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After spending a cordial lunch with the members of the precinct Elsa and Jack returned to their office in high spirits. Elsa walked around to her desk and watched as her partner threw his belongings in a pile behind him.
"Why do you always have to leave such a big mess behind you everywhere you go?" She said rolling her eyes.
"Because otherwise, people wouldn't know where I have been Miss Snow." Jack answered with a cheeky smile on his face.
"Do you know what I don't understand Detective Frost?" She said leaning over her desk with a grin on her face.
"What would that be?"
"I don't understand why you find it so difficult to call me Detective Snow." She answered throwing a piece of crumpled paper at him, which hit him in the centre of his forehead.
Jack was taken aback by her sudden carefree behaviour and a look of surprise covered his features as he bent down to pick up the piece of paper.
"Did you really just throw this piece of paper at me, Detective Snow?" He asked.
Elsa looked down at her hands and then looked straight into her partner's eyes with a glint in her eyes. "I guess I did."
"And did you really think that I wouldn't retaliate?" He said quickly throwing the offensive piece of paper back in Elsa's direction. The paper ball didn't even make it halfway across the room before it came to a dead-end leaving the two of them looking at Jack's failure of a throw.
"That didn't go so well for you." Elsa said trying to hold back a laugh.
"Whatever." Jack paused, "Miss Snow."
The two of them laughed and settled down to continue working on the open cases. After about a minute of working, Elsa's train of thought was disrupted by Jack suddenly erupting from his chair and walking over to the evidence board in the middle of the room.
"Everything okay?" She asked.
Jack didn't answer and seemed deep in thought as he stared in front of him with his hand under his chin.
"Detective Frost?"
His head slowly turned away from the board and he walked over to his desk, took his chair and put it down beside Elsa's desk. He sat down on his chair and leaned forward capturing her attention.
"What's wrong." She said with a worried look.
Jack took a moment before answering. "I'm really sorry Snow, but I don't understand how Pitch isn't involved in this."
Elsa was taken aback by the statement her partner had just made. She didn't know how it would be possible to explain to him without him witnessing the event from the previous night, and for that to happen Jack would need to be with her to see it.
Not noticing that Elsa was deep in thought, Jack continued his train of thought. "I mean, did you ever ask him if he was involved?" He said with a perplexed look on his face.
"Pardon me?" Elsa asked not having heard him.
"Did you ever ask him directly if he was involved in the cases?" He repeated.
Once again Elsa had not been prepared for what her partner was saying.
"I guess not." She responded quietly.
"Why not? Jack said throwing his arms in the air.
The movement of the arms was enough for Elsa to understand that her partner wasn't understanding the relationship between her and Pitch.
"I didn't ask him because I was scared and I wanted him out of my house." She said in a manner that took Jack aback.
As soon as she finished talking she could tell that Jack felt bad about pushing her.
"I'm sorry." He said sitting back in his chair letting a loud sigh out. "You have to understand how hard it is for me to see him as a decent guy."
Unfortunately, she understood Jack all too well. After all of the years of torment and mental abuse she had received in her youth from Pitch, she knew how hard it was to paint him out as a decent guy. The simple fact was that Pitch waa not a decent guy, and the fact that Pitch worried for her safety definitely did not make him a decent guy in her eyes.
"Jack, Pitch is not a decent guy." She paused. "He's a monster and you shouldn't ever doubt that."
Jack looked up at his partner who was looking away from him. Ever since their conversation about Pitch, he had been trying to understand the dynamics of their relationship and it wasn't until he saw her now that he realised how scared she must be having to see Pitch uninvited.
"I'm sorry for pushing you." He said sincerely, putting a hand on her arm to reassure her.
She looked down at his hand and then into his eyes before turning away again.
"It's okay Frost, you are trying to do your job."
There was a long pause between the two of them before she spoke again, this time with more reassurance in herself.
"I don't even know if he's telling me the truth to be honest."
"Is there any way you could get him down to the precinct for an interview?" He asked, already knowing the answer.
Elsa almost laughed at the question, "No way. The only way to get him talking would be one on one and in private."
Suddenly Jack had an idea. "What if you go undercover?" he blurted out quickly.
Elsa didn't say anything but Jack could see that she was thinking about what he had just said.
She shook her head. "He knows what I look like and I'm almost sure that he knows what you look like too."
"No, no, I meant that you could go out and meet him and record the conversation secretly."
Elsa's eyebrows were raised as she contemplated his suggestion.
