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#fixescrimes — independent, selective, 21+ morgan gillory from cbs's high potential. canon compliant. heavily headcanon influenced. penned by mj.

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       unsurprisingly, he stared blankly at her. "i have no idea what you're talking about, and that's probably for the best," adam admitted. it wasn't the first time she'd referenced something he had no knowledge of, and almost definitely wouldn't be the last either. film and television weren't exactly his forte, he was more of a workout and board games kind of guy. he moved swiftly on from that thought, his mind going over the different possibilities in his head. morgan was the one who could see the small details, but he was still damn good as his job. mostly. "a lover, maybe?"

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"wet and sticky is very icky. sticky and wet makes mommy upset," morgan muttered under her breath in a sing song voice. she was probably going to regret saying that later, but too much information lived in her head, ready to awaken like a sleeper agent at all times. it made her good at this job, but also had a tendency to make her feel like she was destined to end up alone.

shaking off the ridiculousness of that childish reference, her eyes widened. "mom. parents. no!" her eyes widened even more as she put two photos side by side. "child! you remember how i said it seemed like both of them were left handed even though one still wrote with his right hand? look at their faces. it's a little blurry on the right, but you see that dimple, too, right?"

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        "- but apple juice is sticky." he was aware those words made him sound a little bit like a child, but he didn't try to backtrack. she knew fine well how he felt about stickiness by now. adam dried his hands off, turning to turn her, unable to hide the hint of amusement her technicality brought about. when she'd first started working with them, he'd hated how much she bent the rules...now, he quite often found himself following her lead, bending a few rules of his own. soto had been right, she was rubbing off on him. "it's all a little too neat," he agreed, begrudgingly. "you think he was framed?"

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"relax. what are you the mom from icarly?" another scoff. she knew he probably wouldn't get the reference or at the very least she'd be shocked. he didn't seem like the type that was familiar with early 2000s nickelodeon or nickelodeon shows in general. the idea of him relaxing to watch a tv show at all brought a brief smirk to her face. did he even know how to relax? did she?

"more like covering for someone." she sighed and flipped through more items. "but, who?"

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         "nothing good starts with 'it was just chloe', morgan," he muttered with an exaggerated sigh, staring at the casefile on her kitchen counter like it was an afront to him personally. adam was a big fan of her kids, really he was, but he was not a big fan of stickiness. he was hoping the mystery goo on the important lapd paperwork was just applesauce, but even that was quite frankly disgusting. "as a matter of fact, nothing good starts with you bringing these home. haven't we talked about this?" as he made his way towards her sink ( because scrubbing his hands was now necessary ), he glanced back at her. "is this one really getting to you that much that you needed to bring it with you? i thought we were really getting somewhere with this one."

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morgan scoffs and rolls her eyes. "oh my god, karadec." she shakes her head in tandem with her words. "again, a little potential apple juice isn't going to kill you." she continued to rifle through the files, eyes scanning photos, small details, a receipt to a chinese restaurant on a thursday on 5th street. something had to click, right? sure, they'd brought in a suspect the day before, but something about it didn't feel right. or maybe too right? "if it helps, i didn't bring the whole file home." she grins. "so, progress?" her eyes returned to the pieces in front of her. "but, you feel it, too, right? something doesn't add up."