NYPD Blue Fanfiction

The detectives of the 15th precinct had yet another
nail biting case to resolve. Various young latin
women, mainly prostitutes, were being attacked and
killed with a single slash across their throat. The
only way this maniac could be caught was if a decoy
was set up to trap him/her.

Scene 1 Lt. Rodriguez's office

Lt. Rodriguez: Tell me something detectives, what
do we got?

Andy: Well to be quite honest Lou....not a damn
thing. They were all Latin, prostitutes, between
the ages 20 and 35 and ends up dead every three
days. Yet they were no signs of rape.

John: This guy cleans up really well Lou. He
didn't leave any weapon behind and it seems that
he is able to kill these women really easy since
there wasn't much evidence of a fight. There
wasn't even any skin under out DOA's fingernails
to give us a clue to what we are dealing with.

Lt. Rodriguez: Damn it! Did you two get anything?

Rita: Well this girl stripped part-time at a
place called Pablo's Play House.

Lt. Rodriguez: Did you check it out?

Connie: Yeah. At first our friend Pablo wasn't
being too friendly but after a little persuasion
on our part, and a threat to close down his filthy
little play pen, he was more than willing.

Rita: Pablo had an alibi but did tell us that
out DOA, Carmen, started stripping there about
a month ago. She was very reserved and scarcely
spoke to anyone. However about three days ago
one of the girls introduced Carmen to her pimp,
Nick, who wanted to 'help' her gain a little
more money. She then started prostituting herself.

Connie: Or maybe Nick forced her to, we don't
know yet, but i heard about this guy Lou, he
is a real slime.

Rita: But for some reason I don't think that he did
it. Nick Williams isn't exactly smart in the cabeza.
His light bulb doesn't exactly burn brightly, if
you know what I mean.

Lt. Rodriguez: Nick Williams?

John: You know him?

Lt. Rodriguez: Last night he was brought in for
stabbing one of his prostitutes' Jons. About ten
minutes before that girl was killed.

John: Damn!

Connie: He also told us about this guy named Carl who
takes a special intrest in the girls, but I checked
and his mom said he was with her, and right now we
can't prove that he wasn't.

Andy: That's just great! We're back to square one.

Lt. Rodriguez: The 4th precinct suggested we hand
the case over to them since they have detectives
who have experience working undercover. That way
they can really keep an eye on this guy Carl.

Andy: What! Ah hell no Lou! I bet the 4th would just
love that, but you can tell them thanks but no thanks,
we got it covered.

Lt. Rodriguez: But we don't Andy. It's been a week
and a half and we're the same place we were when
we started. Plus we don't have anyone with the type
of experience to go that deep undercover.

Rita: Hey, how about me? I can go undercover.

John: Excuse you. What do mean you can go undercover?
This won't be like it was when you were in Vice Rita.
This guy isn't even looking to get laid. We don't
even know why he is doing this. The DOA probably
didn't even see him coming.

Rita: I know John, but I can do this. Plus I will be
more alert than those other girls were, and you guys
will be listening.

Lt. Rodriguez: But didn't people see you when you
were investigating?

Rita: No. Two uniforms brought in Pablo so I didn't
have to go to the strip club and Andy and Connie went
to speak to Nick's mother since I had something to do.
So no one saw me.

Lt. Rodriguez: Okay then, if you're sure I'm all for
it. We won't let anything happen to you.

Rita: I know that Lou.

John: But Lou, I don't like this.

Lt. Rodriguez: Rita said that she can do this and I
believe that she can, so we're doing it.

All four of them then departs Tony's office and sets
up everything for Rita's cover. This included telling
Pablo to spread the word about a new latin pros. who
just got in the game.

Scene 2 John?s apartment

There?s a knock on John?s door. When he opens it, he
finds Rita standing on the other side.

Rita: (smiling) Hey baby.

John: Hey. Come in.

Rita: (smells the atmosphere) Something smells good.

John: (seemed a little distant) Yeah. I?m making
spaghetti (he walks back into the kitchen)

Rita: Hey, are you ok?

John: I?m fine.

Rita walks up behind him and wraps her arms around his
waste.

Rita: Are you sure because you?re not acting like it.
Is this about me going undercover?

John: (Without saying a word John just continues to
stir his food)

Rita: Papito don?t be like this ok. If you have
something to say just say it.

