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The Gentle Art of Education.

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"No, I actually prefer Ice Hockey. They have far better music, and I love it when the players skate by and whack the perspex with their stick." Perhaps a childhood spent in Minniapolis was starting to show. Home of the Might Ducks and all that jazz. "I hate baseball. It's so. Dull, and the uniform is rediculous." It was odd, hanging out With Devin in such a relaxed environment, without the addition of alcohol. Odd, but refreshing. Sure they weren't drunk at work, but they had other worries. Other worries and a Professional persona to uphold.

To say that it was a slight surprise when Coal kissed her, would have been an understatement. I mean sure, she'd thought about the previous night, but she'd blamed the alcohol. That would never happen when they were sober.. Just to help rationalise the situation. Did she want it to happen sober? Of course. That wasn't the point. They just had no excuse to fall back on when booze wasn't involved.

Harper returned the kiss, her knee bending and settling against Coal's side. What was going on between them? It was like some bonkers magnetic force. Was the Joel angle really been the only component that had been keeping them apart? It was worth the contemplation, but she'd worry about that some other time. Maybe.

"My rooms over there.." Harper pointed behind her, towards a hallway. It was an upside down house. Half bungalow hybrid. "I don't really need Sean wandering in" She'd never live it down. It really would have been just like High School all over again.

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"Oh look, it's the food Ninja.."

Sean smirked, already eating his ill gotten gains, "What? I'm thinking of your waistline.. Do you know how much grease there is in these things?"

"Yes, I do.. And I don't care." Harper rolled her eyes in amusement, and reached behind her back to throw a cushion at Sean's head. Her aim was surprisingly accurate.

"Hey, now come on.. That was a bit harsh, Harp."

"I don't like sharing food, you know this. Now sod off, will you. Mom went shopping earlier. The cupboards are stuffed.."

"Yes, but I can smell chinese...and anyway, did I just see.."

"Bye Sean.."

The brother huffed, "Alright, fine.. You get fat - don't come crying to me that your Yoga pants are too tight.." And with that, he sulked off. Harper couldn't suppress a laugh as she watched. "He's a dork."

As if yoga pants could ever be too tight.

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"I don't think whoever they meant to shoot me.." Harper said simply, and with that, she released Devin. "If you look at where we were stood.. I got shot when I bent over unexpectedly, if I'd been standing like I had been seconds before - it would have been nowhere near me. I think it was just intended to spook us. Because let's face it, once I was down, they could have easily finished me off." Did it freak her out a little? Yes, of course it did. But their job was dangerous. She really couldn't dwell on it, or she'd never even venture outside.

"And it was a tiny slug. If you' re planning to kill someone, you don't use something that small." The blonde turned to face Devin, "It's not your fault." It was endearing to see Coal a little vulnerable, and not being a colossal clown. So, she felt compelled to kiss him on the cheek. "You're cute when you're all awkward and worried."

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"It's a bit sore.. And I'm fairly sure that the Dr. said I'd be fine to drink hot chocolate."

Harper sniggered, but she was grateful that Devin had brought food. "I have some painkillers that I can take before I go to bed, so I should feel a little better in the morning."

The blonde noticed the lack of eye contact and perked a brow, "We aren't going to be all awkward are we?" That would have really sucked. They were fine that morning, what had changed in the meantime? It wasn't like they were in High School.. And it wasn't as though she didn't contemplate the possibility of doing it all again. Alot.

Yikes

She couldn't stop herself from nudging Devin with her elbow.

"You had a rough afternoon? Jordan told me that it was pretty crazy." Harper popped her feet up on the coffee table and bent her knees. The urge to be irritating washed over her, so she reached out with her good arm and pulled her buddy into a headlock.

"You snooze, you lose."

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"Hello, random guy carrying food bags.."

Sean, Harper's younger brother stopped at the foot of the stairs. He'd seen Devin a handful of times before, so he wasn't particularly worried. "She's in there.." He nodded towards the lounge, "Morphines worn off though, so she's a little prickly.." Or it could just be that he was the most irritating brother in the world and was rubbing her up the wrong way. Who knew.

Anyway, Harper had decided to head to the kitchen to raid around for chocolate, but paused enroute when she saw her Partner. "Hey." She offered him a small smile. "What's up?" The blonde was in full blown veg out mode, and was sporting a pair of dark purple yoga pants and a cropped green tee. Her left hand was splinted, the bullet having broken a couple of the knuckles on it's way to getting lodged in her hand, and her hair was pulled up into a high ponytail.

"You want a drink?" She asked, seemingly in good spirits as she wandered past and did a left turn into the kitchen.

"Love one! Coffee for me please.."

"Drop dead Sean!!"

"Such a charmer." And with a roll of his eyes, the brother headed back upstairs to his mancave. The siblings bore a slight resemblance, but it was nothing uncanny.

"We have pretty much everything." She continued, "Well, maybe not everything. That might be a slight exaggeration."

The Gentle Art of Education.

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Blue Shield

Being the senior Detective, Alix had pulled rank and instructed Joel to stay, and in his place, she asked Dan to take her over to the ER. And truth be known, it wasn't a snarky Ex girlfriend move, it was actually a tactical one. Dan was far too Rookie to be let loose on a live crime scene without a mentor, and Joel was much more experienced, and actually pretty good at his job.

It was a quiet ride to the ER, Harper was starting to feel a little a groggy, and that mood didn't change when the Dr. removed the bullet with a pair of tweezers. Johnson was sick, alot. And it wasn't until they gave her a shot of the heavy painkillers that she stopped. After that she was just sailing through rainbows and unicorns. The medical team were unnerved when the Detective's requested to keep the bullet.

Ballistics would have a comparison for their victims, and they could also ascertain whether it was in fact the same shooter, or merely an opportunist wanting to caused panic. Once they'd discharged her, Harper was reluctant to go home, but when Dan dropped her off under Scott's orders, she had very little choice.

The hand was splinted, and it was damn well sore. It was at times like this, that she missed having her own apartment. The parents were out for the evening, but she still had her irritation of a brother slouching around. Quite frankly, she would have preferred to be at work, but was consoling herself by writing up a report.

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A craving..

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