James happily handed off the bartender to the uniforms. He wanted to get away from that bar as fast as possible. He also wanted to take as many showers as he could stand to get the brunette's scent off of him
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James cautiously entered the station because he didn't put it past either Ramos or Halliday to be waiting in the locker room to retaliate for being put in their place.
He had a death grip on his coffee because hadn't slept worth shit. He mentally dare anyone to fuck with him, because he would attack first and ask questions later.
"I didn't do it," Jake quickly said upon seeing him.
"What are you talking about, Jake?"
"The betting pool involving you and Reyes," Jake replied.
Zayne slid into his desk chair with a slight groan.
"I told you not to eat the whole plate," Andy quietly reminded him.
"I'm not groaning about being stuffed," Zayne explained. He pointed at the pile of reports and files on his desk. "I'm groaning about having to go through all this."
Andy shrugged. "You will get no sympathy from me."
"Right," Zayne drawled. "I take back what I said earlier."
"Don't worry, Andy," Trish said as she walked past their desks. "Me and Hil still love you."
"Yes, thank you," Andy murmured. "That's good to know."
James arrived on Andy's doorstep about ten minutes after hanging up with Reyes. He raised his hand to knock on the front door, but Andy opened it before his knuckles could touch the wood
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(It's all good. Apparently, I have an upper respiratory infection so I'm going to bed and will respond in the morning. But... if Andy was going to go for fast food, Fatburger would be it. They serve the Impossible Burgers, so he could even go veggie. LOL Damnit, now I want Fatburger. :D)
James pushed back from his desk with a tired sigh. He had spent the better part of an hour looking up Romanian recipes he could possibly make with what he had in his cubbards.
"Just go with your stand by," Jake suggested not looking up from the report he was reading.
"Andy is almost a complete vegetarian, so meatballs wouldn't fly with him," James grumbled.
"Then fix him tofu meatballs or ones made from soy protein. Just stop working yourself into a frenzy over there," Jake snapped back glaring at James over the edge of his report.
"Who's the asshole in this relationship?"
"You. Now go!"
"I'm going. I'm going," James muttered as he grabbed his phone and stood up to leave.
"Bye. Have fun and no, I don't want the details," Jake said with the wave of his hand.
James rolled his eyes and walked out of the department.
(I'm kinda stressed at the mo, so the boys are going to feel too...lol)
He’d just slipped on a clean shirt when he heard the knock at the door. With a nervous sigh, James went to let Andrej in. “Hey,” he said, giving his boyfriend a kiss after he entered. “How was your day
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He had woke up in a good mood despite sleeping on his couch, so he decided to treat Jake, Andy and Zayne with breakfast.
He dropped off a coffee and a couple of donuts on Jake's desk before heading over to Homicide with the rest.
"Good morning fellows," he greeted Andy and Zayne.
Zayne spies the coffee and donuts and says with a grin, "I think I love you, narco."
"Your stomach loves me," James retorted as he set the cup carrier and bag of pasteries on Zayne's desk. "The rest of you belongs to Maxwell."
(I think he has learned his lesson.)
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"A little of both," James replied. "Why do you ask?"
"You look happier than I've seen you in awhile," Jake answered.
"Oh?"
"It's a good thing."
"But?"
"Nothing."
"Hansen just tell me the bad news," James said with a weary sigh.
"Captain loaned us out to Vice again," Jake muttered.
"Son of a bitch," James snarled. "I fucking hate Mondays."
(I know I'm being mean to Jay, but maybe something good will come out of it.)
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“How,” James whined.
“Not sure, but it could be.”
“Yeah,” James snorted. “You could be the one they put in fishnets this time.”
“Do not put that shit out into the universe, Rosewood,” Jake said in mock horror. “Besides, that’ll never happen.”
“Why not?”
“Because you’ve got better legs than I do.”
“Have I told you lately how much I hate you, Hansen?”
Jake grinned. “Aw, you really do love me.”
(I’m sure Jay deserves it though. Just give him five minutes to prove why.)
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He had a death grip on his coffee because hadn't slept worth shit. He mentally dare anyone to fuck with him, because he would attack first and ask questions later.