John: I don?t have anything to say. (He then turns
and begins to walk away)

Rita: (Holding him back by his shirt) Yeah you do,
so just spit it out.

John: (He finally gives in) I don?t want you to go
undercover. Rita this is dangerous ok. We don?t know
anything about this maniac except that he likes to
kill young Latin women every three days.

Rita: I know but I still have to do this John, we
have to get something on this guy. What if another
woman is killed, I won?t be able to live with myself
knowing that there was something I could?ve done to
prevent it.

John: I just don?t want that other woman to be you.

Rita: It won?t be.

John: (raising his voice a little) You don?t know
that Rita. (Calming down) I don?t know what I would
do if something happens to you, especially after what
I just went through with my dad. I won?t be able to
take it. (He walks over and sits on the back of his
couch)

Rita: Nothing is going to happen to me.

John: Rita??.

Rita: (cutting him off) John this is my job and I?m
aware that it is dangerous but nothing is going to
happen to me.

John: Yeah, so you said.

Rita: (She then walks towards him rests her arms
around his neck) However.... if you REALLY don?t
want me to do this I won?t.

John: (a little surprised) Really?

Rita: Yeah. But I want you to think about it first..
Okay, I know that these women didn?t have the ideal
profession, but they are still human beings who are
being killed for no apparent reason, leaving all of
their family behind, leaving their kids.I just want
you to think about that, and if you still feel the
same way afterwards, I?ll tell the lieutenant to call
it off. Okay?

John: Okay.

He then pulls her closer and softly kisses her on
her mouth. His small kiss, however, quickly began
to grow more passionate as his hands slyly slid
under her shirt.

Rita: Hey! Hey! Aren?t you hungry?

John: (With a devilish smile on his face he said)
I? m starving.

John then leads her to the bedroom where they make
passionate love. About an hour later, as he lies
looking at his sealing, Rita? s words keep swimming
around in his head ?They are still human beings who
are being killed for no apparent reason.? John knew
deep down that allowing Rita to go undercover was
the only way to get this killer off of the streets,
but it was killing him. Rita is the only one who he
really loves, the only one who gives his life meaning.
However he had to separate his personal feelings
from his professional feelings, and his first step
in doing this is giving his support to Rita.

John: Rita?

Rita: Hmmmm?

John: Do you really want to do this?

Rita: (still between sleep and wake) Do what?

John: Go Undercover.

Rita: (trying to stay awake) Yeah I do John.

John: Then you have my support. But if anything
happens to you, you?re going to have to answer to
me, okay.

Rita: (smiling) Yes sir. Thank you, John.

Rita then rolls over and begins to kiss him but
for some reason he?s a little resistant.

Rita: What?s wrong?

John: (rubbing his belly) I?m hungry.

Rita: (Laughing) It?s your fault the food burnt.

John: My fault?

Rita: You?re the one who came on to me.

John: (smiling) But that?s only because you made
me fall in love with you. So you see it?s actually
your fault.

Rita: (smiling) Whatever John, come on.

They both then get up and make something to eat.

Scene 3 The 15th precinct

Rita: So what exactly to you want me to get this
guy to say?

ADA Haywood: We need him to actually admit that he
killed each of those women. Getting him to give a
motive wouldn?t be bad either.

Andy: And since none of the other DOAs were raped,
I doubt that he?ll try anything sexual, but it?ll
still be a good idea to be on your guard. Pablo we
just go to hope that you keep up your end.

Pablo: You don?t have to worry about that detective.
I want this guy off the street as much as you do.

John: Rita are you sure you want to do this?

Rita: I?m sure.

Lt. Rodriguez: You know that no one would think
differently of you if you want to back out.

Rita: I?m fine Lou.

Lt. Rodriguez: Okay then. Everyone get ready, we?re
leaving in an hour.

Scene 4 On the streets of New York around 10:00 pm

Cameras close up to on the crew outside in the van,
then to Pablo who is supposedly spreading the word
about Rita.

Pablo: I?m telling you Carl, this Latin chick is fine.
Her name is Crystal and she?s going to start working
the streets from tonight.

Carl: Really? Crystal who?

Pablo: (Being sarcastic) Chandelier. How the hell am I
suppose to know, but for a price I?m sure she will have
any name you want her to.

Carl: (smiling) I?m looking forward to seeing her. So,
are you her pimp or something?

