Sunday, December 18, 2005

Communication

So, a few things happened since I last checked in. Email, phone and face-to-face.

Just to make matters worse, later that night, I got a anonymous email from an untraceable account. It had a file attached, so I opened it - and heard a song called "Goodbye, My Lover." If I wasn't already shaken and sick, this would have done it. If it was sent by the Wallace nutcase - but how would the nutcase know...? There are two people who would understand why that would kill me. And I'm one.

So I called the other, again. KD was still half asleep, and she assured me that she hadn't been talking about us to anybody strange - well, stranger than me, at any rate. I know I caught her off guard because she forgot to insult me with her usual vigor. She just asked if it was ok for her not to come early, that I'd be all right here, and said that she'd be in Friday. She even muttered, "It'll be ok, dumbass" as she was hanging up.

And, finally, after I'd pulled it together and managed to shower with this friggin' cast, somebody came to my door.
I knew she'd tried to call, and she knew I was trying to dodge her, but what was I supposed to do?

You know, seeing a detective in a social situation is really odd. We're used to guessing at people's motives, piecing together info, and working someone's psyche. She really has been working with Goren for a while, too.

She played it quite cool - no "we have to talk" announcement or anything, she just swooped in like she'd been invited to hang out. One of the guys, just checking in. Once again, I might add, I lost control over my own DVD player - she said she didn't feel like something subtitled, and then made a rude crack about my apparent love for John Cusack after checking the available selection.

I don't even remember what she put in, even though I pretended to watch it from my end of the couch. It didn't take long before we just started talking, anyway - I knew I was getting led into it, but I was so burned out from this that I went with it. And really, it is easy to talk to her. I like her snarky streak, and I like that she knows what about the job to talk about and not to talk about.

It went here and there. Somehow, it didn't get too heavy. I think she knows that I know the job is first for her, anyhow, and what happened had to be taken as a first step in an ongoing case. She managed to drop it in there, somehow, that my stuff had to come second, and that didn't make it any less, but if Nicole can get to me, and to Bobby and to her, we're letting her win. I didn't tell her about the latest move, but she could tell something else was bugging me, and she let it go, but in a "you'll tell me when you want to" sort of way.

She said other things that made me think she's been doing some digging of her own - and her use of the word "feral" made me really suspicious - but again, letting it lie seemed like the thing to do. It's not like I didn't ask around about her a bit. We're cops, for pete's sake. We do that.

It turned into office gossip and dumb perps, and idiots who break their fists on things, and then to her leaning back against me and talking about just..stuff like what we like in books, and music, and films, which was fine by me. Except I think I got tricked into agreeing to go see Memoirs of a Geisha. I know that came up somehow, because she started giving me crap about wanting a geisha of my own, and things went from there...well, I think we might be good at this point.

10 Comments:

At 8:02 PM, Blogger Deb Walsh said...

Oh you guys need to catch that Nutcase and put her away forever. Lock her up so she doesn't see sunlight till she is 99.
:(
Check my blog got a surprise for you
:)

 
At 8:04 PM, Blogger Unknown said...

Glad ya'll talked. Sounds like things with ya'll will be better :)

 
At 8:25 PM, Blogger ann said...

Wow, like life isn't complicated enough! Do you feel "hollow"?

lotsa luv ann xxxxx

P.S. you may actually enjoy Memoirs of a Geisha

 
At 8:45 PM, Blogger Criminal Minds Fan said...

Go and have a good time. You will probably enjoy it and if not at least the company will be great! :)

 
At 8:48 PM, Blogger Mike said...

Ann - when I heard that song, it was more like feeling disembowelled.

AS for everyone saying "go to the chick flick.."
Oh, I'll go. But nobody can stop me from ignoring the sound and trying to picture what the porn version will be like.

I wonder what it will be called? Hmmm.

 
At 12:20 AM, Blogger Nomi said...

Sounds like you and Alex are really getting along nicely. That's good. Not all that surprising, either. Even better, Bobby seems cool with it.

Don't stress too much over the sappy flick, although I do understand where you're coming from. Don't like anything sappy myself. Like you said, just imagine the porn version. Just don't let Alex catch you doing it.

 
At 5:25 AM, Blogger ann said...

Mikey that song does it to me all the time and I play it on repeat ... not a good idea.

I'm so hollow baby, I'm so hollow, I'm so hollow. Not a good one for a Monday morning ... Bobby pass me the tissues :o((

 
At 5:35 PM, Blogger Criminal Minds Fan said...

Mikey: Lets play can you spot the detective on my blog. I wonder which detective is in the pic!!! :)

 
At 7:34 PM, Blogger Nomi said...

I've found I have to wait at least 6 to 8 hours before it updates for me, Captain. It's definitely a pain in the ***.

 
At 5:41 AM, Blogger Axe said...

Mikey, do you also do that? I thought I was the only one, imagining the porn version of boring movies...(or anything else, for that matter)

 

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