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8:30 pm Sal's Restaurant Day 3
Elizabeth picked at her food with her fork. Gavin grew concerned as she continued this through the course of the meal.
Sipping at her wine all she could think about was her Bobby. The sweat smell of sex and sweat, his heart beating rhythmically against her ear. She squirmed in her seat at the thought of it.
"What's wrong? Is it.?"
"I'm..I'm going to be fine. Gavin."
Leaning forward he brushes a tear from cheek. "He's going to pay for what he did you, I promise."
Elizabeth bit the inside of her cheek. Looking up she meets his eyes and nods. "I know."
10 am MCS Day 4
Deakins stared through glass panes observing his detectives work. His gut told him something wasn't right, that a piece was missing from the puzzle. He watches Eames sit at her desk looking up every few seconds, hoping to be greeted with a familiar tilt of the head, or waving hands. Only to be disappointed. He knew she missed him, not only at a professional level but at a personal one too. He tired to convince himself he was just bored. Yet his attention kept diverting back to the empty desk. Muttering a 'damn.' before returning to his desk, he knew Goren's absence would affect everyone. Even those who refused to believe they would never be touched by the off beat detective. Even him.
Ring.
"Deakins."
Eames enteres to drop off her paperwork. Deakins motions for her to stay.
"Thank you." Angrily slamming down the phone, pulls open his desk drawer and swallows two Excedrin-dry.
Eames stood still, knowing the news to come next was probably bad.
"At 8 am this morning Mrs. Elizabeth Hitchens was admitted to the hospital, complaining about severe pain. A rape kit revealed, vaginal bruising and bleeding."
The Captian's words trailed off, Eames remained calmed and tried not to fall. But it was too much to take in, her partner.and rape.she collapsed into the chair. Throwing her arms up and into her face she broke down and cried. Deakin's watched, he knew it only a matter of time before this happened. He had no words to comfort her with, because no words could possibly ease the infinite pain. No words at all.
8:30 pm Sal's Restaurant Day 3
Elizabeth picked at her food with her fork. Gavin grew concerned as she continued this through the course of the meal.
Sipping at her wine all she could think about was her Bobby. The sweat smell of sex and sweat, his heart beating rhythmically against her ear. She squirmed in her seat at the thought of it.
"What's wrong? Is it.?"
"I'm..I'm going to be fine. Gavin."
Leaning forward he brushes a tear from cheek. "He's going to pay for what he did you, I promise."
Elizabeth bit the inside of her cheek. Looking up she meets his eyes and nods. "I know."
10 am MCS Day 4
Deakins stared through glass panes observing his detectives work. His gut told him something wasn't right, that a piece was missing from the puzzle. He watches Eames sit at her desk looking up every few seconds, hoping to be greeted with a familiar tilt of the head, or waving hands. Only to be disappointed. He knew she missed him, not only at a professional level but at a personal one too. He tired to convince himself he was just bored. Yet his attention kept diverting back to the empty desk. Muttering a 'damn.' before returning to his desk, he knew Goren's absence would affect everyone. Even those who refused to believe they would never be touched by the off beat detective. Even him.
Ring.
"Deakins."
Eames enteres to drop off her paperwork. Deakins motions for her to stay.
"Thank you." Angrily slamming down the phone, pulls open his desk drawer and swallows two Excedrin-dry.
Eames stood still, knowing the news to come next was probably bad.
"At 8 am this morning Mrs. Elizabeth Hitchens was admitted to the hospital, complaining about severe pain. A rape kit revealed, vaginal bruising and bleeding."
The Captian's words trailed off, Eames remained calmed and tried not to fall. But it was too much to take in, her partner.and rape.she collapsed into the chair. Throwing her arms up and into her face she broke down and cried. Deakin's watched, he knew it only a matter of time before this happened. He had no words to comfort her with, because no words could possibly ease the infinite pain. No words at all.