Till Death Do Us Part
Chapter 1: Insects
A/N: I spent from 7:30pm - 1:15am writing this whole story just for the last chapter! Why didn't I just write the last chapter and that was it? Coz I have to write a story to go with it! R&R!
Disclaimer: I never have and never will own Goren and Eames.
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It was a fine spring morning. The sun shone bright through Eames' window and splashed onto her face. She turned over trying to ignore it, but it didn't go away. She looked at her clock. 7:15 am. Today was another workday and she knew she had to get up. One more minute she thought. One more minute turned into 30, until she forced herself to throw back the covers.
She had a long hot shower, a bit of breakfast and gathered her things. She had 3 messages on her mobile, all from Goren. The first one said
'Alex, can you bring a book about insects? I don't have one.' Why would he need that?
'I found a bug in my apartment that looks kinda interesting and I wanna know what it is', he continued with the second message.
'Don't worry, I accidentally squashed it', read the third one. She laughed at the messages and deleted them. Just as she was about to leave, when her phone beeped.
'Actually, bring it' his 4th SMS read. She shook her head, grabbed the book and walked out her door.
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Goren sat at his desk looking through the clear plastic container at the half squashed bug. It was still recognisable, just dead. He poked at the bug with the end of his pencil.
"What the hell is that?" came a male voice behind him. He spun around to see Deakins with a look of disgust.
"A dead bug sir" he replied.
"Gee, I thought it was a singing monkey" Deakins replied sarcastically. "What is it doing here?" he asked.
"I found it this morning and Eames is bringing a book so I can find out what it is" Goren said, inspecting the bug once again.
"Detective, it looks an awful lot like a cockroach" Deakins said looking over Goren's shoulder.
"Unless I'm mistaken, cockroaches aren't blue" Goren said, pointing to a piece of the bug. Deakins shook his head and left Goren with his bug.
A few minutes later Eames arrived book in hand. She laughed upon seeing Goren holding the container up to the light, looking at the bottom of the decapitated bug.
"Here is you book. Is that the specimen?" she asked, looking into the container as he put it onto the desk. He nodded. "It looks like a cockroach" she added. He flicked through the book, ignoring her comment.
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An hour later, Eames was doing paperwork and Goren was still looking through the book.
"I don't see a blue insect in here" he said, closing the book. Eames looked up.
"Well did you look at the cockroach section? Maybe the cockroach that eats paint section?" she asked. Goren looked at her confused. She sighed and put her pen down, leaning forward. "Didn't you say that you were painting your apartment?" she asked. He nodded. "By any chance was it blue?" he nodded, an expression of understanding spread across his face.
"Oh yeah. I remember once in art class my teacher squashed a cockroach and it was green from eating paint. So it isn't some undiscovered bug then?" he asked disappointedly. Eames shook her head.
"Sorry Goren. Afraid not" she said, getting back to her work. He leant back in his chair a moment, eyes fixed on the bug. Then he put it in the bin.
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It was hours before they had word of a case. It was at a fire station, much to Goren's surprise. He was expecting some kind of house murder, not a murder in a public place.
"One male and one female were stabbed to death. Nobody saw anything because they were both cleaning the trucks. Everyone else was having lunch," the Chief said.
"Can we have thew surveillance tapes?" Goren asked. The chief nodded and retrieved them.
"Anything been touched since it happened?" Goren asked, inspecting the trucks as she chief handed the tapes to him.
"No. The police have already been here and they said they were going to leave it to you" he said. Goren found a shoe print that didn't look like one made by the standard fire fighter's boot.
"He must have stepped in oil or something," he said to Eames.
"He?" her tone of voice asking how he knew.
"Unless you can find a female with a size 12 shoe," he said. She nodded as they walked back to the car.
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The detectives sat for 4 hours going through the tapes - Eames bored as hell, Goren watching intently. They finally got to the section about the time of the murder. They saw a man sneaking around the trucks, a woman falling on the floor then the man. After he was finished he snuck back out and walked on as if nothing happened. Goren froze the video to get a better look at the purp.
"He looks about 5"8, Caucasian, black hair. That is something to go by," he said. Eames fiddled with her hair.
"Yeah, about 5 thousand in New York fit that description" she said sarcastically. Deakins walked in at that moment.
"I just got of the phone with Chief Constable Chambers. Two of his officers have been killed. A male and a female. It happened at a house that got reported for excessive noise. The owners are away on holiday though," he said. They made their way there to the house that was surrounded by police and the 'do not cross' tape.
"The guy got away by car. We couldn't catch him. He left behind a few footprints in the mud" Chief Constable Chambers informed them. Eames identified the shoe print with the one they found earlier at the fire station.
"Same guy. This is the exact footprint that was left at the fire station this morning" she said. She felt kind of proud she said it before Goren. She smiled to herself.
"What?" Goren asked. She pointed to the shoe print. He looked surprised.
"I didn't even see it," he said.
"Whatever. You just wanted me to get this one," she said, smiling. He laughed.
"Mmm, yeah" he said, Eames lightly pushed her partner. "It is going to rain soon, I can feel it" he told her as they got into the car.
"I need to get home. It is already 6:30 and I am starving" she said, clipping her seatbelt on and starting the car.
"Nuh uh, we have to fill out forms on that scene," he said. She groaned as she remembered. "But I have a nice fat juicy cockroach if you are hungry" he added.
"Ewww! No thanks. I think we'll get something on the way back" she said. He was sometimes so disgusting, like a little kid. She shuddered at the thought of eating a cockroach. It grossed her out too much. She didn't end up eating - unlike her partner who enjoyed a hamburger and chips.
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There u go! I'm just gonna post all the chapters since I've finished the whole thing.so plz read on!
