Gallagher Consulting

My name is Lorena Gallagher. I am a private detective and I am here to help.

[gallagherconsulting]

"You are giving me that look, aren’t you? Your patented “Do it or something unspeakable shall befall you” look."

“I have no such look.”Lorena huffed, a frown creeping onto her face. She liked to think of herself as calm. Still, he hadn’t even turned around when he spoke, and she didn’t quite know what to think about this.“…Do I?”

[detectiverettinger]

Fredrick laughed at the comment. “Sorry, I’m just– I don’t see that face from you often. It caught me off guard. It’s similar to one my mom gave me when she found me snooping in dad’s case files.” The man squeezed her hand back though, a smile still on his face. “It’s definitely not bad.”

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“Well, to be fair, if I caught you snooping around dangerous things I’m sure the look would be back.” Lorena smiled to match Fredrick’s look, her eyes soft as she swung their hands lightly. She found it funny how the two of them were reassuring each other, in a way. They always could. “Though I don’t comment on looks very much - you’re gorgeous.”

[gallagherconsulting]

"You are giving me that look, aren’t you? Your patented “Do it or something unspeakable shall befall you” look."

“I have no such look.”Lorena huffed, a frown creeping onto her face. She liked to think of herself as calm. Still, he hadn’t even turned around when he spoke, and she didn’t quite know what to think about this.“…Do I?”

[detectiverettinger]

Fredrick hesitated. That was something he rarely did, and yet he did it with his partner. The detective shifted on his feet, caught in a comment he probably shouldn’t have made. God– he wish Rel or Ally were here maybe he could direct the attention onto one of them. Though, he had to be truthful. “…When something your passionate about comes up, I’m sure it….sometimes? appears on your face?”

[gallagherconsulting]

Lorena blinked, shuffling on her feet a little as her brows furrowed. She wasn’t aware she’d made any look. From the sounds of it, however, neither was Freddy. Now they were both confused and her frown turned into a pout. “Well, if so then wouldn’t it be a good idea to listen to that look?” A small smile started to play at the corners of her mouth - she was noticing his discomfort and wanted to alleviate it a little if she could, answers or no.

[detectiverettinger]

“Yes, yeah, I think– thats definitely a good thing to do, yeah.” Freddy shifted on his feet, then only smiled and kissed the woman softly. “Hey though, the look isn’t bad, it gets people to do what you want, right? That’s always good.” He tried to appear confident as he said it, peering down at his wife as he kissed the top of her head.

[gallagherconsulting]

“Darling, I’ve never seen you less sure of something in our short span together.” Lorena closed her eyes as she felt lips brush across hers, sighing in contentment as she smiled. Her hand took his and she squeezed it gently as she tried to calm him just a bit. “I never said it was bad, I just didn’t know I had it.”

[gallagherconsulting]

"You are giving me that look, aren’t you? Your patented “Do it or something unspeakable shall befall you” look."

“I have no such look.”Lorena huffed, a frown creeping onto her face. She liked to think of herself as calm. Still, he hadn’t even turned around when he spoke, and she didn’t quite know what to think about this.“…Do I?”

[detectiverettinger]

Fredrick hesitated. That was something he rarely did, and yet he did it with his partner. The detective shifted on his feet, caught in a comment he probably shouldn’t have made. God– he wish Rel or Ally were here maybe he could direct the attention onto one of them. Though, he had to be truthful. “…When something your passionate about comes up, I’m sure it….sometimes? appears on your face?”

[gallagherconsulting]

Lorena blinked, shuffling on her feet a little as her brows furrowed. She wasn’t aware she’d made any look. From the sounds of it, however, neither was Freddy. Now they were both confused and her frown turned into a pout. “Well, if so then wouldn’t it be a good idea to listen to that look?” A small smile started to play at the corners of her mouth - she was noticing his discomfort and wanted to alleviate it a little if she could, answers or no.

[gallagherconsulting]

"I just don’t want to do or say anything else that’s gonna be remotely moronic."

“Implying you’ve said anything moronic to begin with.”Lorena smiled at the man, placing a hand on his cheek as she looked up at him. As smart as he was, Freddy had a way of being charmingly unsure.“Which you haven’t, not since I’ve known you.”Her hand traced his cheek before falling back to her side.

[gallagherconsulting]

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7. Singing to them

Lorena sighed, shifting in bed quietly. She felt ill and she knew she should rest, but the way her stomach turned didn’t really feel to her like a restful state. Still, Fredrick had his hand through her hair as she tossed and turned. He was always there when she needed him most, she mused. However, he didn’t always sing. Hearing his voice on the first note made Lorena’s eyes widen, and all she could do was look up at the man as he crooned softly, tears rolling down her face. She felt relaxed, and eventually she closed her eyes with a smile.

[gallagherconsulting]

"You are giving me that look, aren’t you? Your patented “Do it or something unspeakable shall befall you” look."

“I have no such look.”Lorena huffed, a frown creeping onto her face. She liked to think of herself as calm. Still, he hadn’t even turned around when he spoke, and she didn’t quite know what to think about this.“...Do I?”

