Title: Siempre Hay Algo Más
Rating: R
Pairing: Pepa/Silvia
A/N: Didn't make y'all wait tooo long for this one, did I? Hope y'all enjoy!
A/N 2: Okay, I edited the chapter a bit to clear up some of the confusion. Sorry for making it too ambiguous! I hope it makes more sense now...
Chapter 5
The lanky agent, running late to work, tromped down the aisle of the bullpen to her desk. She was wearing a dark pair of large sunglasses and carried a bottle of water in one hand. Her free hand made its way up to her forehead to give her temples a squeeze.
Her pounding headache limited her ability to think, so her singular goal was to reach her desk where she knew she'd find a bottle of pills in one of her drawers. A few of the other officers greeted her as she passed by, but she could barely manage half-hearted nods in their directions as she continued plodding along.
Desk, desk, desk, desk....pills, pills, pills....
She chanted the words silently, matching the rhythm of the drums banging in her head.
After what seemed like an endless march, she finally reached her desk, plopped herself ungracefully onto her chair, and grabbed for the bottle of tylenol. She quickly washed two down with a swig of water and hefted her shoulders to breathe a sigh of relief. A sudden wave of nausea immediately cut the sigh short, though, transforming it into a patheticgroan as she Collapsed forward, crossing her arms across the top of her desk and Letting her head rest on her forearms. The position wasn't comfortable Particularly Because of the sunglasses, But She Was afraid to make any more Movements and Risk weitere upsetting her stomach. She Spent
Another minute
Taking slow, deep Breaths to let her stomach settle, and just as She Was Starting to feel like she just Might Not die after all ...
"Pepa!" Yelle Curtis out. The sound of her name reverberated in her ears like the tolling bells of a church. Before Could she recover, she WAS smacked, hard , on her back. She Could Do Nothing But quietly moan in response.
'Pepa, we need your help ... " Rita added, Quickly she trailing off as realWAS ... Once
That saw her friend Rita WAS looking a little more alive, She Did not Hesitate to perch herself on the corner of the desk and start firing away questions. "Oh, Pepic, did you drink too much last night?" Where did you go? Who'd you go with? Why Did not you invite me? I could've gone ... Jose Luis could've stay with Sabina "She Said her hand while she Waved over at Pove," right, baby
? Next time, I want to go with you. I know how to have fun, too, you know. Did you Meet anyone?? " "Rita, shhh, please. My head is still ..."
"Is that a hickey?!"
"What?!" Pepa's hand flew up to her neck as if she somehow magically Would Be Able to locate the bruised skin with her fingertips.
"Well, well, well...a hell of a night indeed,\ HTMLXC nudging Curtis returned to the agent in the back. "Was she hot?" He shook His head, thinking sounder historical ridiculous question. "What am I Asking? Of course she WAS hot ..." A goofy smile on His face sprout as historical imagination to run wild Began Once Again.
"Oh, I see," Silvia Said with an odd grin and she walk around to Pepa's side of the desk. She leaner Against the edge of the desktop, right next to Pepa, and softly patted her on the back. "Did you take Something for your head? Do you need some more water?"
Everybody stared at the redhead, noting her Strange Behavior. It wasn't a secret That Exactly Did the two get along, and nobody ever Had Heard the use forensics inspector Such a gentle tone with the Other Woman before. CHTM
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Before he could really lose the tight rein he was holding on his temper and let loose on his teenaged daughter, Lola swept into the room to announce that the table was set, diffusing the situation.
\mile, and They Took Their Both seats next to Each Other at the table. Dinner
Carries On Fairly well considering STI inauspicious start. The adults Mostly talk Amongst Themselves, and while Silvia Repeatedly friend tried to engage her in conversation, the redhead's Attention WAS Routinely commandeered by Their chatty, seven-year old niece. It Was
just as well for Pepa. She Was still feeling the effects of the weed she smoked Had Earlier, her mind and WAS pleasantly recalling Occupied with the evening's events. She grinned and Nodder at the Appropriate Times THROUGHOUT the dinner, But She Was miles away in her Thoughts. She Thought She Was about the party at Earlier, all her friends hanging out at Julia's place Since her Parents Were awa's bedroom and locking the door behind her as she watched the girl Other stand near the edge of her bed and raise her drink to her lips, finishing the contents in one long draw down Before Placing the glass on the nightstand. She Thought about how she walk up to the blonde, the combination of weed and lust accounting for sure her stride. Still sitting at the table, her eyes glazed over and unfocused as she Recalled Became the Other Girl pushing onto the bed, Both of Them fumbling to remove clothes. Then meat hot, open-mouthed kisses, hands traveling everywhere, the feel of Julia's small body bucking beneath her own ... 'Pepa, Pepa, "Lola's voice cut-through the brunette's hazy THOUGHTS. "You've barely eaten a bite. Did You Not like the rice?"
shook Pepaher head, looking down at her still-full plate. Now her Train of Thought That Had Been Derailed, she made just how hungry she really WAS. The munchies, definitely. Instead of replying, she just dug Into the food and shot Lola a happy smile. WAS
When finished dinner, Both Silvia and Pepa Offer to help clean up, pero Lola Them brushed off. She Knew That the two girls Had not Been Lately Spending much time together, so she let Them go with a dismissive wave, telling Them to go talk or gossip or whatever It Was That They Would Be Before It did for the Mirandas time to leave . An enthusiastic little Sara Attempt to follow Them, pero Lola Quickly caught her by the arm and rounded her back Into the kitchen to Let Them Have Some time alone.
The girls made theway to go to Sara's room. They Settled onto the small bed, Pepa at the head and the redhead about a foot away. Eventually Silvia broke the uncomfortable silence rare entre Pepa Them by asking why she so quiet WAS DURING dinner.
"I'm just, uh, kinda stoned right now, Silvia."
"Oh, uhm, it
," the girl replied. "I did not know. I mean, I Could not tell." She Began to awkwardly play with the fabric of the quilt beneath her. She Had Never Been around her friend while she WAS under Any sort of influence, so she wasn't sure how to remove Behave around her now. "Does it ... does it feel funny?"
"A little bit, yeah. I guess."
"So, why WAS That Were you late?"
"Yeah, I Was at a party."
or her lap. "It's just that, well, Some of Them just have ... reputations," she finished hesitantly. "And?" So do I, Do not I? " The brunette Asked sharply Before Continuing, feigning a nonchalant shrug. "As if I Do not Know What people say about me ..."
"But you're Different!" Pepa
scoffed, "Different ... yeah, right. I'm a fuck-up just like the rest of them to be. My dad says I'll never be a cop ... that I will not Amount to anything. He's Probably right, you know. " A mirthless chuckle escaped her lips as she Pick up the teddy bear That Was Proper Against the pillows. She pulled it onto her lap Where She played with it, turning it over On Its head and back again, her eyes Focus on the continuous Movement. A few seconds ticked by in sileTMLXC \
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