A/N: I spent from 7:30pm - 1:15am writing this whole story just for the last chapter! Why didn't I just write the last chapter and that was it? Coz I have to write a story to go with it! R&R!
Disclaimer: I never have and never will own Goren and Eames.
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It was a fine spring morning. The sun shone bright through Eames' window and splashed onto her face. She turned over trying to ignore it, but it didn't go away. She looked at her clock. 7:15 am. Today was another workday and she knew she had to get up. One more minute she thought. One more minute turned into 30, until she forced herself to throw back the covers.
She had a long hot shower, a bit of breakfast and gathered her things. She had 3 messages on her mobile, all from Goren. The first one said
'Alex, can you bring a book about insects? I don't have one.' Why would he need that?
'I found a bug in my apartment that looks kinda interesting and I wanna know what it is', he continued with the second message.
'Don't worry, I accidentally squashed it', read the third one. She laughed at the messages and deleted them. Just as she was about to leave, when her phone beeped.
'Actually, bring it' his 4th SMS read. She shook her head, grabbed the book and walked out her door.
~*~*~*~*~*
Goren sat at his desk looking through the clear plastic container at the half squashed bug. It was still recognisable, just dead. He poked at the bug with the end of his pencil.
"What the hell is that?" came a male voice behind him. He spun around to see Deakins with a look of disgust.
"A dead bug sir" he replied.
"Gee, I thought it was a singing monkey" Deakins replied sarcastically. "What is it doing here?" he asked.
"I found it this morning and Eames is bringing a book so I can find out what it is" Goren said, inspecting the bug once again.
"Detective, it looks an awful lot like a cockroach" Deakins said looking over Goren's shoulder.
"Unless I'm mistaken, cockroaches aren't blue" Goren said, pointing to a piece of the bug. Deakins shook his head and left Goren with his bug.
A few minutes later Eames arrived book in hand. She laughed upon seeing Goren holding the container up to the light, looking at the bottom of the decapitated bug.
"Here is you book. Is that the specimen?" she asked, looking into the container as he put it onto the desk. He nodded. "It looks like a cockroach" she added. He flicked through the book, ignoring her comment.
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An hour later, Eames was doing paperwork and Goren was still looking through the book.
"I don't see a blue insect in here" he said, closing the book. Eames looked up.
"Well did you look at the cockroach section? Maybe the cockroach that eats paint section?" she asked. Goren looked at her confused. She sighed and put her pen down, leaning forward. "Didn't you say that you were painting your apartment?" she asked. He nodded. "By any chance was it blue?" he nodded, an expression of understanding spread across his face.
"Oh yeah. I remember once in art class my teacher squashed a cockroach and it was green from eating paint. So it isn't some undiscovered bug then?" he asked disappointedly. Eames shook her head.
"Sorry Goren. Afraid not" she said, getting back to her work. He leant back in his chair a moment, eyes fixed on the bug. Then he put it in the bin.
~*~*~*~*~*
It was hours before they had word of a case. It was at a fire station, much to Goren's surprise. He was expecting some kind of house murder, not a murder in a public place.
"One male and one female were stabbed to death. Nobody saw anything because they were both cleaning the trucks. Everyone else was having lunch," the Chief said.
"Can we have thew surveillance tapes?" Goren asked. The chief nodded and retrieved them.
"Anything been touched since it happened?" Goren asked, inspecting the trucks as she chief handed the tapes to him.
"No. The police have already been here and they said they were going to leave it to you" he said. Goren found a shoe print that didn't look like one made by the standard fire fighter's boot.
"He must have stepped in oil or something," he said to Eames.
"He?" her tone of voice asking how he knew.
"Unless you can find a female with a size 12 shoe," he said. She nodded as they walked back to the car.
~*~*~*~*~*
The detectives sat for 4 hours going through the tapes - Eames bored as hell, Goren watching intently. They finally got to the section about the time of the murder. They saw a man sneaking around the trucks, a woman falling on the floor then the man. After he was finished he snuck back out and walked on as if nothing happened. Goren froze the video to get a better look at the purp.
"He looks about 5"8, Caucasian, black hair. That is something to go by," he said. Eames fiddled with her hair.
"Yeah, about 5 thousand in New York fit that description" she said sarcastically. Deakins walked in at that moment.
"I just got of the phone with Chief Constable Chambers. Two of his officers have been killed. A male and a female. It happened at a house that got reported for excessive noise. The owners are away on holiday though," he said. They made their way there to the house that was surrounded by police and the 'do not cross' tape.
"The guy got away by car. We couldn't catch him. He left behind a few footprints in the mud" Chief Constable Chambers informed them. Eames identified the shoe print with the one they found earlier at the fire station.
"Same guy. This is the exact footprint that was left at the fire station this morning" she said. She felt kind of proud she said it before Goren. She smiled to herself.
"What?" Goren asked. She pointed to the shoe print. He looked surprised.
"I didn't even see it," he said.
"Whatever. You just wanted me to get this one," she said, smiling. He laughed.
"Mmm, yeah" he said, Eames lightly pushed her partner. "It is going to rain soon, I can feel it" he told her as they got into the car.
"I need to get home. It is already 6:30 and I am starving" she said, clipping her seatbelt on and starting the car.
"Nuh uh, we have to fill out forms on that scene," he said. She groaned as she remembered. "But I have a nice fat juicy cockroach if you are hungry" he added.
"Ewww! No thanks. I think we'll get something on the way back" she said. He was sometimes so disgusting, like a little kid. She shuddered at the thought of eating a cockroach. It grossed her out too much. She didn't end up eating - unlike her partner who enjoyed a hamburger and chips.
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There u go! I'm just gonna post all the chapters since I've finished the whole thing.so plz read on!