Jody stretched out in her seat and yawned

Well alright everyone…  I see from my reviews that people don't like it when you have spelling errors in your fanfic… so I went and looked it over.  I did have a few errors and I cleaned them up.  This story was one of the first stories are started writing and when I started I had a version of Word from the BC era! Lol.  I didn't have spell check and since I SUCK at spelling I assumed I had a lot right.  Uploaded it… and didn't think anything of it till I got a review.  I love reviews and I don't mind people telling me some suggestions or what they like and don't like about it but that review really hit me, and it bothered me immensely.   So here ya go... a nice and fixed up version. Enjoy

Jody stretched out in her seat and yawned.  She had been in this sitting position for hours now.  Once she felt the plane touchdown on the runway she had to resist the temptation to hug the closest flight attendant. 

Pulling her carry on from the overhead, she used her foot to kick Skalany in the seat next to hers.

" Wake up. We're back. "

Skalany rubbed her eyes and mumbled something Jody couldn't hear.

"What was that ??  Was that English?" They both gave a small giggle.  " Skalany I don't know how you do it. "

Skalany stood up and reached for her bag  "Do what?"

Jody's eyes got wide.  "Sleep through such conditions!  Plane took off... you were sleeping... turbulence and you were still sleeping... plane landed... and...."

"... I know I know... still sleeping.  I can't help it! I'm still so relaxed!  And maybe my sunburn is making me tired."

The two women smiled as memories of their "girls only" vacation to Hawaii flew into there minds.  They had both planned a trip for someplace relaxing.  Work at the precinct had become so stressful that it took all the two women had to keep up with there day.  On their trip they lay on the beach, shopped, swam, rested and above all talked.  Mostly about a certain co-worker.

"So Jod…  we return to this same boring city to continue with our ever so stressful job.  I was hoping the two weeks would last forever."

Jody swung her bag on to her shoulder as they walked to the baggage claim.

"I know.  But at least we have eye candy!"

The two women giggled again and were turning red.  Jody finally saw her bag come closer.  While she wiped the tears from her eyes and walked with Skalany out of the airport she remembered Peter Caine's face when Jody said good-bye to him the day before they left.  He put the poutie face on and asked why he couldn't go.  She remembered pushing him playfully and reminding him it was a "Girl thing" gave him a playful smile and then left.

The two women parted at their cars after telling each other they would see each other in the morning.  Jody Sighed as she got into her car.  She may have dreaded getting back to work.  But she couldn't' wait to see Peter again.. Her mind had been on him all week. 

Jody woke up to the sound of her alarm clock.  She resisted the urge to hit snooze and decided to get to work early.  She was sure she would have tons of work to do.  She also wanted to beat Skalany there.  It was always a race to get there first.  A friendly game to see who can say hello to Peter before the other.  Lately Skalany had been winning.  Jody blamed it on coffee.  She didn't drink it but Skalany did. That had to be the reason.

Carrying her coat and keys she headed off to work.  Anyone who might have seen her would be able to detect a hint of a skip in her step.

Skalany got out of her car and entered the doors of 101st.  The same familiar smell hit her and she was reminded she was at work.  Climbing the stairs she could hear the sounds of typing and phone chat.  She couldn't' wait to beat Jody again.  She hadn't seen her car so that means she would win again.

 

Reaching the top of the stairs, she stood back to take in the sights.  Things didn't look normal.  People walked by her in a daze.  Looking closer at the room full of desks she noticed something.  No smiling.  "What's going on here?" She whispered under her breath. 

Skalaney slowly approached Blake's desk.  He didn't notice her presents and slouched at his desk with his head sloppily held up by a fist. 

"Blake are you ok??"  Concern in her eyes.  Blake looked up surprised.  "Oh Skalany... I didn't see you coming."   Mary Margaret couldn't help but notice his fallen face.  His face was pale except for the dark circles around his eyes.  "Whoa... Long night??"  He tried sitting up straight but his attempt failed and he let his shoulders drooped back again.  "Long WEEK Skalany." 

Mary Margaret scanned the room again.  Her eyes landed on Peter's desk.  Empty.  The once cluttered and hardly recognizable desk was now bare.  Her attention returned to Blake who was now messaging his temples roughly.   "Blake where's Peter?"  

Blake's eyes widened and he looked up at her. "Mary Margaret... He...I.. well..."  Blake's stammering was interrupted by Jody's sarcastically cheerful voice.

"Why all the sad faces people! Its Monday!"  She made her way over to Skalany and Blake.  "Hey guys... this place really makes me feel good.  I feel like I'm at a funeral."  Blake put his head in his hands and sighed.  Just when Skalany was going to push Blake to finish her question she heard Chief Strenlichs voice behind them.  "Hello Ladies.  Have a nice vacation?"

Jody and Mary Margaret both looked at Strenlich and then back at each other.  His features were the same as Blake's.  Sad eyes accompanied by bags, which was the only actual color in his face.  Its true the man wasn't much of a smiler but right now he looked like he had been run over by a dump truck.

"Chief you ok?  You look awful."  Jody looked around the room before continuing.. "...Everyone looks awful."  Skalany started to get worried.  She noticed Peter's desk and Blake's reaction to his name.  She didn't like where this could be going.

"Detectives I think I should talk to you in private."  The Chief said with a melancholy tone.  Jody started to get worried.  She looked over at Peter's desk and didn't like what she saw.  "Chief... where's Peter."  Strenlich tried to motion the two into his office but they wouldn't budge.  Instead they stood glaring at him with crossed arms.

"Detective Powell, Detective Skalany....."  His head dropped. He decided to cut the professional crap.  "Pete....  Peter was killed in the line of duty."