somewhere, say something, but her legs didn't obey (or would it be her heart?). Hunter came closer. There would have been time to McCall go away; but instead, she put her hand over his right leg. Hunter embraced Deedee and kissed her passionately. That night, both Rick and Deedee REALLY enjoyed themselves...
The next day, Hunter checked up on Sophie's past, to know whether she got pregnant at he time they had broken up or not. After going to certain places and talking to certain people, his suspicions were confirmed: Sophie was pregnant when she got married to Dr. Ellis; Mia was his daughter! He rushed to tell McCall the news. Hunter was excited about being a father of a little girl and wanted to share his discover with her.
Hunter's next move was to head for Sophie's house. There, he told her everything about the blackmail. And he was mad at her, because she didn't tell him about the baby. At first, Sophie denied having had his baby, but when Hunter confronted her with the evidences, she admitted it. She begged Hunter to catch the extortionist; she didn't want to be exposed on the press because of her beloved husband and, mostly, because of Mia. Hunter didn't believe her; he knew she was just afraid of loosing her rich husband and her position in the mayor's staff. Hunter wished he had never met that woman. What scared him the most was that she was the mother of his daughter - a daughter who, probably, would never be his. Very upset, Hunter left the house and returned to his house, where McCall was waiting for him. Meanwhile, Sophie was busy making an important call.
Sophie: Hello, I want to talk with Big Tiger, please!
Man: Who'd like?
Sophie: Tell him it's Sophie, from the old times.
Man: Sophie...?
Sophie: Hurry, man!
After 15 minutes, Big Tiger answered the phone:
Big Tiger: Hello, sweet pumpkin! How long we don't see each other, huh?
Sophie: Shut the hell up, your f. bastard! You do know why I'm calling! What are you doing, your idiot? I know everything about the blackmail!
Big Tiger: Shit! I see that that damn cop managed to discover all about the kid!
Sophie: I told you to destroy those damn photos! And why did you look for Hunter instead of me???
Big Tiger: I like to play games more than money, darling... It's thrilling to blackmail a cop!
Sophie: You're sick!
Big Tiger: And you aren't! (he said ironically)
Sophie: I'm gonna give you the money and afterwards I don't want hear from you never more! And don't dare touching my daughter!
Big Tiger: Nope, sweet. You give Hunter the money then he gives it to me.
And Big Tiger hung up on her.
Those photos were taken by Big Tiger, by order of Sophie. She wanted some hot material to sell in the porno market to make easy money - Hunter's former girlfriend was good at making up these sick plans. She gave up the idea when Dr. Ellis crossed her way: he was a naive man who got head over hills in love with her. The pics were forgotten, or rather, they should have been destroyed, but smart Big Tiger didn't do that, of course. He knew he could use them later.
After investigating several leads, Hunter and McCall were sure the blackmailer was working by himself. They decided to wait for the next call and accept the demands of the man. Hunter would pretend to have raised the 40G and would be "glad" to meet the bad guy, to put an end in all of this. And that was what happened.
On the day of the meeting, in a crowded mall (Tiger said if Hunter tried something "crazy", he would kill the first child who passed by him), Hunter gave him a package with $ 40.000 - money "borrowed" from the police station. When Tiger was going away, McCall, wearing sexy clothes, drew his attention. Distracted with her beauty, he didn't see Hunter coming by. The cop pointed his gun at Tiger's head and said "You're under arrest!". The nightmare was over - in Tiger's apartment, Hunter and McCall found all the negatives, plus drugs and guns.
Afterwards, Hunter could focus on his daughter. He didn't know what to do. Dr. Ellis was a good man and, probably, a good father. How could Hunter tell him the truth? It took weeks till Hunter had the nerve talking to Sophie again. She was quite busy with her job on the City Hall; because of that, she didn't have looked for Hunter to tell him "something very important".
Sophie: I confirmed to you Mia was your daughter, but... actually, she isn't ...
Hunter: What? Are you joking?
Sophie: I said to you she was your daughter because then you would do your best to catch Tiger... Sorry, Hunter.
Hunter: For goodness's sake, Sophie, you... I can't believe this!
Sophie: Sorry...
Hunter: You don't know how to love, you don't know anything about love, about being a human being! Poor child, Mia... And as I don't trust you, I want a DNA test!
Sophie: No, Hunter! No way! I don't want Rupert to know anything about this!
Hunter: Look, I want to know the truth, and the truth won't come from you! We can keep it a secret, but we will do the test! And if Rupert, who's a good man, is the father, I will pray for him discover who you really are and take the girl from you!
Mia wasn't Hunter's daughter. Sophie had got pregnant by Hunter indeed, but she suffered a miscarriage; a month later, she got pregnant of Mia. Several months after these facts, Rupert Ellis discovered Sophie were having an affair with the cable guy and they split up. He kept Mia.

The Happy Ending
Back to the night Hunter and McCall shared together:
Afterwards, yet on bed...
Hunter, with a big smile in his face: Do you wanna talk?
McCall: I thought you aren't that after sex talkers...
Hunter, joking: But I have a very important question: It was good for you?
McCall: Oh, yeah!!! We've just had a good time!
Hunter: What was all this about? Sex? (he asked, a little worried)
McCall: It's kind of funny you ask that, Rick... I was inclined to think that for you it would be just about sex, but... I heard you say "I love you"... in the process...
Hunter: Yeah, Deedee. I did say "I love you".
McCall: And you said that because...
Hunter: Why are you being so hard on me, McCall? If I said "I love you", it's because I love you! Look, I know I'm ruining everything for us, I mean, our friendship, our partnership... But today it was so wonderful to be with you, to make love to you, that I must tell you how I feel, even knowing you don't feel the same and... that's it... If you prefer, you can leave and we...
McCall: Shut up, Hunter! How you dare say that I don't feel the same?! I've being in love with you for months now, you don't imagine how hard it was to me deal with that damn list of yours, to see you with all those bitches who did never deserve to be with you! I felt like killing all of them... and you, too!
Hunter: Why the hell didn't you tell me that before?! And I though you would dump me after we had sex!, he said laughting.
McCall: How funny, Big Guy! I just said "I love you" and you're kidding!
Hunter, with a serious look: Look, Deedee. When I said "I love you", I meant it. I do love you. And now that I know you feel the same about me I just wanna say that I'm the happiest man alive!
McCall: And the sexiest man alive, Rick! But, what's gonna happen now, my love? I mean, we won't be able to be partners, will ya?
Hunter: That's not important right now, Deedee. No matter what happens, I want to be more than just your partner.
McCall: Me too, Rick...
Hunter: And now, how about a replay?
McCall said nothing. She just jumped on top of him and...