Pablo: (smiling) Pimp is such a dirty word. I would
prefer to be called her personal manager.

Carl: (smiling) whatever man.

The camera then zooms to the leather boots of a female.
As it slowly caresses the body of this woman, it reveals
her leather skirt, then her tube top and leather jacket
and then her face. The woman was Rita, and she was the
most beautiful and attractive (pretend) prostitute on
the street.

Carl: (walking up to her) Hi baby, is your name Crystal?

Rita: (turning around) Who wants to know?

Carl: Just someone looking for a good time.

Rita: (smiling) Well then you?ve come to the right
person. So do you have anywhere special in mind?

Carl: I?m not a picky guy, in the alley is fine.

As Rita and Carl walked into the alley, out of the sight
of the other detectives, they attentively listened,
waiting for the correct time in intervene.

Rita: So baby how exactly can I help you?

Carl: (trying to avoid the question) Is this your
first night?

Rita: (smiling) Yeah it is, so be nice. (She approaches him)

Carl: (pushing her back) So was it always your dream
to be a whore?

Rita: (trying her best to keep her cover) What the hell
is your problem, did you come here to insult me? If you
don't want to do this just say so and let me get back to
work.

Rita then tried to walk pass him but was pulled back by
her arm.

Carl: Where the hell do you think you're going? (He then
reached into his jacket and pulled out his knife)

Rita: What the hell are you doing?

Carl: (He began to lose it) You Latin whores come into our
country and infect us men with your deadly diseases.

Rita: No one forced you to have sex with us. Maybe you
should just keep it in your pants?

Carl: Shut up! Shut the hell up!

Carl: If you women won?t stop prostituting yourselves,
I will stop you.

Rita: Was it you who stopped all those other women?

Carl: Yes it was I who killed all those other whores,
and now, I am going to kill you.

Carl then rushed towards Rita with his steel knife but
was knocked to the floor when she greeted his face with
a garbage can cover.

Rita: (showing him her badge and pointing her gun at him)
Carl calm down. I am a detective with the 15th precinct
and you are under arrest for the murders of those three
women.

This however only angers Carl. As he slowly gets up, his
pale white face suddenly turns as red as an erupting volcano
and his veins in his neck begin to show. He knocks the gun
out of Rita?s hand, grabs her by her hair and slams her up
against the graffiti wall. Although her heart pounds in her
chest as this maniac attacks her, she doesn?t forget the
many years of training which she obtains. As his fierce hand
is about to plunge his steel knife into her chest, she
suddenly reacts. She grabs his hand and forces it back with
strength she didn?t even know she had. Rita knocks the knife
out of his hand and then treats him with a powerful punch to
the abdomen. This blow fades Carl, but not for long. As she
is about to knock him to the floor, he quickly grabs the
brave detective by her throat. Rita kicks and punches as
much as she can but soon grows tired as it becomes harder
and harder to breathe. As his hands squeezes her throat
and she feels her feet begin to dangle in the air she
couldn?t help but wonder if this is the end. However this
thought was soon vanquished as she heard a gun go off three
times. Bang! Bang! Bang! As this sound rings in her ears,
Carl?s grip on her throat loosens and she falls to the
ground with the 200 pound man falling in front of her.

John: Rita! Rita! (He runs to her side) Baby talk to me,
are you ok?

Connie and the other detectives eagerly waited for an
answer, not paying much attention to the injured man
lying on the ground.

Rita: (still catching her breath) what the hell took you
so long?

Everyone then showed a sign of relief as smiles came
across their faces.

John: Don?t ever scare me like that again, do you
understand me?

Rita: (she simply nods her head)

As Rita sits on the ground catching her breath, she
suddenly sees Carl at the corner of her eye. As he reached
down and pulls a gun from his ankle which he points at Connie,
Rita quickly grabbed her gun which was lying on the ground
beside her and fires twice. The plumped man then falls
back to the ground, but this time for good.

Connie: Thanks partner!

Rita: Any time.

John: Let?s get out of here.

Rita: Okay.

Rita then wraps her arms around John?s neck as he gently
picks her up off of the cold ground. As he walks toward
the car he says:

John: You really scared me tonight.

Rita: I?m sorry. But I?m ok and I?m not going anywhere.

John: Good, because I love you Rita Ortiz. Do you know
that?

Rita: Yeah I do, and I love you too.

THE END