#failingmiserably

It's been three days without a new case. You know how boring that is? It feels like Chief is torturing me. Cases are assigned everyday, everyone else got a case, so why don't I? 

"Villan, give me a case man."

"No. Captain gave these to me so back off." she said not even looking up from her files.

"Kels, give me a case will ya? I'm bored outta my mind."

"No can do Johnny, Palen said so."

"Okay, what reason can Palen have for not assigning me a case? I came to work on time for the last... Week?"

"You were late yesterday!" Villan said.

"No one asked you Theo!"  I shout over, "Anyway, Kels man, give me a case! I'm dying over here!"

"Like I said John, I can't give you a case. Captain-"

"John! Captain wants to see you!" Zack,the captains secretary, shouts from his desk. 

"Well, Kels, traitor." I jokingly say to her as I go to the Captain's office. 

"You called for me, Sir?" I enter the room without knocking, which I know irritates him. There was another man standing in his office. He's in suit under a brown trench coat too, so either this dude is a fancy douchbag, a fancy political douchbag, a politician, a captain's friend, which is weird 'cuz he doesn't have friends, or an alien that doesn't understand human casual wear. My money's on alien.

"Adams, Knight." Captain pointed to me than him. We akwardly greeted each other and shook hands. By arkward I meant me taking my hand out from my coat pocket along with a dozen wrappers of candy, followed by me trying to frantically pick it up, almost whiplashing him with my head when I stand up. 

"He will be your new partner."

"What? Come again? I thought you said partner."

"He will be your new partner." he said starting to get irritated.

"Does this mean you're finally assigning me a case? Why did you not assign me a case for the last three days?"

"I will and I didn't because your last report was unreadable because of the amount of coffee stains on it."

"It was a big case! You should be glad I solved that before Major Crimes stepped in!"

"You also didn't sleep for a week."

"Big case!"

"Anyway, Detective Knight will be your sitter."

"Sitter?! Come on! I worked here for the last... 2008,9,10... 5 years! I've been here five years and now you're assigning me a sitter? Does he even know what he's sitting?"

"Detective Knight is from the FBI, I'm sure he can handle whatever you throw at him. "

"FB- FBI?! You came from FBI!?" I turn towards him, what did he do to go from FBI to detective in this boring precinct?

He sighed "Yes." His voice is deep, I did not expect that. It's not batman deep though that's a dissappointment.

"Wow, what fucked up thing did you do to end up here?" 

"I shot a superior officer." well, I fear for my life now, thank you.

"Nice." I say out of habit. 

"Here's your case, now get out of my office." he shooed us out. 

"So? " I started " Why the suit? " 

"I fancy the style of detectives from 50's tv shows. "

"Where's your hat then? "

"Here. " he holds up his hand revealing a fedora. He must've been hiding it under his hands when I walked in. Or put it on the coat stand then took it while we were being shooed. Either way he's cool. I bet he smokes a pipe. 

He sits down at my desk then puts his feet up, wait, he gonna have my desk,  where's my desk gonna be?  In the break room? Please be breakroom. Please, "Oh Captain" I enter his office again "Knight's sitting at my desk, why?" 

"You're sharing. His arrives on monday. "

"Share? For a month? What did I ever do to you? I did all my stuff. Say it, what in the world did I do to you? " 

"His desk arrives in 4 days. Also, might I need to remind you of the Stilton incident?"

"Nope! Goodbye, have a good day Captain!" I run out of his office, it's a miracle I didn't get fired because of that. Then again, I'm his star detective. 

"So... " what the heck is his name again? How the heck did I forget, I'm a detective. Then again I left a marshmallow on my car heater and it destroyed it.  "FBI, got a first name? " I'm 50% sure he didn't  say his first name. Either that or his name is... Yeah, I can't remember.  

"Henry. Henry Knight. " he has a cool name. Why the heck does he have a cool name. Imagine back in the bureau, Agent Knight. That's so cool! Then I'm stuck with Adams. Adams, John Adams.  Oh like that president who mailed his diary pages instead of notes to congress? Like that president who hates Hamilton? ...yeah.  Why couldn't I be named like Lafayette, Or even like Hercules. Im just named John Adams. Meanwhile my new partner is named Henry Knight. Henry is cool enough, because Henry is Indiana Jones' real name. And then he has a last name Knight, that amplifies the cool.  You know what? I'm gonna change my name. I'm gonna change my name to Indiana Jones.  Fuck you Henry Knight. Ha! 

"Who are you? " Villan asks Knight extending  her hand for a handshake.

"Knight, Henry Knight. Adams new partner"

The he kissed the back of her hand. "And who might you be, beautiful?" and he's a flirt. Just when I thought he couldn't be cooler, the only way he can be cooler is if drinks respects women juice and if he ain't racist. Why did I include racist? Well, If I remember my history class, colour segregation ended in like the 70's.

"Keep it in your pants Theo! " I shout while walking away to get a chair. Pretty sure saved Knight from Theo's horrible, horrible flirting. 

Seriously last time I've seen Theo flirt was when I watched her on her date and you know how she flirted?  "I like your tie, it's very blue. Like-uhm... Your eyes. " The dude's eyes were brown.

Ugh. The only chairs here is the crappy lawn chair and crappy metal chair. Which one shall I make my back endure for six days... Lawn chair that will break when I lean back or metal chair that will break my back when I lean back? Or, I can tell him to sit on this. Nah, he's too cool, if he tells me to sit my ass down on a smoldering fire pit, I'll sit. Crappy lawn chair it is. 

When I come back from the Storage room he's there charming everybody, they all like him. You know how long it took for people to start talking to me? A year. And that was when they only need to. And he's here just getting along with everybody. I get that he's good lookin',but what is it about me that stops people from talking to me? Is it my hair? My jacket? What?! 

They all stop talking and look at me. What the heck did I do? Maybe it's the chair dragging along the floor.

"Don't mind me, just gettin'a chair. " and I continued to drag it behind me awkwardly while everyone stares.

"Daisy, that's a lovely name... " Knight dissolves the silence. Knight, I owe you lunch. You're so cool! 

While Knight is bonding with everyone else I get to work. I open the case file... And it's a classic B&E,it's easy,come on,video footage,fingerprints,the guy's unmasked.Easy.I run his face through the face scanner thingamajig aka The Seeker.

*bing* It's done. And our mystery man is... No matches? What do you mean 'No matches?'. This guy is off the grid? This case got more exciting. 

Nope, it didn't get more exiting. The guy had a latex nose and cheeks on. Me and Knight caught him when we were visiting pawn shops, see if they bought or pawned any items that were stolen. A guy comes up the counter and says

"Sal! Check out what I got! " then put a game console on the counter, we identified it as the missing console because the owner custom painted it. I asked "Nice, where'd you get that? " then he leaned awkwardly close and whipered "I stole it down fourth street.Don't tell anyone. " then he laughed.