One night, for a life time {Complete}

Chapter 34 : Final : Jean, leather and motorcycles

"Hansons!" called Captain Fuller. Since he added the 's' at the end, We knew it was for the both of us. We got up and walked in his office. We sat and waited for Fuller to give the explanations. "So, how are you?" he asked with a wide smile. "We're good" I said, looking at Tom, then back to the Captain. "Good" he said, crossing his hands. "I have a new case for you" he announced, sliding two light yellow folders in front of us.

"This case will be quite easy, but can also be extremely dangerous. You'll be infiltrating a gang of bikers as the newlyweds, as Kris and Tom Hackerman, you'll have to find the entire drug network, from the buyer to the supplier" he explained. "The police department took care of buying you a house in their neighborhood and two motorbikes, clothes also. A squad car will take you there, as if you're just gone out of prison. Oh and Tom can you grow a beard?" he asked. "You see Captain, that's the problem" said Tom, running a hand in his hair. "I understand that, it's not your style, it's just for the case" said the Captain. I puffed looking at Tom. "I can't grow a beard, captain" he said, making me chuckle. "That's not funny Kris" he said, throwing me a death glare. "I'm sorry" I said, preventing myself from laughing. "Well all right, I got a false one with a wig. Some clothes are on your lockers, and Kris you'll have to wear a wig also" He said, making me nod. "You can go and change" he said with a smile.

We climbed up the stairs to the lockers. I was so happy when I discovered the clothes I had to put on. It was a black leather sort of corset with black jeans, a blue sleeveless jean jacket and a pair of black santiags. I quickly put it on and added a caramel blond mid-length wig that goes with a black bandana that I put on and tied on the back of my head. Without forgetting the make up, which was black smokey eye shadow and pink lip gloss. "You're ready Hanson?" I asked softly, closing the locker's door. "No Hanson, can you help me, I-....God damnit" He started, but stopped, when he turned around to face me. "What ?" I asked, with a laugh, seeing his false nose crooked on the side. "You're such a babe" he said, bitting his lower lip. "Tanks, but come here" I said with a chuckle, getting him closer to me. He rested his hands on my hips, while I arranged his false nose. I also helped him put the wig on that was secured by a bandana covering his scalp and the fake beard.

"Ready Hanson ?" he asked, to be sure. "Oh yeah, rumble Hanson" I said happily. He took my hand and we headed outside. "I'm sorry guys but we have to handcuff you" said Booker coming towards me, and Harry towards Tom. We put our hands on our backs and they put the silver bracelets, not too tight, then helped us get in the car. Both Dennis and Harry were wearing formal police officer uniforms, with the hat. Arriving in a district after a good 20 minutes drive, he pulled in front of a cute little house, painted in light green and covered with a dark triangle roof.

"That's here, not bad for a new wed's house" Stated Booker. "Yeah" I said with a nod, as Harry helped me to get out of the car. They accompanied us by the doorstep, where Harry slid the keys in my jacket's pocket, before removing the handcuffs. "See you next time" said Booker as they started to walk away, acting my role, I showed him my middle finger and rolled my eyes sassily. I took the keys out of my pocket, and opened the house. It opened on a corridor, going through the house, with a back door. The whole house, except the bedrooms, was decorated with soft blue tapestry and the furniture was made of light brown wood.

We took a look at the bedrooms, there were two of them. The first one, ours, was light grey with white furniture, and the second one was a white tapestry with light pink flowers on it and light brown furniture. "Kris, you should see the clothes they got you" said Tom looking in the wardrobe that appeared to be my side, as I was laying on the comfortable bed. I got up and stood behind him, resting my head on his shoulder to take a look. "The department has good taste" I said with a smile. "Let's see what they got you" I said, opening his side. "Not bad, at all , you'll look good in those" I said looking at him, then back at the clothes, and nodded. "Not  really my style, but as long as it fits me" he said with a chuckle.