***WARNING***
Do NOT read this if you have yet to finish or read Captured Hearts.

I am not joking here. If you read this it is the mother of all spoilers for CH and it will just spoil everything for you and I won't be held responsible.

For everyone else, enjoy!!!!!

GEEKLYCOOL here is your Jaffy skript 😍

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*Jafar is standing behind the counter in the pharmacy. He is wearing his white coat (which shows off his olive complexion beautifully), and is staring at a computer screen, typing away on the keys, when someone rings the bell at the Drop Off window. He finishes typing his sentence, before he takes his glasses off, and heads towards the window where an older gentleman is standing, holding a piece of paper.*

Jafar: Hi, are you dropping off a prescription?

Man: Actually, I was wondering if I could speak with a pharmacist.

Jafar: I am a pharmacist, go ahead.

Man: *nodding* Wonderful. *he tilts his head to the side* Is there somewhere we could speak a bit more...privately? In the back maybe?

Jafar: *getting suspicious* Uh, we usually just answer questions here, and I'm not allowed to let anybody in the back.

Man: Uh huh, I hear what you're saying, but I am going to have to insist.

Jafar: And I am going to have to insist that you back off, or I am going to call security.

*A small smile hovers on the man's lips, before he nods*

Man: Alright son, sorry to be a bother. Can you just fill this prescription for me please?

*Jafar takes the paper gingerly, and watches as the man saunters out of the pharmacy. Once the door closes behind him, he sticks the paper onto the computer screen, and starts typing the man's name.*

Robert Beckman

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*LATER THAT EVENING*

*Jafar has just finished his shift, and heads out the back door of the pharmacy, his bag slung over his shoulder, eating an apple. He reaches his car, pulls out his keys, and is about to unlock the door, when suddenly he is hit from behind, and pushed up against his car.*

Jafar: What?! What the he...stop! *he starts struggling, but the person has a firm grasp* Let go of me!

Person: Stop shrieking, you sound like a moron.

*Jafar stills at the sound of the person's voice, and cranes his head slightly*

Jafar: Sami?

Sami: In the flesh.

Jafar: What the heck are you doing here in New York?! And why are you tackling me!?

*Sami doesn't answer, and pulls Jafar upright, pulling him in the direction of a car parked further down the way*

Sami: I have my orders.

Jafar: *in confusion* Orders? From wh...oh dear God are you going to kill me!?

*Sami laughs, and pulls keys out of his own pocket, unlocking a dark, sleek black car.*

Sami: Seriously? That is where your mind automatically goes?

Jafar: *in exasperation* Can you blame me!?

Sami: *shaking his head in amusement before he opens the front seat door, and motions towards the car with his free hand* Get in.

Jafar: *trying to wrench his arm out of Sami's grasp* Hell no! I don't know what's going on with you right now, but we will get you help! Just give me the keys!

Sami: *rolling his eyes* Just get in Jafar. I am not going to kill you, and I am not on drugs or drunk. I am fine, just get in.

Jafar: Tell me what's going on first!

*Sami waits a few beats of silence, staring him down, before he reaches into his back pocket, and pulls out a black leather wallet.*

Sami: *opening it* I'm FBI.

*Jafar's jaw drops in astonishment, and Sami takes his momentary distraction to push him into the car, before he gets into the driver's side, locks the door, and peels out of the parking lot. It takes about ten minutes of Jafar just staring at his cousin in total shock before he finds his voice.*

Jafar: So um, can I ask you something?

Sami: *dipping his head in a nod* Alright.

Jafar: What in the heck is going on?!

Sami: Just wait Jafar, everything will be explained in a bit.

Jafar: No! You tell me right this second or I am going to...I am going to...

Sami: *in amusement* scream again?

Jafar: Shut up man! You can't just show up at my pharmacy across the country from where you live, jump me in the parking lot, practically kidnap me, and then drop a bomb that you are FBI! It doesn't work that way!

Sami: Okay calm down, I understand that this is a big shock especially for someone who can't stand a small detour in his boring routine.

Jafar: *protesting* hey!

Sami: *ignoring him* But you just have to trust me. Hold on just for a little bit more, and Beckman will explain everything.

Jafar: *in confusion* Beckman...Beck...*his eyes widen in surprise* Oh my God! That guy that came in earlier was FBI!?

Sami: *nodding* Yup. And if you had just gone and talked to him we wouldn't have had to pull this stunt.

Jafar: Well excuse me, he was acting all shady!

