Mickey—

If you're reading this, there's been an off chance that I died. Just know that I went down honorably, thinking of you. Or, my senile neighbor sent this to Jump Street way too fucking fast.

I hope these past few years have treated you well. Even though I couldn't be there physically, I was always checking up on you and the kids, even if you didn't know it. Congratulations on catching the Chicago Killer, that is a tremendous accomplishment. See? I knew about that.

I'm sorry. I am sorry for leaving for so long. That wasn't fair to you. I know you had the weight of the world on your shoulders, but you kept it all together like you're glue. I appreciate everything you do, and I am so proud of what you have accomplished. I wish I could hold you again.

I have always cherished you for your kindness, selflessness, compassion, and bravery. Qualities I have admired and strived for since the day I met you. The day I fell in love with you. You made it look so easy. Intimate moments with you will always be treasured memories.

As you know, I had plans to quit the force to get home to you all. Doug could tell you how many times I planned to quit and show up at your doorstep in Chicago. I longed for the day I could scoop you up and kiss you and call you my own once again.

There should be another envelope inside of this one. Those letters are for the kids. Tell them how much I love them, I'm not sure if they know. I just don't want them to forget.

This was supposed to be my last assignment. After this, I was going to tell my boss where to stick it. If you're reading this... that obviously did not happen. If I lived, I'd be telling you all this in person rather than through a dumb note. I do not have a lot of regrets in my life. But the only one I can think of, is how I let you slip out of my life. I never fell out of love with you.

The age of thirty used to feel so old, but looking back, I know it was just a stepping stone. From where we have been to where we are. I would do it all again, but this time I wouldn't have left you. Remember when we said that when we turned gray, we wouldn't be sad? We would be happy for all the life we had together.

I had asked if I could tell you about the Captain position for Jump Street: Chicago. It was my idea anyway. I slipped your field office a little something-something for the idea. They loved it. I asked Fuller to deliver you the news in case I don't make it. Hopefully you already know. In case you don't, congratulations, Agent!

I should warn you, I had to get a tattoo on my dick for this job. I apologize in advance.

I wish you nothing but happiness. You deserve the world, so go and get it. I have always been, and always will be proud of you. I can't remember the last time I told you this, but I love you. I'll always be there for you, even if you can't see me.

Until we meet again.

With all my love,
Tom

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I stood at the podium in front of the misfit group of new recruits in Chicago, where we took over an abandoned Korean Church to hide the new undercover precinct. I saw this as a way to honor the memory of my first captain, Jenko. I hoped he would be proud of me.

I asked, "everybody comfortable?"

They responded with murmurs and nods. I knew that they were a bunch of punk kids, and I remembered how I was one of them too right out of the academy. I made my voice a little louder and demanded, "stand up when I'm talking to you."

They looked at each other in confusion, but stood up anyways.

I introduced myself, "My name is Special Agent Michelle Hanson, but you can call me Mickey. I spent a grand total of seven years undercover for the Jump Street program in Metropolis, Evergreen State. I became a detective in 1992, and I then accepted a job with the Federal Bureau of Investigation. I worked at the Metropolis field office until I transferred up here. I am splitting up my work as an agent, and as your captain."

One of the young officers raised their hands. I let her speak and she asked, "what exactly is the Jump Street program?"

I answered, "you all will be going undercover as high school students. You are all here because you look young. I know you're all adults, but it's time for you guys to become teenagers again. We have rules here at Jump Street. Rule one, do not get expelled. No one in the system knows you're here. All right? You get kicked out of school, you get kicked out of Jump Street. Rule number two. Do not have sexual relations with students or teachers. You all signed on as professional police officers, and I expect you to act like it."

I continued, "we spend most of our time with kids, parents, and school boards. It's not glamorous. The kids are your top priority. The worst thing you can do is blow your case. Do not blow your cover, or you'll get fired. Do not let yourself get put in the paper or the news for your heroic actions as a cop. You'll get fired. So if any of you guys planning on laying around here hanging crepe, there's the door." I pointed to the door behind me.

I said, "your first few cases will be easy. It'll give you all a chance to get your feet wet and reacquaint yourself with high school. Don't attract attention to yourself. You want to slip into the school, and slip out when the case is over. No one can know that you're cops."

"Why not?" Someone asked.

"Because if word gets out that you're cops, you can never go undercover again," I said, noticing that my fingers found my necklace once again. Talk to me, Hanson. It reminded me that Tom will be with me wherever I go.

"That makes sense."

I finished, "look, I don't want to scare you guys off, but if you're going to be at Jump Street, you'll have to stop acting like you could be a nark. Those guys out there can smell you ten miles away." I pointed to my office door. "But that's my office. It's open to you guys 24 hours a day. Call me, day or night. Any questions?"

They all shook their heads.

I nodded. I gazed at all their young, eager faces. Excited to start this new chapter in their career. I smiled at them and said, "welcome to Jump Street."