Formal Complaints.

Hayden bit back a groan as she rolled on her side to look at the time on her alarm clock. She reached over to shut it off then rolled back over and snuggled into the blankets.

"I feel hungover as hell," she muttered to herself before sitting up, knowing that going back to sleep was a lost cause. She pulled her legs over the side of the bed then pulled herself into her chair, relishing in the fact that she no longer had to worry about tipping the chair over. She went into the bathroom to brush her teeth and then got ready for the day.

After a cup of tea, Hayden called for a taxi to work and gathered her belongings. She had a long day of paperwork ahead of her and was not looking forward to it.

Once at Scotland Yard Hayden greeted some of her coworkers before getting herself set up at her desk. She sighed as she pulled out her notes from her last case before she started to type them up.

It had been three weeks since they wrapped up 'The Blind Banker', as John had dubbed the case and Hayden found herself wanting another large case. When she was working with Sherlock she got to spend less time at Scotland Yard and thus less time with Anderson, who was her pseudo boss, and Donovan, who did not like her at all.

The duo had obviously taken a disliking for her and while she was okay with it on a personal level it was making her job difficult. She was tired of having to explain every single thought behind every single piece of evidence step by step for Anderson. Then to top it off Donovan's snide comments were becoming more offensive by the day.

"Hayden," the woman looked up at the greeting to see Lestrade, who looked on edge, she smiled at the man, hoping that it would help and she noted he seemed relieved with interest, "do you have a moment?"

"Anything I can do that's not paperwork I'm in."

She followed Lestrade into the man's office and watched as the man collapsed into his chair and rub his eyes. Hayden frowned then noticing how exhausted Lestrade looked.

"Lestrade, what's wrong?" Hayden asked when Lestrade didn't speak.

Lestrade took a deep breath before sitting up straighter to address Hayden, "Anderson and Donovan have filed an official complaint against you."

"What the fuck?" Hayden said quietly before continuing louder, "Why the fuck? When?"

She was surprised mainly because she wasn't sure what the official complaint would be about. The last time she had even talked to either of them was about a week ago after the last case that she had worked with them. She had been on loan to another department since then to help them profile a suspect.

"For obstruction of justice," Lestrade sighed, running a hand down his face, "apparently they think you're withholding evidence on a case."

"What case?" Hayden asked, mentally going over every case she'd worked with the degrading duo since she first showed up in this universe.

"The one from a week ago," Lestrade said, picking up a file from his desk and handing it to Hayden.

She opened the file and sighed, seeing that not all the paperwork was there. She looked up at Lestrade and raised an eyebrow at the man.

"How the fuck did they get hired here?" Hayden questioned, lifting the file for him to see, "I have one more week to finish this paperwork, as per agreement of my temporary transfer. No one was even arrested because both parties died!"

Lestrade nodded along, agreeing with Hayden, "Yes, however, since the complaint was filed you'll be on probation until it can be settled."

Hayden pinched the bridge of her nose and took a deep breath to keep from screaming. Despite her dislike of paperwork, her job was the only thing keeping her sane currently.

"Lestrade," Hayden said slowly, "if I see those two while I collect my things I make no promises on what I may do to them."

"Understood," Lestrade nodded, rising from his chair and striding to the door, "I'll pretend I see nothing."

"You're my favorite boss," Hayden smiled, patting Lestrade on the elbow.

"I'm your only boss," Lestrade quipped with a grin.

"Not technically no," Haden returned in a singsong voice, "just be glad you're my favorite."