"I didn't do it," Jake quickly said upon seeing him.
"What are you talking about, Jake?"
"The betting pool involving you and Reyes," Jake replied.
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“It could be worse,” Jake said with a half grin.
“How so, Hansen?” James sat behind his desk and stared at his partner. “From where I’m sitting it can’t get any worse.”
“Aw, c’mon,” Jake said. “At least he’s good looking. He could look like a toad. You can’t ever bounce back from that shit.”
“Sounds like someone speaking from experience,” James said, cracking a smile for the first time all morning. “How many toads have you dated, Jake?”
“None,” he said with a sly grin. “But my partner’s approaching ribbity status at warp speed.”
“Asshole,” James laughed.
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"I just heard about it myself," James calmly answered. "But if you are looking for a guilty party, I say have a chat with Rollins."
"I did and she denies all knowledge of it."
"So how much do you have riding on it?"
Zayne suddenly looked bashful and ducked his head. "Fifty bucks," he mumbled.
"Conceited much?"
Zayne shrugged.
"Jerk," James muttered.
"Gotta love me," Zayne quipped.
"If I wouldn't get murdered by Zeklos and Maxwell, I'd kiss you and put everybody out of their misery," James threatened.
(I don't know where this came from, but it's gonna be funny as hell.)
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"I told you not to eat the whole plate," Andy quietly reminded him.
"I'm not groaning about being stuffed," Zayne explained. He pointed at the pile of reports and files on his desk. "I'm groaning about having to go through all this."
Andy shrugged. "You will get no sympathy from me."
"Right," Zayne drawled. "I take back what I said earlier."
"Don't worry, Andy," Trish said as she walked past their desks. "Me and Hil still love you."
"Yes, thank you," Andy murmured. "That's good to know."
(Poor Andy. Us Americans befuddle him...lol)
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“Why would we do that,” Hilary asked.
“Yeah, and how does that help Andy,” Trish added.
“By making me whine less,” Zayne said.
“Sorry, Zek,” Trish said. “We still love you but I’m not sure I love anyone enough to take on their paperwork.”
“I cannot blame you,” Andrej replied, grabbing the top file on Zayne’s desk. “I also cannot blame him for trying, even if he failed.”
“We’ll see you later,” Trish said, waving. “If you aren’t both buried in a pile of papers later.”
“Ha, ha, you’re so funny, red,” Zayne tossed out playfully as the girls left. “I guess it’s just you and me, buddy.”
“Isn’t it always,” Andrej asked, not expecting an answer.
“Unless the narco comes around, yeah.”
For some weird reason, that thought made Andrej smile.
(Can’t blame him… I *am* American and I’m constantly befuddled by us!)
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"Maybe, maybe not," Andy hedged which was very much unlike him, but he was tired of people poking their noses into his love life. "What is it to you?"
"Whoa," Zayne said holding up his hands. "I just want to see you happy, and if James makes you happy then okay."
"He does," Andy said firmly. "Now, can we get back to work?"
"Sure, fine," Zayne said grabbing a folder off the stack in front of him and opening it.
Andy softly sighed and returned to reading the file in front of him.
(You and me both, sister.)
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(I was looking for Whataburger and Fatburger came up instead. Sounded like the perfect non-McDonald's burger joint. Sorry for the craving.)
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(Hah - we don't have Whataburger here although they do in AZ, which makes me sad. Fatburger is higher class fast food.)
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"Just go with your stand by," Jake suggested not looking up from the report he was reading.
"Andy is almost a complete vegetarian, so meatballs wouldn't fly with him," James grumbled.
"Then fix him tofu meatballs or ones made from soy protein. Just stop working yourself into a frenzy over there," Jake snapped back glaring at James over the edge of his report.
"Who's the asshole in this relationship?"
"You. Now go!"
"I'm going. I'm going," James muttered as he grabbed his phone and stood up to leave.
"Bye. Have fun and no, I don't want the details," Jake said with the wave of his hand.
James rolled his eyes and walked out of the department.
(I'm kinda stressed at the mo, so the boys are going to feel too...lol)
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(I haven't killed anybody yet, but I still have a couple of hours to go.)
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