Chap. 6
AN: (I can't take credit for the bullet scene. It's from the movie- The Relic)
Jason bagged the evidence and rode silently to the station with Mimi. They dropped the knife off at the lab and headed upstairs. There wasn't any word of an arrest yet.
With her cover blown, Mimi headed for the women's locker room to remove her disguise. She peeled off her wig and shook her shoulder length auburn hair free. Mimi stepped under the hot spray of the shower and thought about what all had just happened. With luck, the perp would be picked up tonight, but if he wasn't it was only a matter of time. They should be able to pull a solid set of prints off the knife. Mimi's thought's soon turned to Jason.
He had only been back for a matter of hours, but it seemed like he had never left. She was thinking about the kiss that they shared. Mimi had never felt anything like that before.
Jason sat in Mimi's chair with his feet propped up on her desk. His suit jacket hung from the back, forgotten. Jason sighed tiredly and scrubbed his hands over his face. 'This is the worst part,' he thought, 'the waiting.'
Jason reached up and loosened his tie and undid the first button on his shirt. He looked up and saw Mimi heading towards him. She had showered and changed. Now she wore a Salem P.D. t-shirt and sweats. Her holster rested on her hip. She had scrubbed her face clean of all the makeup and Jason thought that she never looked better.
Mimi saw Jason looking very comfortable in her chair at HER desk. She glared at him as she approached.
"Your in my chair."
He grinned up at her, "Yeah, I know. It's a nice chair."
Mimi knocked his feet off her desk and sat in Robinson's chair. The two desks faced each other. Mimi kicked back, "Any word yet?"
Jason shook his head, "No not yet. They lost the guy on the interstate, and that lab guy, Howard? Said that it might take 24 hours to get a print matched up."
Mimi sighed, "Looks like it's time for coffee. You want some?"
"That would be great. Thanks."
Mimi got up and fixed the coffee. When she got back, Jason was looking at something on her desk.
Jason picked up a glass cube that held what looked to be a bullet. "Is this a bullet?"
Mimi nodded.
"So why do you have it encased? Does your bullet have a story?"
Mimi tipped back in her chair, "Well, I was on the beat my rookie year, and I saw this guy who had locked his keys in his car while it was running. What I didn't know was that the guy had just robbed a liquor store a couple blocks away. Well, when I went up to help him, he was concentrating so hard that he didn't see me until I was like right up on him. He turned and shot me at point blank range. But, it didn't pop. It didn't fire, that bullet right there."
Jason couldn't believe what she was saying, "So what did you do?"
Mimi grinned, "Took the gun away from him and beat the sh!t out of him."
Jason and Mimi both laughed. "Later, I had forensics test the bullet. Nothing was wrong with it. It should have fired and I should be dead."
Jason whistled, "Damn, Lockhart. I guess I'm more thankful for you being here than I thought."