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( ooc )

As a part of Jake's backstory, he was involved in a case that became very publicly known. In an effort to avoid confusion, I'm making this post with facts/information that would be known to the public (if they followed the case and/or they Googled him) and to other cops.

In the Spring of 2003 the hunt of serial killer Ian Randal began in Boston - he'd kidnap his victims on Sundays afternoons, torture them, and leave their bodies in the outskirts of the city. Detective Jake Leonard led the investigation along with his partner, Detective Charles Harris, but despite their best efforts it wasn't until almost a year later that they had a real break in the case when they discovered his names and where he was hiding.

After a hostage situation that involved Jake's family on March 30th, 2004, his youngest son was murdered but his daughter and wife were released after more negotiations. Things ended with Jake shooting Randal twice in the chest, but Jake himself was gravely injured. Randal is now serving a life-long sentence, and Jake returned to work until September of 2008.

Other details released in news articles during and after the case:
- Born in Charlestown, Massachusetts on August 2, 1967.
- Graduated from Boston University at age 21 with a Psychology degree.
- Got married at age 25 to Mia Reese; the two had two children - a girl named Valerie, and a boy named Alexander.


Information for those in law enforcement: (either for those working in Boston, or if your muse has 'found out' his reputation; I'll leave this for the writers to decide)
- Stubborn.
- Cocky.
- Extremely focused while working.
- Can be hot-tempered, but is in control for the most part while working.
- Was almost forced to retire when one of the gunshot wounds he received from Randal exited near his spine and left some swelling behind.
- Not the friendliest of individuals
- Isn't one to talk/offer details about his family easily
- Can be blunt to the point of being rude
- The investigation of what truly happened between Jake and Ian Randal concluded in Jake shooting Randal in self-defense, but the absolute truth is something that only Jake and Ian know.

[ooc: So, Jake was used for my nano story. Don't worry, I didn't kill him but the guy was tortured for a good chunk of it, and this fic is supposed to take a few weeks after he's released from the hospital.]
 
 
( I only know that I can change, Everything else just stays the same )

Ever since I was a kid, my sister always signified safety.

So.

1. Seeing Val smile.

2. Hearing Angela laugh.

3. Holding my nephew.

4. The first hit after lighting up a cigarette.

5. Baseball.

6. Waking up without my back hurting.

7. Taking a walk when it's too cold to.

8. Closing a case.

9. Getting that comfortably numb feeling when the pills and whiskey mix just right. Playing the guitar. Especially now that the damn cast is gone.

10. ...Seeing New York through my window.

Post a picture of a place you wish you were right now.




...yeah.

1) Name: Jake
2) Birthday: In August.
3) Zodiac Sign: Leo.
4) Sex: Male
5) What Time Is It? 10:10


( the rest )

1. Who is your character's PB?
Robert Downey, Jr.

2. Which came first, the character or the PB?
Depends how you look at it. Jake is a variation of another character I came up with last summer, and I just used the same PB. But, back then, the character came first.

( 3-10 )

Since I'm trying to keep all the tags in the same journal...

OOC character meme. Have at it!

To "celebrate" I'm back home, I guess. My credit card is glad that I visited a site other than Amazon.com

Lets101 - Dating Free Online

...huh.

Have I mentioned how good it is to be back home?

...and apparently it edits this thing out for some reason. But, there ya go.

[some are gifts for certain muses, others are being put up as reference for later]

For Angela angelabrennan:


I love you, Angie. Happy mother's day to one of the most incredible women I know.

- Jake



For Mia wornhearts:


No card. It's almost already a given, despite everything.



For Catherine willows_csilv:


I hope everything's going well with you, and Lindsay. Happy mother's day.

- Jake



For Saxsice multixcolored:


Happy mother's day. Thanks for the magazines, by the way; they helped a lot.

- Jake



For Nora Leonard:


I love you, ma. Thanks for everything.

- Jake

I need a fuckin' cigarette so damn badly after that damn nightmare, but no. No cigarettes and no junk food for me. Now I'm not even on the good painkillers, so this is fuckin' FANTASTIC.


Go to Google, type your name with "needs" in quotes. Then post ten needs that show up for you.

1. Jake Needs Money For a Hooker. (*...................* No. I don't.)
2. Jake needs a woman. (*...* What the hell?? Trust me, I really don't.)
3. All Jake Needs Now is a Haircut. (...kinda.)
4. Jake needs a home! (Got one. I'm good.)
5. Jake - needs a break. (I can laugh for hours on this one but it kinda hurts)
6. Jake needs to grow. (...)
7. Jake needs our help! (And you seriously wonder why I hate Google?)
8. Jake Needs A Playmate! (...my head hurts.)
9. Jake needs to date Michelle Williams. (Who??)
10. Jake needs to be fatter. (All that junk food, and not overweight. So nah, I'm good.)

...remind me again why I did this?

It's not the pain what wakes him up, or even the light above his bed that is suddenly lit up. Instead it's the faint sound of a muffled argument that he can't quite decipher even when he wakes. His eyes take a moment to adjust, squinting unconsciously as the light from the lamp seems to burn his eyes, but then he sees it. He sees him. It's Ian Randal, standing next to his bed and holding Valerie close to him. She's bound with her hands behind her back, and there's something covering her mouth to keep her from talking, but she's still struggling against them nonetheless.

"You call out for help, Detective," Ian said quietly before Jake could open his mouth, "and your kid is the one that will pay for your mistake. You already made one pay, I don't think you want to do the same this time, do you?"

( Why does it feel like night today? Something in here's not right today. Why am I so uptight today? Paranoia's all I got left I don't know what stressed me first Or how the pressure was fed But I know just what it feels like To have a voice in the back of my head It's like a face that I hold inside A face that awakes when I close my eyes A face watches every time I lie A face that laughs every time I fall (And watches everything) So I know that when it's time to sink or swim That the face inside is hearing me Right underneath my skin )