you banned homicide from spook territory until they started treated the unit with respect. There happened to be any truth to the rumor?”
Keegan let out a groan before she flopped down on the couch that lined the eastern wall in Sarah’s office. “I need a drink.”
“You’re preaching to the choir girl. I say we bust out of this place and get our drink on.”
“Can’t,” Keegan moaned mournfully. “I’ve got work in the morning and supernaturals to interview. I do not need some one deciding that I am doing my job impaired because they can smell alcohol on my breath from the night before.”
“Out of everything I know about you Spooks, that is the only downside of investigating shifters. They always know who you have been with or around, what you just ate and how long it has been since the last time you have had sex. The nosey bastards.”
Keegan chuckled at the joke, “But you have to admit, they are great in bed.”
“All animalistic and possessive.” Sarah mock shivered and grinned at the blush that she got out of Keegan. “Don’t pretend you aren’t into that stuff detective. Everyone has a wild side even they don’t show it.”
“Too true,” Keegan ran her fingers through her hair, “I’m tired of people.”
“Come work for me. You might be around people all day but they won’t talk back to you.” Sarah offered with a bright white smile.
“Why do things have to be so complicated? Why does it matter what a person is or isn’t? Why can’t the world just get along?” Keegan shifted in her seat to look at Sarah. “It just baffles my mind that the smallest difference can change the way you treat someone.”
“Why do I get the feeling that you are talking about what happened with a certain detective yesterday evening and not the rest of the world out side of Misery PD?” Sarah spun back towards her pile of paperwork and began scribbling out things that Keegan would need a medical dictionary to understand half of.
“He just made me so angry last night I went off. I never do that. Ever. You know how I am.”
Sarah nodded, “You just bottle things up until you can rant to me or you beat the ever loving shit out of someone at Diyo’s to feel better.”
“Let’s not let anyone ever hear you talk about the later.” Keegan stared up at the smooth tiled ceiling. “He has been so cold, uncommunicative and disrespectful since I think, key word, think he looked into my personnel files to figure out what I actually am.”
“Why didn’t you just tell him?” Sarah turned in her chair before toeing her shoes off and tucking her feet beneath herself. “Would it have caused that much trouble if you would have just told him?”
“Let’s remember what you said to me once you found out, “Don’t cut up my bodies, don’t walk out with one of them and we’ll be okay.” And that is probably the kindest reaction I have ever received when someone has learned that I’m a necromancer. Most of my own family still won’t talk to me.”
“Well you’ve never cut up or taken any of my corpses so we’re all good.” Sarah grinned happily at how their friendship began; snarky bickering and full of sass. “So go home, have a drink or six and don’t give a shit about what everyone else is thinking about you. A girl deserves a little me time and I say after the past few days that you have had, you deserve a drink.”
“Amen,” Keegan rolled off the couch and squeezed Sarah’s shoulder. “Don’t work your self too hard.”
Sarah snorted in amusement, “How about you take your own advice Morne.”
Maria was camped outside of Keegan’s house in her running SUV when Keegan arrived home. Keegan smacked her head against the steering wheel letting out a frustrated groan. She could already hear the lecture she was going to get for not having any sort of holiday decorations up. Biting her tongue, Keegan shut off her car and headed towards her mother’s hoping that the lecture wouldn’t be too bad and there would be something to soften the blow.
“Are you coming in?” Keegan let out a heavy sigh when her mother turned off her own car and followed behind her into the house. Keegan dropped her keys on the counter top before she pulled her badge and gun off her belt and set them on top of the refrigerator. “What are you doing here?”
“I figured