What's Wrong With Me?

Part 9 - The Appointment

Tim quickly processed the woman and decided to go and ask Lucy if they could get lunch together.

T: hey baby, he said as he walked up to her desk.

L: hey babe, she answered, her eyes not leaving her computer screen.

T: it's almost lunch, and Aaron is at the hospital with a victim. Do you want to have lunch together?, he asked.

L: um yeah, sure. Just give me a few minutes to finish something and then we'll be on our way okay?

T: no problem, he said.

T: I have to start my paperwork anyways. I'll be in my office when you're done.

L: okay bye.

T: bye baby, he said while walking off.

Then Lucy turned to the detectives.

L: ah ha! Look at this! The prints taken at the bank match a Mike Ail and a Kendell Lois. Ali has no priers but Lois has a whole rap sheet- um assault, arson, robbery, home invasion, theft, the works, she informed them.

A: holy cow! Okay, well Nyla and I will pick them up and interrogate them, she said.

L: what about me?, she asked defensively.

N: you have an appointment in an hour and a half so we will be handling the resr of this case, she said, while gesturing to herself and Angela.

L: oh shoot! I forgot about that, thanks for reminding me, she said, face-palming herself.

N: yeah don't worry about it, she chuckled.

A: Tim's waiting for you in his office, I over-heard your conversation, she giggled.

L: of course you did Lopez. Bye guys. Text me if you need anything and I mean anything okay?

N and A: yes Lucy.

A: now hurry before you're late, she rushed her off.

Lucy quickly packed up all her stuff and headed for Tim's office.

L: knock knock, she said as she opened the door softly.

T: hey Luce.

T: you ready to go?, he asked, already putting his paperwork away.

L: yep, I almost forgot about it, baby brain, she giggled.

T: that's okay. We kinda have to hurry though, he said, checking his watch.

L: right!, she replied.

T: we just have to tell Grey that we're leaving and then we need to get lunch, he explained.

They walked out of the office swiftly hand-in-hand.

T: excuse me sir, he said as he knocked on the door.

L: we're heading off okay, she told him.

G: yeah go ahead!, he waved them off.

T: alright! Where to?, he asked while he helped Lucy into his truck.

L: mm, the baby wants tacos, she said, placing a hand over her non-existant baby bump.

T: okay then, we'll get tacos, he laughed.

They drove to a Mexican fast food restaurant.

T: what do you want baby?, he asked Lucy as they joined the line.

L: um one chicken taco with extra ketchup, no mayo, a handful of lettuce and some tomatoes she said specifically.

T: okay baby, he said, chuckling.