A/N so this chapter wound up quite modified because it seems halfway through I completely forgot about the whole trial of our serial killer. Comes from writing at 11pm during commercial breaks in CJ reruns, especially cause I'm so busy doodling random observations of the Garret/Jordan variety in the margins I'm prone to forget large chunks of plot. Thanks to jtbwriter for not only being the only one to consistently review (hint hint) but for pointing that out!
"Hey, I just landed at Logan." No sooner had the plane touched down and the pilot had given the all clear for cell phones had she whipped hers out and dialed his number.
"Hey, enjoy the City, as you so fondly call it?" She grinned.
"Dropped him off, got on the plane." She made her way towards the exit, trying to fight her way through the swarm of people at the baggage claim. Why she had to fight through them when she had no luggage she had no clue, but airports never quite made a lot of sense.
"I just finished up with the last bit of paperwork, want me to pick you up?" She shrugged.
"I can catch a cab."
"It's nothing." She shrugged. "I can go for a drink though. Hang on, Renee's calling, probably wondering if I worked on my goddamn testimony on the plane. I hate it the way she gets so wrapped around a case. I'm a workaholic, but even I'm not that bad." A laugh was heard from the other end of the line.
"I'll be there in about twenty." She nodded and sat on a bench, ending the call with the one and starting the call with the other.
"Trial's gotten pushed up to Thursday." She sat for a second processing the information.
"Thursday, as in, two days away?"
"Thursday, as in the day after tomorrow." That was not good.
"Right." She said, not being able to say anything else.
"So you need to figure out what all that medical jargon is, and be able to tell the court all of it. Especially cause you're the first one up." She groaned.
"Why me?"
"Because I figured I'd be doing you a favor getting you out of the way." She rolled her eyes.
"Gee, thanks."
"Vicky, c'mon, we need to win this."
"It's not hard to do so, but if it makes you happy, I'll spend all day tomorrow going over all those fancy little medical terms and pointing out all the gruesome details."
"Something tells me you'll be doing that with one certain doctor." She laughed.
"Speak of the devil, I've got to go." She said as she noticed the familiar SUV pulling up. She heard Renee laugh as she hung up. "Hey." She kissed him as she climbed in.
"You look upset, your brother that bad?" She laughed.
"No, just that the trial got moved to Thursday. Which means I have to spend all day tomorrow wading through the case files and making sense of all the various injuries." She looked at him hopefully.
"Let me guess, you would like me to help." She grinned.
"What? You're the chief, you know all this stuff, been a long time since I was in med school, you, me, your couch, and work." He thought about it.
"Aren't you supposed to be the one making sure that work gets done?" She laughed.
"Work will get done, I've got no choice but to actually do work tomorrow, as I can't go into that courthouse knowing nothing. Why do you guys have to be such rule breakers? If it wasn't that Bug is the only ME working for you whose competency can not be called into question I wouldn't have to be stressing over this." He smiled. "No offense to you."
"None taken." He said, and they lapsed into silence. She grinned, the grin of a hopeless fool in love.
No, not love. Infatuation. She knew that's all it was. She wanted it to be love, but she knew the difference between love and lust, and that it was foolish to confuse the two, that mistaking lust for love lead to far too many broken hearts. But he had all the things that her previous fiancées had.
He was good looking, if in an unconventional way. He had a good job, he was no stranger to steady relationships, he was smart, witty, had a great sense of humor, everything that all her previous flames had been. The more she thought about their relationship the more the doubts creeped in.
He was so much like all of her previous boyfriends, he was another one in the string. Just like them, good looking, nice, humble enough to not be an ass but he knew how to take a compliment, he was good at what he did, and he had a good job, he seemed to enjoy being with her. It was everything her previous boyfriends, every single man who's ring she had worn on her finger had been.
But she put those thoughts from her mind, she was happy when she was around him. She couldn't second guess her relationship, not when she had a more pressing issue, namely the trial. She had him now, that was important, he made her happy, she needed to be happy to put up with Renee badgering her about making sure she didn't screw up the medical bits. So she put all thoughts out of her mind as she invited her into her house for a drink.