"You could have warned me."- Bosco said, his voice full of reproach. They were heading outside the station to their car. Now they were passing Lieu's desk.
"I tried, don't blame me."- Monroe bit back.
"You could have tried harder."- he retorted harshly, hinting that he was a bit disappointed with her behaviour. She get him into this mess, she should find out the way to get him out of it. But all he got from Monroe was a mocking look.
"Try to read my lips next time."- Monroe said dryly.
"Thanks to you I'm sunk. She will make my life living hell now. "- Bosco wailed.
"You were asking for trouble with this big mouth of yours. Next time try to keep it shut when she is around."- she spat back.
"It's not that easy, you know."- Bosco answered genuinely. Every time she was there he just couldn't bite his tongue and stop as if he was possessed by devil.
"How could I put up with you for so long?"- Monroe asked unmoved and rolled her eyes to show her irritation.
Cruz made it to her office in a record time. Seeing her temper tantrum people tried to stay out of her way. Those who blocked it got knocked to the ground, bumped into, pushed or at least scolded. It was evident that she was furious and everybody pitied the one who provoked her. It wasn't such a secret who could be responsible for it. Only one person could evoke such rage in her. Poor Bosco caught it this time. You always have some compassion for the victim, right? The signal that she reached her den and the coast was clear and safe was a loud slamming of the door. It was better to leave her alone for a few hours. She would cool off and be back to her normal bitchy self.
As she shut the door to her office, Cruz leaned against it, supporting her back. What she heard hurt her deeply even though their love affair has been finished long time ago. There was no way it could last in that form, any form; they didn't treat each other seriously. See how it ended? He betrayed her trust, she used and manipulated him and finallythey were pointing guns at each other. It wouldn't work out even if they would say "let's start from the scratch and put the past behind". Simply there was to many things they couldn't forget let alone forgive each other. Not that she expected declaration of unconditional and eternal love from him. Funny, indeed.But the last events moved them one stage further, some kind of understanding started to develop. At first the way he behaved was confusing her, she closed that chapter of her life. But then something changed; she actually started to believe that… yeah that was indeed a good question what she dreamt up. Apparently she read too much between the lines, assigning deeper meaning to his action when it was pretty shallow.
"Don't be a drippy, whining idiot and get a grip on yourself."- she thought as she angrily wiped single tear running through her cheek.
"Screw him."- she said under her breath to herself. Her face tightened and determination could be seen in her eyes. She was probably thinking about every possible way to knock him down. Urge to pay him back irresistible, to show him how does it feel to be treated this way. It helped her to cool off. After an hour she was calm and exhausted, these thoughts racing in her mind and intense emotions were wearing her out. Cruz moved toward her desk and flipped through some reports but she still couldn't focus. Not on this. There was something that was repelling her from her work. As she looked around something caught her glance. She hesitantly extended her hand toward phone as if she was fighting an inner battle. She picked up the receiver and called a number scribbled on a scrap of paper. After third dial tone somebody picked it up. Immediately she started talking not giving the other person chance to say hello.
"Hey, um I gave some thought to what you asked me and you know maybe if the offer still stands I could say…YES."- she said softly, trace of nervousness in her voice.