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The blistering heat that engulfed Washington DC didn't escape the George Washington Hospital. 60 degree heat shone down from the cloud free sky and even the usual smart suited business men had changed from their white button down shirts and ties to loose fitting tops and shorts. Yet the blistering, uncomfortable heat did noting to hinder Hermione's mood.
The metaphorical net was closing in on Hollings and Mussetti's alibi was weakening by the day. She sighed, she almost felt relieved that the cases would be over. She thought back to what Harry had said about her moving in with him, even if it was just temporarily, and needed time to think about it. She knew she had a good ability to de-compartmentalise but with two new cases, the new book deal to deal with and getting her apartment back in order it was enough to make any normal person's head explode. Hermione however knew that with her IQ she would never be considered normal.
She pushed open the double doors of the Hospital, narrowly avoiding the screaming children and the flustered father that barrelled past her, and breathed in the fresh morning air. The familiar standard FBI SUV greeted her, the platinum blond head of hair of Draco clearly seen through the open window.
"Are you coming Granger?" He said, his voice seemed a little different, more gruffer as if he had just recovered from a bad cold, large obtuse black sunglasses covered the majority of his face. "Had your fill of Potter for today?"
Hermione raised an eyebrow, Draco was never this cold towards her, even when they first met. "I don't know what you're talking about Draco." She said, in the same dry tone that he had used for her before climbing into the passenger side.
Without a word, Draco started the engine, slamming his foot on the accelerator just at the moment when she had clipped in her seatbelt. Recovering just at the final moment she threw a disgruntled look in Draco's direction. His hands gripped the steering wheel tightly, the gear changes sharp and almost uncomfortable, his driving style much more erratic than before.
They made it to the familiar sight of Hollings' flat in record time, Draco's new found driving style getting them through the busy lunchtime traffic in less than five minutes if Hermione's watch was any indication. All the time he didn't say a word to her, jamming the car to a stop before jumping out, not bothering to look back at her of even lock the car.
Hermione exited the SUV at a more slower pace, seeing Draco up ahead barking orders to members of the FBI SWAT team and fellow agents, and inwardly shrugged. 'Must be the tension of finally catching his guy.' She thought wordlessly taking the FBI bullet proof vest and slipping it on, tying it up the way that Harry had taught her a long time ago, before following the men into the building.
BOOM!
The tall, well built FBI agent slammed his size 12s into the front door, the resounding crack echoing in her ears as the SWAT team charged in, kicking the now broken door away their guns switching from left to right as they searched for Hollings.
"Clear!" The tall agent said, his shout echoed around the small five man team, turning to face Draco as he too made his way into the flat, closely followed by Hermione.
Draco growled, his teeth bared as he stared at the empty flat. "He took off." He said, more to himself than anything, ripping the sunglasses from his face and rubbing his tired eyes.
Hermione moved past him, noticing the open drawer in the small writers desk at the side of the room. She took a sharp intake of breath, blinking almost incredulously at the sight before her.
"Draco." She said, calling the other man over to her and handing him the folded map, the red circle clear for all to see. "He marked the same part of town we found the other victim."
She felt him nod, still slightly uncomfortable with how close he seemed to be standing yet chose to ignore it. "He's going after someone else." He turned to the SWAT team behind him, "I want all this bagged." He ordered, indicating the desk next to them and everything on it.
"Right," The SWAT team commander said, also turning to his team. "Let's go boys."
BEEP BEEP! BEEP! Hermione's cell phone interrupting her examination of the map.
"Granger." She said briskly into the phone, not noticing Draco narrow his eyes as he watched her intently.
"We found the key." Neville's excited voice came from the other end, the words coming out of his mouth at a million miles per hour. "FBI said Hollings never returned to claim them. It matches the bone damage exactly."
Hermione pursued her lips. Why didn't Hollings come to collect the keys? They where the most conclusive evidence in tying him to the crimes. It seemed stupid to Hermione that a master serial killer like David Hollings would want such vital and incriminating information to be in the hand of the enemy. "And it's definitely one of Hollings keys?"
"Yes, Hodgins tried to retrieve DNA from it but he says it was dipped in some kind of chemical bath to remove anything organic."
"Good work Neville."
The younger man sighed into the phone, seemingly torn about whether to say anything more or not. He chose the former. "Maybe you should come in now, Dr. Granger."
Hermione rolled her eyes. This was Harry's doing, putting the fear about her life (and their own) into her colleagues. She needed another word with him about this over protectiveness. "I'll be fine, Neville. Any luck with the bullet?"
She felt Draco step behind her again, once more invading her personal space, his breath hot against her neck. "Do you want to go back to the lab until we get any other news? It will be safer there."
Hermione nodded, stepping slightly away from him, trying to create space between them again. "Actually Neville, I'll see you in a few minutes."
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