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Did you do something slutty? 

People are particularly stupid today. I can’t talk to any more of them.

Nice stripper name.

I already had the longest day of my life and oh look, it’s only 10! How nice!

This is not a herbal tea morning, this is a coffee morning.

This is a jumbo coffee morning. I need coffee in an I.V.

To me you are the teacher in the Charlie Brown Cartoon.

You are giving me that look, aren’t you? Your patented “Do it or something unspeakable shall befall you” look.

I am attracted to pie, but I do not feel the need to date pie.

I never thought a man would ever even want me.

I’m looking up “aneurysm” in our medical dictionary to see if I just had one.

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I’m afraid once your heart is involved, it all comes out in Moron.

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This is not a drive-through! She is not fried chicken!

I can’t imagine anyone seeing you as a disappointment.

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We should commemorate it with an oil painting or a severed head or something.

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Yeah, you do know honey that garbage doesn’t actually talk at all unless it’s on Sesame Street.

Did you know that a butt model makes $10,000 a day?

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[gallagherconsulting]

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"Do you believe in the tooth fairy?"

"I think I'm pregnant. And it's not yours."

"I feel like I'm going to puke."

"Are you seriously wearing that to the party tonight?"

"You need to change that attitude before we leave this house."

"I AM NOT CRAZY!"

"Stop staring at me like I grew a second head."

"Are you drunk or do you just act like that all the time?"

"I forgot where I parked my car."

"I'm not going to lie to you anymore. I do love you, but I..."

"It's only a slice of pie."

"I just want to be loved again. Is that so wrong?"

"The cat is looking at me funny."

"YOUR HOUSE IS ON FIRE!"

"I think you're the prettiest thing I've ever seen."

"Care to join me?"

"I would rather not eat dinner alone."

"Did you remember to lock the door?"

"How do you live with yourself everyday, doing what you do?"

"I don't feel pretty enough for him."

"You can do anything you set your mind to."

"People say ignorance is bliss, but... I just want to know the truth."

"People are stupid today."

"I'm in the hospital. Can you come?"

"You're act liking I'm in love with you or something."

"Go ahead and leave. I'm not going to stop you."

"I'm tired of fighting."

"I think you need help."

"Do whatever you believe in, and I'll support you."

"What is it like being you?"

[detectiverettinger]

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[gallagherconsulting]

“I really do think you’re mistaking me for someone else, kind sir.” Her cheeks are red as she flirts, her accent fading as the two talk just enough to be mistaken for a joke at the start. “Perhaps looking in the mirror could benefit you more.”

[detectiverettinger]

“Am I? I’m not too sure about that.“ Fredrick stops for a moment, sipping at his wine again, and watches as a young man and woman pass by, talking with hushed voices. He deems to keep an eye on the two and go back to talking to Lorey. “One can only assume that when I look in the mirror you think that I will see you, and darling, don’t you know it.”

[gallagherconsulting]

Lorena is more flustered now, fidgeting in her seat with soft laughter, and she shakes her head - disbelieving how much he’s turning her on and flirting even undercover. She didn’t think he was real sometimes. “I highly doubt you’d see me in your mirror, sir, because that would present a whole other set of issues that are outside the scope of this conversation. However, if you’re searching for England’s most attractive I rather doubt you’d find them in this coffee shop.” She smiles, all charm and flirting, and listens to the whispers behind her. “Though I must say, my sitting with you does wonders for the looks I get, perhaps we should talk later?”

[detectiverettinger]

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[gallagherconsulting]

“Yer too kind, sir. Perhaps - “

She clears her throat, as if embarrassed, and shifts in her seat, the faint red on her cheeks appearing once more at her lover’s words. “Perhaps you look in the wrong places, kind sir. Goodness knows there are plenty of gorgeous people in England.”

[detectiverettinger]

“On the contrary, I do not think I’m being too kind at all.” His eyes shifted away from hers as he looked around the building they were in. “Though unfortunate you seem to think so, there’s not many can measure up to your innate beauty.”

[gallagherconsulting]

“I really do think you’re mistaking me for someone else, kind sir.” Her cheeks are red as she flirts, her accent fading as the two talk just enough to be mistaken for a joke at the start. “Perhaps looking in the mirror could benefit you more.”

[detectiverettinger]

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[detectiverettinger]

The man hummed and then laughed at the accent she acquired, though seemingly laughing at the question.

“Well— who says I’m not here to pick up good looking women like you.” Fredrick grins at that, despite himself, sipping at the glass of wine and offering Lorena a glass of her own. “After all, it’s not everyday one runs into a person as gorgeous as you.”

[gallagherconsulting]

“Yer too kind, sir. Perhaps - “ She clears her throat, as if embarrassed, and shifts in her seat, the faint red on her cheeks appearing once more at her lover’s words. “Perhaps you look in the wrong places, kind sir. Goodness knows there are plenty of gorgeous people in England.”

