A/N: I know it's a short one today but this is just how it felt best. Please review, it's my 19th birthday today - just think of it as a birthday present! :D
Two days later, tragedy struck.
It was 4pm, and Grace was working on some paperwork from a case that they had just solved. Terry was sat reading through some witness statements, Max was searching a name through the computer, Banksy was reading the newspaper, and Mickey and Stevie were playing a game of catch with a tennis ball that seemed to have appeared out of nowhere. Neil, meanwhile, was sat in his office with a mountain of paperwork that had to be completed, so he was fully focused on the task at hand, not even looking up to check that the detectives outside his office were working.
Then Grace's phone rang. As she reached over to pick it up, her heart sunk as she saw that the caller ID read 'Mum'. Please, not today, Grace thought to herself. It's her birthday tomorrow. But as she pressed the 'accept call' option, she knew it was coming, and braced herself as her mum's voice came to her down the phone, sounding choked up with tears.
"Grace? It's time."