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So the show must go on!
As she walked into the building, Lexa wondered if she should text Clarke back. "What have you got to lose Woods" she said under her breath.
Lexa: It was nice to meet you too. How did the rest of your show go?
Hitting the send button, Lexa put her phone on silent as she headed into the office. She noticed that her partner, Gustus, was already there as well.
"Hey Gustus, what's going on?" Lexa asked the very large man. "Dude is built like a freaking tree, how much time does he spend in the gym?" she though absentmindedly.
"Hey Lexa, you got the call to come in as well?" he replied.
"Yeah, do we have any idea what its about?" She questioned, but she had a feeling it was about the rash of murders that had hit the Quarter lately.
"I think they found another body" Gustus replied. As if on cue, the director walked out and motioned for the team to get together.
"Ladies and Gents, we have a serial killer on the loose in the Quarter. We know all of the victims are female between the ages of 18-30, and the killer places them in their vehicles and drives them into the swamp, where he weights down their gas pedal to make them go deeper in. We think the killer is targeting women who they find on Bourbon Street, but we cant rule out a larger hunting area either. This is body number 3 we have found in the swamp, and it has to stop." Director Kane looked over the crowd, "I am putting everyone on this case, lead investigators are going to be Lexa and Gustus. Everyone, lets get to work on this."
"Well this is going to be fun" Lexa directed at Gustus, "there goes any free time we may have had!"
Gustus chuckled, "well lets catch the bastard and then we can go party again." Lexa nodded in agreement. As she headed back towards her desk, she took out her phone to check the time, and noticed she had several missed messages.
Clarke: Show was boring without you there, no one to sing to ;)
Anya: Hey bitch, we missed you tonight! Make sure to try and get off work so you can stay next time. Blondie was asking questions about you all night.
Clarke: I see, you just don't want to talk, trying to play hard to get…well two can play at that game ;)
Lexa hurried to reply to all of the messages starting with Anya, telling her it may be awhile before she gets to go out again. To Clarke she said
Lexa: Sorry, was in a meeting for work. Wish I could have stayed to hear the rest, you have an amazing voice.
She waited, hoping for a response and a grin split her face when she felt the phone vibrate in her hands.
Clarke: Well aren't you the flatterer. Thank you. You'll just have to catch another show sometime, we are going to play here again this weekend.
Lexa: I will try to be there. Work is going to get crazy. You and Octavia stay safe.
Clarke: We will, and you better be there.
Just as she was about to reply, Gustus came and snatched her phone out of her hands.
"Hey!" Lexa shouted, "give that back!"
Gustus laughed, "Gotta see who has the great Lexa Woods so distracted from the work she is doing….oooooo who is Clarke?" he asked in a sort of sing song voice.
"Just one of Lincolns friends who I met, now give the phone back!" she said as she lunged for his hand. He laughed and gave her back the phone. "Now lets get to work. Has anyone been to the most recent crime scene?" Lexa asked the room.
A young man raised his hand "Agent Aiden ma'am, I was just there, same MO as the other murders. Throat is cut, and hand tied behind their backs. This victim was named Callie Cartwig. She was a student at LSU, 22 years old." He reported.
"Anyone contacted next of kin?" Lexa asked.
"Yes ma'am, I have" replied a young Asian man. Lexa looked him over and asked "and you are?"
"Oh! Sorry ma'am, Agent Monty Green." He replied. Lexa nodded, "and what did they say."
"Parents said they hadn't heard from Callie in a few days, but that was weird for her. Usually called to check in every evening." He replied. "They said she was a dual major Anthropology and History. She recently began researching the ghost stories of the Quarter and started to get in with some shady people."
"Who was the last person who she contacted?" Lexa prodded.
"That we aren't sure of ma'am," Monty replied, "her parents said that maybe we could talk to a friend of hers who works at Marie Laveau's, one Zoe Monroe."
"Then that's where we start. Monty, you and Wells head into town to talk to Zoe. The rest of you, start going through evidence and see if there is anything that points towards the killer. Look for anything, and report everything." With that final thought, Lexa dismissed the group to start working.