[detectiverettinger]

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[gallagherconsulting]

>I…suppose I could try, but…

Her eyes look over again, as if hesitant, and she bites her lip—her eyes flickering in interest, body tight yet leaning a bit forward, meeting his eyes and quickly looking down. She does it a few more times, a tiny coy smile playing at the lips under her  teeth, and then she gets a drink and she blinks in embarrassment, talking to the waitress for a bit—looking suddenly choked up and looking at her tea with tears in her eyes. She talks a bit more before looking up hesitantly, nodding, and taking her tea over to him, shifting, her face a light pink as she looks down at the table. “‘scuse—‘m meetin’ someone here ‘n I ain’t think they showin’. Any room?” Always in character—if she gets stood up, she has no inhibitions with this as she sits down and checks her phone.

[detectiverettinger]

Fredrick scooted as she spoke, allowing her to have more room to sit down if she chose to do so. “If you so choose, then I always have room for a lovely lady like yourself.” He checks his own phone as she sits down, putting it away as she checks her own, only then ordering a bottle of wine and pouring it into his glass and leaning back. His voice got significantly quietly then, “Any sign of trouble yet on your side? Or any you’ve seen?”

[gallagherconsulting]

Lorena’s eyes flicker to his as she shakes her head the tiniest bit, her own voice barely above a whisper. “I doubt we’ll get much, it looks like there’s been no trouble for days.” She shifts in her seat, her voice raising a little as she clears her throat. “So...wha’s a hansom man like yaself doin’ here?” The accent is a little hard for her to keep up, but she’s definitely doing her best. After all, he was the one flirting with her - the least she could do is return the favor.

[detectiverettinger]

What's wrong?

"I just—"Fredrick’s eyes had been turning a red color, and it was obvious the man had been crying, even if he wasn’t crying at the present time and moment. He wanted to hug her close, but his stomach was revolting against him, and he felt he would only crush her with his grip, though he knew it wasn’t true. It was as if he had suddenly became useless all over again for the first time in a really long time, and he didn’t know why the feeling was resurfacing— the depression, the sickness, the worthlessness. But he had no reason to be feeling this again— he didn’t know what to do."I just can’t take it anymore, Lorena."

[detectiverettinger]

The detective sighed, resting his head on her hands before she began kissing them, sitting up and holding her tight afterwards and nuzzling his head in the nook of her neck.

"I’m tired of it always happening to us— why us? Why can’t we ever just get the simple case where nobody gets shot or killed, it’s just—" Fredrick groans into his wife’s neck, sitting there quietly and not finishing his previous sentence. "I don’t know what to do…"

[gallagherconsulting]

Lorena's hands traveled quietly to the man's hair before she worked the ponytail holder out of it and tangled her hands in the softness. She wanted to be a comfort for him - she knew, all too well, what he was talking about, and how little could be done to change it. "I don't know why it's us darling - we don't have to technically take a case though..." Her lips brushed his temple as she sighed and untangled one hand from his hair to pull him closer. "The only thing we can do is to get through it together - like we always have. Should you have too much trouble I can handle things myself, too, don't push yourself too much Freddy." Her voice was gentle as she spoke, shifting to get a bit more comfortable. "...I do know what you mean though, I am a little overwhelmed sometimes."

[gallagherconsulting]

Shag me (whoops)

((NSFW warning))Lorena gasped as she fell backwards onto the couch, crawling quickly as her partner slid over her, resting her head on the pillow her neck found as his lips pressed against her own, a hand through her hair before he broke off to push her shirt over her head and off.

[gallagherconsulting]

Fight me

"No, that’s not right.""It is!""It isn’t.""It completely is.""No—""You’re just sour."Lorena raised an eyebrow at Abigail’s statement and her eyelids closed for a second as she regained her composure."Sour?""I’m better than you are at this, so you’re jealous and sour."It was meant to be teasing, but Lorena’s eyes opened dark, and Abigail blinked, suddenly a bit nervous."You’ve not been here as long as I have, and I would rather you kept your opinions of me to the others if you don’t know what you’re talking about - rather like this."Abigail swallowed a bit and then blinked as she looked around, turning to Fredrick, who had quite stayed out of the conversation and looked very much like he’d rather be somewhere else."Freddy, where are we?""…We…turned the wrong way, back there."Abigail stared at him, and then at the tired look Lorena had adopted, and cleared her throat."…Oh.""Oh, indeed."The amusement in Lorena’s voice was hard to miss as she turned and walked off, and Abby stared with wide eyes, unsure if she was on good terms with the woman or not, and her confused look to Fredrick was met with a shrug, so she simply ran to catch up.

[gallagherconsulting]

Stomach, fingers, thigh

Lorena peered at her in surprise, then smiled a bit, quietly, a little sigh escaping her."Now what kind of fun could you mean, Abby? Because you know if it gets too crazy I might just have to cuff you - and I'm sure, though Adrian would be delighted, you'd find it a bit uncomfortable."It's a tease as she looks back to her paperwork, finishing it up to get her composure back in place, the slightest bit uncomfortable and confused as she stands up."Where to?"