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Catherine sat in the break room poring over a case file. Needless to say, she was startled when a hand appeared just inside her field of vision to place a Styrofoam container in front of her.
"Lunch time. Or did you forget you're supposed to eat on your breaks?"
She smiled at Warrick as she grabbed for the container. "Thanks. What'd you get?"
"Cheeseburger and fries, does the body good."
"Don't you mean milk?"
He laughed and dropped a carton of skim in the middle of the table. "That too."
She opened her lunch and the aroma of red meat and deep-fried potato skins wafted up. Her stomach growled in response and she sighed with pleasure.
"You sure know the way to a woman's heart Warrick."
"I thought it was a man's heart."
She grinned, stealing his line. "That too. Pass the ketchup, I just realized I'm starving."
He squeezed a liberal amount on his fries and handed it over just as she reached across the table to grab it. Their fingers brushed for just a second, but Warrick felt his heart skip a beat and Catherine's face flushed just the slightest pink. As the moment ended they felt their heart rate slow and their faces cool after the sudden rush.
Catherine took a bite of her burger and mulled it over as she went back to reading her file. Warrick picked up a fry and pointed it in the general direction of the sheaf of papers about to have ketchup dripped on them.
"Whatcha got?"
"That rape case you're working…apparently my DB did the dirty work."
He reached over to inspect the case file. "Looks like we'll be working closely tonight, then."
