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This question has bugged me for years. I've never met anyone nicknamed Sonny or even named Sonny from birth, for that matter. Was there a particular reason besides that he was a beach bum to call him Sonny?

Undercover Blues: Chapter 1 Summary: Sonny and Trudy have to go deep undercover to recaptured an escaped Colombia drug lord. They find themselves becoming too comfortable in their undercover roles and blurring lines. Rating: M Author's Note: This is my first Miami Vice story. This is what happens when I watched a marathon of Miami Vice on Hulu. I always felt they never gave Trudy much to do except that batshit crazy aliens and James Bown episode (and the absolute worst episode ever). Here's a Trudy and Sonny centric fic. Writing this off the top of my head at this point. I hope you read and review. ********* They headed to the conference room as they had been instructed. He had reached the entrance first but stalled, stepped back and allowed her to enter first. They had taken their seats across the table from each other before they finally spoke. "Do you know what this is about, Sonny?" Trudy Joplin questioned as she leaned forward in her seat and spoke in a hushed tone. He removed the shades he still wore having just entered the station from his lunch break. He rested the glasses in his hand atop the table and he tapped one side against the table. "Ya, got me, babe," Sonny Crockett replied as he let his eyes peer through the open door of the conference room, across to Lieutenant Castillo's office. "I'm thinking it must be something bad if we're the only ones invited the party," He added as he watched Castillo speaking on his phone. He wasn't able to gauge what the call might have been about because their lieutenant had such a deadpan, emotionless express that was always impossible to read. "Well, what did you do Crockett?" She threw out half accusing and half joking as she leaned back more comfortably in her seat, crossed her legs and her arms across her chest. This gained Sonny's complete attention as he focused back onto her with a smile as he too leaned back more comfortably. "Me? What makes you think this is because I did something, what about you sweetheart?" "I'm a perfect little angel and you know it," She said batting her eyelashes with a teasing smile as he chuckled a bit at her. Their banter ended as Castillo entered the conference room, closing the door behind him. "So, what's up Lieutenant, why have we been called to the principal's office?" Sonny joked but as usual, Castillo looked unamused and stoic. "We've just received some serious intel on Gabriel Torres," Castillo replied and the smiles that had been on both Sonny and Trudy's faces disappeared. "Colombian drug lord Gabriel Torres?" Sonny questioned. "I remember that bastard. After he was arrested and set to be prosecuted he had some of his goons kidnap a bus full of children to distract the Colombian authorities while he escaped the country," Trudy stated with a look of disgust on her face. "Then after he got away clear and free he had his people blow up the bus anyway. There were 30 plus kids on that bus," She added and both Castillo and Sonny clinched their jaws in anger as they recalled the story. "Yes, and the United States and Colombia have joined forces in a joint effort to recapture him and finally bring him to justice, which is why I've called you two here," Castillo began to explain. "So, what's this intel you've got?" Sonny asked already eager to participate. "For the past year, a DEA agent has been able to infiltrate one of the biggest and most deadly drug gangs currently in Colombia. He's been able to have some interaction with Torres. It was very brief only on a couple of runs that he went on acting as security. He stated that it was only two times, for less than 2 minutes and always at some remote pier. It seems Torres has been spending his time on boats." "Which explains why the son-of-a-bitch is so hard to track down," Sonny said and Castillo nodded his head in agreement. "Now this DEA agent has gotten us an in. He's been talking among the gang members he's been hanging with about a big player that he knows who can help get large amounts of cocaine in and out of the US without detection. Apparently, Torres is hurting for cash because the hype of this big baller has caught his ears. He arranged a meeting with the agent to set up a meeting with this mystery smuggler, which is where you two come in," Both Trudy and Sonny glanced at each other with questioning eyes before looking back at Castillo. "I would like you two to go deep undercover. Sonny, you'll be the smuggler and Trudy you'll be his 'girlfriend' as well as his backup." "Wait, Sonny is the mystery big ball'n smuggler and I'm what, just his arm candy?" Trudy asked in outrage and she leaned forward again and placed her fists on top of the table, offended by what she was hearing. "Is that how it is when you send Sonny and Rico undercover?" "C'mon Trudy…" Sonny began to speak but she held up her hand to silence him as her eyes remained lock on the Castillo. "Don't you dare tell me not to take it personally, like this isn't some backseat position that greatly undermines my abilities as a police officer. I'm a cop same as you Sonny and I'm damn good at my job too," She spat out defensive. "You're right, you are," Castillo agreed as he stood at the head of the table staring down at the top of the table as he shoved his hands into his pants pockets. "That's why I want you on this assignment because I know how good you are and that you'll have Crockett's back." "Hmp," She huffed out as she leaned back once more and crossed her arms across her chest. "And what else?" She asked as she rested suspicious eyes on Castillo, who in turn lifted his eyes and locked them onto hers as he started to speak again. "And according to the undercover agent, Torres desires a certain type of woman; voluptuous, beautiful black women." "Beautiful, black, with a big booty, yep, you're the only woman in this whole damn precinct to fit that bill, Trudy," Sonny spoke out as his face held a wide teasing smile. She pursed her lips as she threw him a side-eyed glare that let him know she was not amused by the compliment. "He's right, it's one of the main reasons I wanted you on this, but if you don't want to do it I understand and I will find someone else," Castillo replied and she softened a little at his words. She had been griping about her and Gina not having more undercover details, so she didn't want to turn her nose up at the opportunity now. Even if it meant playing second fiddle to the great detective Sonny Crockett, again. "No, I'll do it, but please don't tell me I have to seduce that pig Torres," She spoke half groaning at the thought of it. "Officially, no," Castillo responded. "But if you feel that getting close to him will get you some important intel then…It's at your discretion," She nodded her head. She knew he was saying he would like for her to use her wiles to get as much information from Torres. However, after the story Gina had told her a while back about sleeping with Mosca, the bad guy she had been working undercover, Trudy had sworn that she would never allow herself to go there. And she fully intended on keeping that promise. "As I said this will be deep undercover and you'll start immediately. We've already built a rock solid cover story for you both. Your 'alters' have only just arrived in Miami. The packet with your new identities is on my desk. It contains new I.D.s, a couple of limitless credit cards, a bank account with a small fortune in it. Keys to a mansion near the keys and a couple of flashy cars." "Wow, y'all went all out," Sonny spoke. "Yes, and there are no restrictions," Castillo added. "Torres will expect you to be a big baller, so we expect you both to play the part well. Money is no objects and receipts won't need to be kept," Trudy nodded her head to this as she began to see the importance of this case and her role in it. "Once you walk out of my office with that packet you will immediately leave here and enter your new lives, I think you both know what that means." "No goodbyes and no contact with the outside world unless during specific times outlined in said packet," Sonny announced and Castillo only nodded in reply. "Well, darlin what do ya say we get this show on the road," He added as he looked at Trudy and stood from the table. "Let's do it," She answered as she nodded and then stood from her seat. ***** More to come...