Patric was sitting on the front steps of Jason's house. He had been out there for a while now wrapped up in the thick downy blanket from the cop's guestroom. Ever since the incident the night before Jay had been... awkward to say the least.

Unfortunately, or fortunately, depending on whose side you were looking from, the intimacy didn't stop with a simple kiss. And apparently Jay couldn't handle how far it had gone.

It's not like Patric asked for that blowjob. Sometime during his sulking Jason left mumbling something about being back later to pick Patric up. He had decided to give the boy some time alone before coming back to take him to the police station. When Jay came back Patric would be taken in as the person of interest in the murders of those five people.

All that stood in his way was a quick trial that he was sure to lose.

Patric raked a hand through his hair. He was so frustrated. Not only had he not been able to find the killer, he hadn't even been able to disprove that he hadn't committed the heinous crimes. He kind of wanted to crawl into a hole and die. It'd be better than going to prison. There was no doubt in his mind that he'd be someone's bitch, but quick, in a place like that.

Knowing there was no time to better his predicament, Patric did the only thing he could think of: he went back to people watching. Or more precisely, shoe watching. He didn't want to exert the effort to lift his defeated gaze from its place on the sidewalk. There were a surprising amount of people walking on such a brisk day.

Vans.

Loafers.

Stilettos.

Sketchers.

His custom made converse.

Saddle shoes.

Wait...

His custom made converse?

His head shot up looking for the shoes. There they were, slightly to the right of Jay's house. Walking away from him. The person was dressed in non-descript jeans and had a black hoodie, hood pulled up, with a leather jacket over it. He was also wearing gloves.

And Patric's shoes.

He dimly made note that the guy was also whistling some kind of classical song.

Holy fuck, that was the killer.

It had to be.

No sooner had the thought entered Patric's mind than he as up charging after the person.

"Wait!" he shouted.

Which caused the guy to turn around to see who had called out to him. When he saw Patric chasing after him he began to run. In hindsight, Patric realized calling out to the person that was trying to frame him for murder probably wasn't the best idea.

As the chase continued, Patric realized he was coming close to the end of his designated area. By his recollection, it was at the end of the block they were currently running down. The killer crossed to the next street, Patric hot on his tail. Patric hesitated minutely at the end of his approved area.

Should he keep chasing the guy or wait?

If he chased, Jay would be so pissed. If he waited, the murderer might get away.

"Fuck it," he decided before continuing after the man.

                                                           ~GP~

At the station Jason and is teammates were rather subdued. All of them knew Patric wasn't the killer. But all the evidence pointed to him killing those five victims. They knew, at this point, an innocent person was going to jail because of an extremely careful murderer.

An alarm sounded.

It was for Patric's bracelet.

He'd made a run for it.

"Fuck," Jay cursed racing for the door, tracking device in hand. He was surprised to see Patric was not far from the station. "I'll go after him on foot, you follow in a car," he said to his teammates before exiting the room.

He dashed out to the sidewalk never once taking his eyes off of the little blip that was Patric on the tracking device. When Jason saw he was gaining on the target he looked up to see Patric sprinting slightly ahead of him.

He ran until he was a little closer to the boy before tackling Patric to the ground. To his surprise Patric scrambled to get away from him, kicking and clawing at anything he could reach. "What the fuck are you doing?" Jay growled.

When Patric realized it was Jason restraining him he rounded on the man. "Me?" Patric boomed causing several pedestrians to look at the escalating scene with interest. Nosey bastards. "What are you doing? He's getting away!" Patric made an erratic sweeping forward motion with his arms. Jesus, at this rate the killer was as good as gone. And Patric'd been so close to catching him.

"Who?" Jay asked suspiciously, dumbly, in Patric's opinion.

"Santa Claus," Patric deadpanned even as his shoulders slumped. The man had definitely gotten away by now. "Who do you think?"

At Jason's confused look Patric elaborated, "The fucking murderer!"

"How do you know whoever you were chasing was the guy?" the man holding him down asked skeptically, too skeptically, for Patric's liking.

At least the awkwardness from this morning was gone.

"He's wearing my shoes!"

All right, now Jason was looking at him like he was an idiot. So Patric painstakingly told Jason about his beautiful custom made converse. Not only had they been custom made from the website, he had also, of course, added more personal content with spray paint and acrylic. He spent so much time making those shoes perfect and then some jackass stole them a couple of weeks ago.

"Didn't you say there were tracks left at the later crime scenes of size twelve converse?" Patric asked the police officer who was still perched on top of him.

Jason hadn't ever said that but figured Patric had seen that little tidbit of information in the case files he'd studied. He just nodded his head so Patric would continue with whatever he was trying to say.

"Those were mine. Some jackass stole them. They were on that guy's feet. He's the murderer."

Jason's eyes grew wider the more Patric talked. The accusation Patric had just made was a pretty big leap, ginormous really, but Jay would take it.

It was enough to have a potential suspect that pointed away from Patric.

Jason suddenly realized he'd been pinning said boy down the whole time and scrambled to his feet. He helped Patric up and gave him a winning smile.

"Would you be willing to describe this guy to one of our sketch artists?"