Susanne is busy typing at her computer, and barely hears someone enter. Finishing off the line she finally looks up and does a double-take at the large man before her. “Uh…y.. I mean, yes…” She blinks, then finds her smile. “I’m sorry. You must be Dalton. Yes, Mike is here, but I think he’s back down the other hallway in the office you’ll be in. It’s just right back there, across the main floor and down. If you run into trouble…”
She stops and lifts her eyebrows. “Well…I think you can probably handle it.”
Reese ambles absentmindedly down the hall, pausing in the breakroom door. Sometimes it felt like TJY was falling apart, with the men he was losing… the moods around the place… They were handling cases okay… but it just felt… He wasn’t sure what it felt like. Almost as if the life had been sucked out of the department. But they had to concentrate whether they wanted to or not. Another robbery had happened that morning, and this time someone had been killed. Though used to undercover cases, this one had to he handled and handled quickly.
Jason takes in Katie’s kiss, returning his own, as his fingers gently lie along her face. Good morning, Katie.
The emotions he’d kept in for so long… that he’d denied… to let them out was a feeling that couldn’t be described. He had loved Katie for so long… and though never forgetting how it felt, being able to once again express it, made it seem like it was new all over again.
His eyes closed, he just enjoys the moment, forgetting where he is.
At the sound of Wes’ voice though, he’s immediately back to attention, and jerks from Katie, rolling back so he’s sitting up. “It was Katie.” Hearing the first thing that came to mind come out of his mouth, he can’t believe he said that.
Looking at Katie, he gives a shrug of apology, and then cocks his head to look up at Wes, trying to keep his embarrassment at bay. “Let me guess…. The next time we get a curfew?”
She stops and lifts her eyebrows. “Well…I think you can probably handle it.”
Reese ambles absentmindedly down the hall, pausing in the breakroom door. Sometimes it felt like TJY was falling apart, with the men he was losing… the moods around the place… They were handling cases okay… but it just felt… He wasn’t sure what it felt like. Almost as if the life had been sucked out of the department. But they had to concentrate whether they wanted to or not. Another robbery had happened that morning, and this time someone had been killed. Though used to undercover cases, this one had to he handled and handled quickly.
Jason takes in Katie’s kiss, returning his own, as his fingers gently lie along her face. Good morning, Katie.
The emotions he’d kept in for so long… that he’d denied… to let them out was a feeling that couldn’t be described. He had loved Katie for so long… and though never forgetting how it felt, being able to once again express it, made it seem like it was new all over again.
His eyes closed, he just enjoys the moment, forgetting where he is.
At the sound of Wes’ voice though, he’s immediately back to attention, and jerks from Katie, rolling back so he’s sitting up. “It was Katie.” Hearing the first thing that came to mind come out of his mouth, he can’t believe he said that.
Looking at Katie, he gives a shrug of apology, and then cocks his head to look up at Wes, trying to keep his embarrassment at bay. “Let me guess…. The next time we get a curfew?”
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