"I actually think you might be on to something. Hang on let me run home and see what I can do." She stood up and started to gather her things. She walked towards the door but was stopped by Jack who pulled her back and stopped her from leaving.
"What are you doing?" She asked.
"I am making sure that whatever you are doing is safe." He said not letting go of her arm. "Where are you going?"
"Pitch stationed someone at my door at all times to ensure my safety. I am going to ask them to organise a meeting between me and Pitch on his terms so that he isn't suspicious." She said never breaking eye contact with him.
Jack let go of her. "That's a great plan but you need to make sure that you stay safe. What if Pitch becomes suspicious as to why you are contacting him?"
Elsa was taken aback by her own stupidity and how she hadn't even thought of that outcome. "You're right. What should I say?"
Jack was surprised that for once, Elsa was asking him for help. "I um, I guess I would pretend that you felt unsafe."
"Great idea. Okay, I'm off." She said almost running out of the door.
Before his partner was out of earshot he called out her name. She stopped and faced him.
"Be safe." He said.
Elsa paused and looked into his eyes comforted that someone actually cared about her. "I will."
The drive back to her apartment was tense as she thought of all the possible different outcomes that could come from this confrontation. She knew that Pitch wasn't stupid and she definitely knew not to get on the wrong side of him.
She got onto the elevator and waited nervously as it slowly made its way up to the tenth floor. As soon as the doors opened she was greeted by the cold grey corridor decorated with a single person dressed in a black suit standing outside of her front door. She slowly walked forward and took a deep breath as she approached the man.
"Excuse me sir." She said with as much confidence as she could muster.
The man slowly turned to face her and looked her up and down.
"What is it?" He responded coldly.
"I want to talk to Pitch."
The man's eyebrow's shot up and he gave her a hard glare.
"Go inside and I will see what I can do."
Elsa took her keys out of her pocket and unlocked her door. She walked in and shut it behind her. Through the door, she could hear the muffled voice of the man talking to someone on the phone. Suddenly she heard footsteps approach the door and she jumped away pretending she was taking off her jacket.
The door pushed open and the man handed her a phone.
She shakily brought the phone up to her ear and took another deep breath. "Pitch?" She said.
"What's wrong?" He asked in a worried tone. "Do you need help?"
The fear that Elsa was feeling caused her to start breathing heavily. This was too much for her.
"Elsie?" She heard Pitch call out her name. "Elsie!"
"Yes." She said in a shaky voice.
"Elsie, what's wrong?" He asked again this time calmer than the previous time.
"I um, I need to see you." She said her voice going high-pitched as she held back tears.
"Why what's going on?" He said. Elsa could hear his skeptic voice over the line.
"I'm scared." She said sniffling.
"Scared of what?"
"I'm scared that I will be the next person killed." She paused. "I need to see you. You can help me."
There was silence over the line and for a moment she thought that she messed up and that somehow Pitch knew that she was lying to him.
"Oh Elsie, I knew that you needed my help. I was waiting for you to call. What you need is to get out of the house. You should come to visit me, I'm busy tonight with a ball but I can cancel it." There was a pause before he spoke again. "I would do anything for you."
The words caused a chill to go through Elsa's whole body. She knew that if she went to Pitch's house and something happened nobody would be at the scene to help her. The only way she saw herself getting out of this was to go to the ball."
"Pitch I don't know where you live and I won't let you cancel your plans for me." She said trying to coerce him into something more public. "Which ball is it? You know how much I enjoy dressing up."
Even though Pitch used to know when Elsa was lying when she was younger, it was clear that it was no longer the case. He seemed to be swallowing up her fake act as she used her fear of Pitch in her favour.
"It's a charity ball. You know where they invite the richest of the rich and wait for them to donate all of their savings. You know what?" He paused, "You should come with me."
How Pitch managed to get invited to this event was unknown to Elsa. Why anyone would want him there was also beyond her.
With a shaky breath responded, "That would make me feel so much safer."
"Alright Elsie, I will have someone pick you up at your apartment at eight. Can't wait to see you."
Before he could say anything else, she hung up and ran to give the phone back to its owner.
"Thanks." She said.
Instead of going back into her apartment she locked the door and as she turned to leave the man blocked her exit.
"Where are you going?" He asked.
She ducked under him and faced him on the other side. "I left my phone at work."
Satisfied with her answer the man went back to his position.
"It's Weasleton by the way." He shouted her way.
She didn't answer him and waited to be off the elevator before she let herself relax.
'Conceal don't feel' She told herself as she got into her car.
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