back.
“I’ve got your back. You know I always will, Lyzee. I swear. You played my girlfriend. That’s something no one would do. We’re family.”
She stared up into his green eyes, seeking the truth. “I’m not worried about me. I just have this bad feeling in the pit of my stomach.”
“About Livy?”
“Yeah. I need your promise that you’ll watch her back. I can keep myself out of trouble. She’s not like me.”
“What do you mean?”
Elizabeth shrugged. “She believes in the good in people. She trusts.”
He found that odd. “And you don’t, Elizabeth?”
Her icy blue eyes filled with emotion. “I used to. Then I saw that crime scene.”
Yeah, he knew exactly what she meant. It changed him too. Each grizzly one took a chip out of your soul, and you never got it back.
“Livy believes in the good still. I’m a realist. I believe in the reality of it all. People suck, and we deal with death.”
He agreed there.
“Let’s head to autopsy,” he said, patting her on the shoulder.
When she opened the door, Elizabeth nearly jumped. Livy was right there, and she hoped the woman didn't hear what she’d told him.
“Christ! Wear a freaking bell, Livy!”
She laughed. “Sorry. I was about to knock and you pulled the door open before I could. I tried to dump our cases, but I have two left,” she stated, handing Gabe the files.
“What? No one would take them?” Elizabeth asked. “Gee! That’s a shocker.”
Livy laughed. “They heard your name and backed away, Elizabeth. I think people hate you.”
She snorted. “Likely. I bust balls. I’m glad to see I’m building a reputation here at the FBI.”
Livy grinned. “Oh, you have.”
She fist bumped her partner.
“I’ll handle it,” he stated. “I’ll meet you down there. Give me fifteen minutes to find a set of agents to take over your cases. It won’t take long.”
“I have to grab coffee for our ME,” Elizabeth offered. “Would you like me to grab one for you too?” She didn't mind. It was going to be a shitty meeting in the morgue, and she knew it.
Why not have caffeine to lessen the blow?
“Yeah, grab me one. I can use it. I didn't get any after my run this morning.”
Livy started laughing.
Gabe realized what he’d said and he furiously blushed at the implication.
“I meant caffeine.”
Elizabeth grinned. “Yeah, think about what we discussed, Gabe.”
He changed the subject, and fast. If he wanted to keep his sanity intact, he needed to move them along. Livy was staring at him, and his heart was pounding.
“Who’s working this one?” Gabe asked. He liked working with Majors, but he allowed his team to pick their ME. Everyone had to get into their own groove.
“Doctor Christopher Leonard.”
He groaned.
“What?” Elizabeth asked.
“You had to pick the newest ME, Elizabeth?” he inquired. “Really? We aren’t screwed enough?”
“Hey, we were all new once. Besides, I’ve watched Chris Leonard. He’s got some crazy mad ME skills. In ten years, he’s going to be running that lab. Mark my words.”
“Bullshit. He’s too green. In ten years, he’s going to be working in some sleepy town where the only death is old age or a car accident. He doesn’t have what it takes. I’ve seen a few ME’s burn out.”
Elizabeth shrugged. “You were green once too. I have faith in him.”
Livy made kissy noises.
“Shut up,” she muttered. “I swear I’ll hurt you if you don’t stop.”
Gabe ignored them.
He didn't want to know.
Honestly, he couldn’t remember the day where he was still innocent and green. It was over ten years ago. With each passing one, it seemed further and further away.
“Just make sure he doesn’t screw up,” he stated. “Now get down there. I have to pass off these files.”
As they headed out, he pulled out his phone and made a call.
He knew an up and coming agent who would run with them. Dialing his number, he waited.
“My office. Now.”
Then he hung
“I’ve got your back. You know I always will, Lyzee. I swear. You played my girlfriend. That’s something no one would do. We’re family.”
She stared up into his green eyes, seeking the truth. “I’m not worried about me. I just have this bad feeling in the pit of my stomach.”
“About Livy?”
“Yeah. I need your promise that you’ll watch her back. I can keep myself out of trouble. She’s not like me.”
“What do you mean?”
Elizabeth shrugged. “She believes in the good in people. She trusts.”
He found that odd. “And you don’t, Elizabeth?”
Her icy blue eyes filled with emotion. “I used to. Then I saw that crime scene.”
Yeah, he knew exactly what she meant. It changed him too. Each grizzly one took a chip out of your soul, and you never got it back.
“Livy believes in the good still. I’m a realist. I believe in the reality of it all. People suck, and we deal with death.”
He agreed there.
“Let’s head to autopsy,” he said, patting her on the shoulder.
When she opened the door, Elizabeth nearly jumped. Livy was right there, and she hoped the woman didn't hear what she’d told him.
“Christ! Wear a freaking bell, Livy!”
She laughed. “Sorry. I was about to knock and you pulled the door open before I could. I tried to dump our cases, but I have two left,” she stated, handing Gabe the files.
“What? No one would take them?” Elizabeth asked. “Gee! That’s a shocker.”
Livy laughed. “They heard your name and backed away, Elizabeth. I think people hate you.”
She snorted. “Likely. I bust balls. I’m glad to see I’m building a reputation here at the FBI.”
Livy grinned. “Oh, you have.”
She fist bumped her partner.
“I’ll handle it,” he stated. “I’ll meet you down there. Give me fifteen minutes to find a set of agents to take over your cases. It won’t take long.”
“I have to grab coffee for our ME,” Elizabeth offered. “Would you like me to grab one for you too?” She didn't mind. It was going to be a shitty meeting in the morgue, and she knew it.
Why not have caffeine to lessen the blow?
“Yeah, grab me one. I can use it. I didn't get any after my run this morning.”
Livy started laughing.
Gabe realized what he’d said and he furiously blushed at the implication.
“I meant caffeine.”
Elizabeth grinned. “Yeah, think about what we discussed, Gabe.”
He changed the subject, and fast. If he wanted to keep his sanity intact, he needed to move them along. Livy was staring at him, and his heart was pounding.
“Who’s working this one?” Gabe asked. He liked working with Majors, but he allowed his team to pick their ME. Everyone had to get into their own groove.
“Doctor Christopher Leonard.”
He groaned.
“What?” Elizabeth asked.
“You had to pick the newest ME, Elizabeth?” he inquired. “Really? We aren’t screwed enough?”
“Hey, we were all new once. Besides, I’ve watched Chris Leonard. He’s got some crazy mad ME skills. In ten years, he’s going to be running that lab. Mark my words.”
“Bullshit. He’s too green. In ten years, he’s going to be working in some sleepy town where the only death is old age or a car accident. He doesn’t have what it takes. I’ve seen a few ME’s burn out.”
Elizabeth shrugged. “You were green once too. I have faith in him.”
Livy made kissy noises.
“Shut up,” she muttered. “I swear I’ll hurt you if you don’t stop.”
Gabe ignored them.
He didn't want to know.
Honestly, he couldn’t remember the day where he was still innocent and green. It was over ten years ago. With each passing one, it seemed further and further away.
“Just make sure he doesn’t screw up,” he stated. “Now get down there. I have to pass off these files.”
As they headed out, he pulled out his phone and made a call.
He knew an up and coming agent who would run with them. Dialing his number, he waited.
“My office. Now.”
Then he hung
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