"So, what are you? Above it all, hmm?"
"No. I would say below, actually."
"You've got a rotten self image."
Whistler is stunned. He had thought even obliquely hinting at his...let's say non-human heritage would frighten the lovely public servant out of his apartment and his life. She's been joking about it all night but "self-image" is the first time he hears that she's been drinking. He's about to suggest that they call it a night, because, demon or no, he's got some principles. He's not some Fyarl, looking to drag her off to his cave, no matter what. But then, she kisses him, really lays it on, and the blood leaves his brain for points south.
"Wow," he says, breathlessly. "What was that?"
"I'll kiss it. And make it better." Like with Beau. It was good with Beau. And stupid, too. He was her partner. And married. Someday, she was going to Cop Hell for that.
Someday, she was going to Cop Hell for that.
(I lovelovelove the double meanings on this one....)
Oh, Erika, I'd marry you but then you'd have to take my babies too. Better if you marry Deb, as long as you keep cranking it out.
Wow. And you don't even know who Kay is, right?(I think you should do something about this, too, btw.)That's huge. Cause, ok, otherwise I could say that I'm a talented mimic, right? Or that somehow through the giant hivemind mindmeld, I'd found Deb's...buttons.(heh, heh, I said buttons.)
I always thought it was cool that Kay had a better percentage of convictions on the white board than Pembleton.
I always loved that Frank and Kay were so competitive about clearing cases.
Yep, me too.(She had the perfect streak, right? I think that's right. Despite writing this, my canon's like the thing that's not, right now.)
She had the perfect streak but - ok, let's see if my brain has this right, or close to right. When someone died - might have Bolander - the cases were parceled out and she got a cold one and she and Frank went head to head because there was no way she was leaving it sitting there under her name, unsolved....
That could get ugly...seeing how stubborn they both are.(Or I should say, I bet it did.)
Wow. And you don't even know who Kay is, right?(I think you should do something about this, too, btw.)
I promise, I will do something about it, someday. Maybe even this year someday.