The next morning, Lexa woke up with a massive headache. She had spent most of the night pouring over the case files of the 3 girls looking for any link she could find. She had come up with nothing and was getting frustrated. She stretched out on her bed and listened to the sounds of Jackson Square below. She loved living right above Jackson Square, there was always music playing. Some people thought it was weird to live near a church, but the history of the area was great, plus, Café du Monde was right around the corner. Lexa groaned as she sat up in bed, and trudged over to the shower. She let the hot water run over her to soothe her headache. After her shower she decided to go get some beignets. As she locked up her door, she glanced at the paintings along the fence. She waved at one of her favorite artists, Reggie, and walked towards Café du Monde. As she walked under the green awning, she heard a voice call her name.
"Lexa! Over here!" they called, and Lexa spun around to find the source of the voice. She stopped dead in her tracks as she saw Clarke sitting at one of the tables. She couldn't help the grin that spread across her face. She didn't think she would see the girl again for a while.
"Well are you going to come sit down?" Clarke asked, with a mischievous grin.
Lexa walked over towards the table, careful to avoid the pigeons that ran across the floor, and weaving through the many arms of people in the packed little café.
"Well good morning Green eyes, how was work last night?" Clarke asked
"Coffee…..need coffee…." Replied Lexa
Clarke laughed outright at that comment and Lexa threw her a glare, "Not a morning person are we?"
Lexa just shook her head and is Clarke knew she was going to join her, the waitress brought over two Café au lait's and two orders of beignets.
"Oh did I take someone's spot?" Lexa asked, confused as to why the waitress brought over so much.
"No, actually, I love it here. I planned to sit for awhile and people watch. This is the best place to do it." Clarke commented.
With the first sip of coffee, Lexa felt herself becoming human again. With a contented sigh, she placed the cup down on the table and turned her attention to the blonde seating in front of her.
"I do the same thing, its why I love living down here. Always something to watch or do or listen to. Never a dull moment in the city that care forget," she mused.
"Its so much different from New York. No one stopped moving up there it was always rush rush rush. Down here, people never stop either, but it seems to be at a slower pace. People stop to enjoy the scenery." Clarke said.
"Or they just stop calling people all together" another voice said with malice.
Both Lexa and Clarke turned to see who had made the venomous comment, and Lexa recoiled when she saw it was Ontari.
"Ontari…..what are you?" Lexa questioned, dumbfounded that she would run into her again, especially here.
"What? Cant say hi to an old friend? Too good for me now?" Ontari spat back.
"Well considering she was enjoying a breakfast with a new friend, that you so rudely interrupted," Clarke countered, "it would seem to me that she was preoccupied before you appeared."
"Who the fuck are you?" Ontari turned her glare onto Clarke, "Lexa's newest bimbo?"
"Ontari, get the fuck out of here" Lexa spat, "I don't need your obnoxious presence here. Go back to Costia and annoy her."
"Whatever…" Ontari said as she walked off.
"Well that one is a charmer!" Clarke said with sarcasm dripping off every syllable.
"Just….an old acquaintance of mine…" Lexa said with a hint of exhaustion in her voice. "I had really hoped never to see her again."
"Well lets not let her ruin the morning," Clarke said with a comforting tone, "back to the beignets! Before the pigeons get to them!" she said with a laugh.
Lexa felt her phone buzz, and looked down to see it was Gustus.
Gustus: Woods we have some new information, I think you should get over here.
Lexa: on my way!
With a sigh, Lexa looked at Clarke and said, "sorry to cut this breakfast short again, but duty calls."
With a forlorn smile, Clarke replied, "its okay, I'm sure we will run into each other again soon."
As Lexa climbed into the cab, she was surprised to see it was the driver she had had the night before.
"Well hello again Special Agent, long time no see" the cab drive said with his best smile
"Hello again," started Lexa looking at his credentials on the back of his seat, "Roan, how did I manage to get the same cab driver twice?"
"Luck of the draw ma'am. Where to today?" he asked
"Back to work. Do I need to tell you where to go again?" she replied.
"Nope I got it." Roan replied driving off while leering at her through the mirror.
"So is this about the girl they found off Rampart street this morning?" he asked.
"What?!" Lexa was caught off guard by the question. She hadn't known they had found another body.
"Yeah, the cops had the street shut down this morning, lots of crime scene tape and the coroner were there." Roan replied.
As they pulled up to the building, Lexa tossed a $20 to the cab driver, jumped out and practically sprinted into the building.
"Someone fill me in on what the hell happened?" she shouted. The team flew into action filling in their commanding officer on the newest developments to the case.