Stretching my arms above my head as I yawn, cracking my jaw while doing so, I rubbed my eyes from it's sleepy goop. Letting my arms fall to the side of my chair I quietly hummed as I took a quick glance at my clock; 7:04 p.m.
"That late, huh." I commented, my voice sounding loud to my ears in my silent office.
Shrugging, I cracked my neck, feeling a sweet sense of relief as I did, and thought about leaving. All the work I needed to get done was achieve, the new important files was organized with care, and last I checked I wasn't missing any vital meetings.
With a satisfied nod, I leapt off my chair and started grabbing my things. With a quick flick of my wrist my keys, wallet, and my favorite pen were in my old, worn-torn messenger bag. As I started moving towards my office door I froze in my tracks before turning around, walking a little, and picking up my black note book; brimming with colorful post-it notes. Nodding my head satisfied I made my way out of my office, putting my notebook with the rest of my stuff as I did.
I happily hummed as I made my way to the elevator, thoughts of coffee and reading plaguing my mind. Pushing the down arrow I patiently waited for the moving metal box.
"Hey! Vik! Hold the doors would you?" A familiar cheerful voice asked as I just stepped in the arrived elevator.
Any and all energy I had left evaporated from the call,'Great, good-bye precious coffee and books.' I mentally despaired; holding the door open.
As the man darted in and I got a good, I withheld my disappointed sigh. It was Chris Pacci, a pretty good friend of mine. Which meant saying no to any request would be harder to refuse. The last microscopic hope of relaxing with my favorite coffee and book drifted away with little to no hope of coming back.
"What'ya need?" I questioned, I figure if he needed something I should get it out of the way as soon as I could. I glanced at him through the corner of my eyes.
"Ouch!" Chris muttered as he rubbed the wrong side of his chest like I physically wounded him,"You do know that our friendship is more than just me asking you for favors right?"
I felt the need to sigh,"Yes I'm aware Chris. I'm just...tired, Its been a long Tuesday."
"Yess." I drawled before finally falling into to my need to sigh as Pacci frowned and looked at me in worry.
"Um Vik.. its a Wednesday." Chris said, tucking his folders under his arm as he brought his other hand to my forehead.
My eyes widen and snapped to the man next to me in surprise.
"Its a WHAT?!" I screamed while my hands flied to my face.
With a ding we were on the lobby floor, my face already flushed from the hard slap deepen even more when I felt the stares of my fellow workmates on me. Awkwardly waving I grabbed his arm and pulled us to the side before looking at him, ruffling my hair. "Jesus Christ, tell me your pulling my leg Chris."
"Ah..no, sorry." Chris apologized when all I did was rub my forehead, shuffling he suddenly frowned;"You're not running a fever...Have you even eaten or slept recently?"
All I could do was flinch at his concerned question, feeling guilty."Yes...Just not super recently." I mumbled out, the guilty feeling bloomed when Chris gave me a disproving look.
"Just ask me what you needed me too do and don't worry about me not eating, I swear I'll eat something as soon as I get done with the task you needed me too do, ok?" I added when I saw him opening his mouth to refuse and take back his request.
Chris sigh and nodded his head, removing the flies from under his arm he started handing them to me before retracting them; asking,"You swear you'll get something to eat as soon as your down?''
I rolled my eyes fondly,"Yes mother I swear."
"Fine. Here." He said handing me the files,"Do you think you can hand the one labeled Cold Case:Autopsy number xxx to Doctor Mallard?"
Grabbing them I shuffled the previously mention one to the top before asking."And the second one?"
"Well I need some help and since Gibb's team was busy on a different case I was wondering if you could help me and look into this?" Chris asked, watching my expression.
I nodded my head,"Its no problem, I'll hand this to Doctor Mallard put the other case file in my office and head home. After this case you want to get some beer?" I questioned whilst briefly looking into the case files.
Chris laughed and ruffled my hair,"Sure thing and thanks for the help. I appreciate it."