Authors Note: Another fic from the recesses of my flash drive. This was, I think, meant to me the first of a 10 Ipod challenge fic. For some reason this was the only one in the file...not sure what happened to the other nine, if there ever was another nine. Anyway, based on and named for the Ji,i Hendrix song "Cocaine", 140 words

Cocaine-Jimi Hendrix

It was like some scene out of a cheesy movie. Cho was standing on the corner, trying his best to look like a lowlife thug strung out on whatever was handy and cheep, and Van Pelt was walking up and down the street offering her services to any paying customer who would come along. Really they were looking for a hooker killer, but it was still funny. At least it was to Jane. It wasn't to Lisbon who had broken her arm taking down their last 'John' that had taken Van Pelt up on her offer yesterday night. She was stuck at her desk, mandated medical leave. For at lest another two weeks she was on desk duty. So she was watching the team from a tiny computer screen in her office and snapping every time she heard Jane laugh.