“Indian Shrimp and Lentils” Devin said to the dinner question. He let himself cool down as it was clear fun time in the evidence lock up was not on his partners mind. At least not this time around. His ears perked up; however, when she said she was fee to go to the baseball game this coming weekend. 

A big smile on his face at the news made him very easy to read. “Well then we better get you a baseball camp. I love that look with the ponytail coming out of it too if you are taking notes…” 

Devin was interrupted by the crash of a box hitting the ground. Looking over he saw down at the end Dan standing and staring at them as if he had seen a ghost. Crap… Devin thought as he quickly stepped back from his partner. Still the damage was done. How else do you explain a hug and kiss like that. 

Never one to win a game of poker Dan seemed to try and act surprised to see them but the cat was out of the bag. “O hey you guys…” he was already sweating and Devin started to wonder just how this guy was ever going to interrogate a suspect on his own.

Having moved well apart by now Devin didn’t know really what this suddenly meant for Harper. Was she scared? Worried? Ashamed? For the first time in a very long time Devin felt out of control in a relationship and he didn't like it. “Dan. Leave.” He said and as quickly as he appeared Dan bolted for the door and straight to Jordan with the best gossip this precinct had ever seen.

Devin looked over at Harper with his hands on his hips. “So what now?”