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"Are you sure this is the place?", Dempsey asked when they were already inside.

"Yes. I saw them hide the bags behind those boxes", Harry said.

He followed her and saw the bags hidden in the corner.

"What are you doing?", she tried to stop him when he reached out for the bag.

"I want to see what's inside", he said.

"You can't"

"I can and I will", he said. "We have to make sure it's illegal what they're doing here"

"I'm telling you it's illegal. Isn't it enough?"

"No", he said and opened one of the bags carefully.

"So? What do you see?", she asked, looking at the door if no-one's coming.

"Well, well, well", he said.

"what?"

"You were right"

"I told you so", she said triumphantly. "So what is it?"

"Heroin", he replied after tasting some of the white powder.

"Really?", she sounded surprised. "Well, now we have to catch them"

"Ok, so let's sit in that corner over there. It'll give us a good view of the room and the entrance", he suggested after he had closed the bag and put it away.

She followed him and watched him rearrange the boxes so that they could have a good observation point. They sat down on the floor and waited.

"What if no-one turns up?", he asked.

"Well, you can then say you've spent amazing time in the Natural History Museum", she said.

"How about I say that I spent an amazing night with you?, he grinned.
"Go ahead"

"It wouldn't worry you?"

"No", she smiled. "No-one would believe you anyway"
"I wouldn't believe it myself", he sighed. "I mean … if we had"

"In your dreams, Dempsey", she said.

"Mmm, I love such dreams", he smiled looking at her suggestively.

Harry rolled her eyes over.

"Don't you ever give up?"

"Never", he assured, her. "And I believe in dreams. Do you?"

"Do I what?"

"Do you believe in dreams?"

"Not really", Harry said.

"What do you believe in then?"

"You're in a very contemplative mood", she noticed.

"You like it?

"I'm not used to this", she replied.

"Glad I can still surprise you", he smiled. "Do you remember the first stakeout we did together?"

"No, but I remember the worst one we did - at the garbage dump", she said. "I remember freezing to death"

"Only because you didn't want to sleep with me in the car"

"I had no choice", she said.

"What would your choice be today?", he asked.

"Luckily I don't have to make it"
"That was when I almost flew back to New York", he said after a while.

"Yep"

"Were you glad I didn't?", he asked.

"Why didn't you?"

"I told you – I couldn't find my lucky silver dollar"

"So if you ever find it, you will fly back home?"

"It depends"

"On what?"

He stared into her eyes for a long while pondering his thoughts.

"Many things", he finally said. "It's kind of complicated"

"What isn't?", she said quietly.