Ingrid wasn't into him, she was into Fillmore. And he hated it...
When Ingrid returned to HQ her mind was blank of all thoughts. She didn't even notice Anza stare at her as she entered. There was too much inside her head, her mother had been found- dead in a ditch. She was to spend a week with her grandparents in Seattle. For the mourning, only the mourning. She was to pack up her things and leave the next day.
She smiled when Anza came up to her desk eyebrow cocked- it wasn't the only thing. "Where are you going Third?" He asked nonchalantly, but making her wish for more. Ingrid knew the only thing she would miss in the entire school was him; even all the fun of being on the safety patrol, the girls-only lunches with Tehama. Everything was worth wasting- he wasn't, Joseph didn't know it but she thought so "Mother's dead so I'm going to go stay with her parents" She answered nonchalantly , as chilly as him.