Sami: *snorting* Yeah okay! Beckman is really scary! In fact, I think he may be the worst villain in the world!

Jafar: Shut up!

Sami: *grinning* Language Jafar!

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*They arrive at a building, and after Sami punches in a code into a keypad, the door opens, and Sami motions with a hand for Jafar to step inside. Once he has, Sami follows, and starts to lead the way down the hallway. Eventually they ride an elevator, walk a bit more, and arrive at double doors. Sami knocks a few times before a voice bids them entrance, and as they step inside, Jafar swallows hard as he sees the guy from the pharmacy behind the desk*

Beckman: Welcome! *he nods at Sami* Agent Sulayman! *he looks at Jafar* Mr. Sulayman! I am so sorry we had to bring you in this way, but it is of the utmost urgency that we get things squared away, and you situated in your position as soon as possible.

Jafar: Woah what?! My position!?

Beckman: *waving distractedly* Yes, yes, don't worry, Agent Sulayman will fill you in on the necessities of this case.

Jafar: *getting paler* C...case!? *he looks up at Sami urgently* What's going on!?

Sami: Sir, may I?

Beckman: *reading over a paper* Mhmmm, go ahead.

Sami: We have been watching Jamaal for the past few years, and as it turns out, he has a big evil plot coming up.

Jafar: Uh yeah. I knew about that, that's why Hud is marrying Jenna.

Sami: *nodding* Right. But what you don't know is that....*for the next fifteen minutes he explains and breaks down everything about what is going to happen to Jafar, and by the end, Jafar is even paler than he was when they started.*

Jafar: So you want me to quit my job, drop everything, and move to Arizona to protect Jenna and Hudayfah?

Sami: Not exactly. They are planning on going to Egypt for the honeymoon, but we are going to be having agents posing as Jamaal's men in the airport here in New York, and they will be talking loud enough so that someone, we will probably focus on Rami in this situation, will overhear, and think it is unsafe to fly. That way they will have to remain in New York, and you can just come down and keep an eye on things from the inside. But ultimately, yes. You will have to quit your job and devote things to this case.

Jafar: *running a hand through his hair* Wow. I don't know about this Sami.

*Sami takes a seat next to Jafar, and claps him on the back.*

Sami: I know this is quite a shock, I can't even begin to imagine the level of denial you might be in right now, and under any other circumstances, we wouldn't have bombarded you like this. But things have sort of gotten intense, and none of us, including myself, would be able to be on the inside without drawing attention. You are the only one since Hud has already included you in the situation, and their wedding is next week. We don't really have the option of giving you the luxury to think it over.

Jafar: *grumbling* You make it sound like I have a choice.

Beckman: *looking up from his paper* You always have a choice son. Everything you do in this world comes with not only a choice, but the potential consequences of that choice. Don't you forget that.

Jafar: *nodding* Yes Sir.

Sami: So what do you say? We aren't going to force you to do anything you don't want to do. But you have a chance to make a real difference, to protect Hud and Jenna, and to help in ways that none of us would really be able to. I'm not trying to scare you, but if you say yes, you won't be able to back out, you'll be in this until the end. I will fill you in on more details as we go along, and I will be here every step of the way to help you, my best friend, one of the greatest men to ever live is going to be heading things and he is going to be undercover as well, and you won't be alone. Okay?

Jafar: *nodding* Okay. Alright. *he blows out a breath from between his lips* Okay.

Sami: So you'll do it?

Jafar: *rubbing a hand over his neck* I still can't even believe what has just happened, but yeah. I'll do it.

Beckman: Wonderful! Good, good! Let's send you right away to HR to fill out your paperwork and get you all signed! We already applied for a license for your gun, so that will arrive tomorrow, and Sami will email you instructions to this new FBI email that we have set up for you. *he hands Jafar a sheet of paper.*

Jafar: *taking it* Thank you.

*He and Sami start to walk down the hallway, and they spend a good hour in HR filling out papers and other things.*

*Once they have finished, they start to walk back towards the car, but before they get in, Sami looks at his cousin*

Sami: You can't tell anyone, not Hud, not Rami, not Rana, not anybody about what I do, or what you do. Right now we are not only undercover, but we are undercover in a case that holds many people's lives, including our own.

Jafar: *sarcastically* Wow, that doesn't scare me or anything.

*Sami laughs, and extends his hand towards Jafar for a handshake*

Sami: Welcome to the team Agent Sulayman.