"You're in a chipper mood," Zoë commented as she pulled their car into the parking garage. Thalia looked at her partner, her cheeks hurt from how much she was smiling. Ever since they received their new order, Thalia was just happy. Very very happy.

"I am," Thalia agreed ecstatically. She got out of the car and looked at Zoë. "It's been a long fucking time coming."

"Remember to be professional," Zoë chided. "Do this by the book and don't give him any reason to get off the hook."

"I won't," Thalia swore. "I'm not going to fuck this up."

The two of them walked through the garage and into the police precinct. It was a bumbling mass of activity, but Thalia didn't mind as various creatures nearly ran her over to get out the doors or through the hallway. They stopped at the receptionist desk.

"We need to speak to your captain now," Zoë commanded as she flashed the warrant. The receptionist's eyes widened, but she nodded and pressed a button to buzz them in. Thalia walked into the elevator and leaned on the wall. As Zoë stepped inside, she glanced at Thalia.

"What?" Thalia asked.

"You may be in a good mood now, but you were upset about Hylla's help yesterday," Zoë commented.

"Yeah, I was. I still am. I get that she's Reyna's sister or whatever, but at the same time, she was a member of Exterminata. You know all the terrible shit they did, and we're just going to let her get away with it?" Thalia remarked with a shake of her head.

"We are," Zoë agreed. "That is one way to look at it. But, how many members of Exterminata would get away with their crimes if we didn't cut a deal with Hylla? We're losing one arrest, but at the same time, all of this information we are getting will allow us to finally cripple them. Have you seen the list of how many people we are going to bring to justice?"

"Yeah," Thalia grumbled. She shook her head. "I get it, okay? Please don't lecture me about it."

"I will not lecture you, but if you need to talk," Zoë offered. Thalia looked at her and sighed, her smile wavering as the elevator doors opened. She still nodded, though.

"I know. Thank you, Zoë. I appreciate having you as a partner, and I don't tell you that enough," Thalia confessed.

"I appreciate having you as a friend," Zoë returned. The widest of smiles came to Thalia's face, and it wasn't because they were ten feet from Captain Fat Fuck's office.

"And as a partner?" Thalia prompted.

"Only when I don't want to wring your neck."

"I'll take it."

Zoë stopped outside the police captain's office and knocked. She then pushed open the door without waiting for a response. The police captain looked up and glared. He had some of his sergeants around him. Their bullpen behind them was also packed.

Thalia could not wait for this.

"What the hell do you want?" the police captain demanded. Thalia couldn't stop her smile, and she grabbed her handcuffs. "Who the fuck-"

"Why don't you stand up for me," Thalia replied. "You're under arrest."

As the police captain stared at her, Thalia read him off his Miranda Rights. She made sure to clearly pronounce each and every word so that fucker understood how much deep shit he was in. The best part was that his sergeants looked upset about the development, but the second Thalia mentioned Exterminata, all of them looked disgusted.

Zoë forced the police captain to stand as he seemed to shrink further and further into his chair. And since Zoë was such an amazing partner, she allowed Thalia to be the one to put the handcuffs on. She couldn't keep the shit eating off of her face, and as the police captain was turning to face her, he spat in her face.

Zoë quickly stepped forward, but Thalia just smirked and wiped her face. She spoke, "I guess we can add assault to all of your charges."

"I'll make sure Exterminata fucks your world!" the police captain snapped. "That little bitch brother of yours will end up on a dissection table, and I'll make sure they fuck you like the whore you are! You fucking little-"

The police captain's legs suddenly fell out from underneath him, and he fell face-first into his desk. A shriek left him as his nose busted. Thalia looked at Zoë, who just gave her a shrug. Zoë spoke, "You should watch your step."

All of the sergeants had averted their gaze. Zoë picked the police captain up and led him away. Thalia kept the huge grin on her face as she followed. Things couldn't get any better from here.

"I believe the two of us have had a misunderstanding," Ma Gasket began. The werewolf across the table from her raised an eyebrow. "Someone framed you for killing my sons."

"I told you that I didn't kill them!" Lycaon hissed. Ma Gasket held up a hand.

"If you think that I gone and fucked with any of your boys, would you wait around or come right at me?" Ma Gasket questioned. Lycaon grunted and crossed his arms. "Someone wanted us to fight, and they won. Your cop friend bailed us out, but he can't do it again."

"I heard."

"The more I think about this, the more I think that one of Chiron's cronies set us up. The old bastard is too chicken shit to do it himself, so one of his workers must have done it."

"Then, we kill them all," Lycaon growled.

"No. I don't care about anyone but the prick who killed my sons. I'm gonna make them pay for it," Ma Gasket promised. "And, I'm thinking it was that ugly fuck Clarisse. My people told me she used to be military: a bad fucking bitch. She also told me there'd be 'consequences' if I didn't stay away from her bar. She was talking about this!"

"Nah. That was a werewolf job, and there's a little half-breed cunt right there. It was Jason," Lycaon declared, a frown twisting his face. "Or, that other bitch that was with him; the new girl."

"The new door person," Ma Gasket muttered. "She's had problems with both of us, but I don't think a scrawny twig like that could take out my two boys."

"Let's fuck up Clarisse first. Then, maybe we'll get the others," Lycaon suggested. "If she don't fess up, I guess we just have to go get one of the others to squeal."

"We have to be smart about this," Ma Gasket stated. Lycaon shrugged and didn't look too concerned. "Oh, I don't give a shit if we get arrested after this, but we have to make all of them pay."

"You might get arrested. I won't," Lycaon stated.

"That's fine with me," Ma Gasket stated. "As long as I get that murderous fucker's blood on my hands."