Bianca&Drake - Bad time to call? @dividedbybinaries
Drake had kept tabs on Bianca after he had dropped her off after ‘arresting her’ and took the information that she had given him into use for the cases he was working on and for his own personal reasons. The one night after gaining more information on the people that had been looking for Bianca came into a perfect situation, not far from the safe house that Drake had found her at in the first place. It was fairly early in the morning when he pulled up to the corner store. The officer watched them fuck about in the store, thinking they could get away with their actions they were committing to the people in there and the owner at the cash register, shaking his head as he gripped the stirring wheel tightly with annoyance. After a moment like they were about to leave Drake pulled up and got out.
With Clare in hand he pulled it up shooting the first guy down but the other three caught on and a fight had broken out, not letting that gun go he did his best to end the lives of the others, one by one they’d fall to the ground, Drake hardly got away, a busted lip, some sore sides, he coughed when he reached back to his car and pulled out of there leaving the bodies on the ground, as quickly as he got out of there it had began to pour. “Fuck.” He yelled to himself pulling into a dark alley turning the car off and sat there for a moment. That is when he decided to called Bianca. Hoping she would pick up, but he wouldn’t be surprised if he had to call a few times as he knew he had purposefully ignored her wants of the recent interrogations to be erased.
“Come on pick up.” He growled rolling his eyes at how much Bianca was a pain in the ass, but she was good and had good information that helped with the cases, if she liked it or not she was needed by the team.
