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did she understand why they were here? yeah. did she want to be here? well, she could certainly think of a few other ways they could pass the time. hank was a little more adamant about it but hey---put her workout clothes to good use. it were quality time spent together nonetheless. ( still didn’t quite sit right ) “ you sure you’re qualified for this? ” a smirk tugged at her lips. might as well try & bring some light air to it while she could.
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when they went on their first vacation to a lake together, hank gave dana his jacket because they’d been sitting on the edge of the dock at night and she’d gotten cold. she never gave the jacket back and still has it tucked away in the back of her closet. after their break up, she slept in it almost every night because it still faintly smelled like him.
hank taught dana how to drive a stick shift a few months after they started dating. to no one’s surprise, it started an argument which led to sex in the backseat. she learned eventually though.
hank was one of the only boys that dana ever brought home that her father genuinely liked and approved of.
dana used to send hank to work with sandwiches cut into the shapes of hearts and little notes spritzed with her perfume just to be a little shit and embarrass him.
windows cracked. the middle of june had brought a dead heat over the city, and even then, a flick of the dial saw the heat in the house turned on just the slightest while she’d been tidying up. didn’t want to cook the house but the chill had began to settle in her bones again. ( closing the windows too obvious a feat ) & she weren’t quite ready to admit it yet. didn’t want to worry hank either. the chills, well, cami could handle ‘em. then, the shuffling of footsteps on the stairs signaled her husband. justin at school, with only a week left until summer vacation. she returned to the kitchen table, hands wrapping around the warm cup of tea. “ hey, i forgot to tell you, ” her leg took to a comfortable shake beneath the table. a distraction & helpful guise. ( if she could keep it from him ) keep it from entering her jaw at least. “ justin has a, uh... a science project? it’s due today, so he’ll be a little late. but i told him to be home by four thirty. ” dinner at five. “ no stopping at colton’s. ”
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grocery shopping. every sunday morning. a routine camille’d down since she moved out on her own & now with the house of two... well, big home cooked meals were her thing. bags in both hands she headed up the front stairs, key already in hand. “ hank? ” ( left the water bottles in the trunk ) heavy & difficult to carry in among the other groceries. however, when she met the kitchen ( about to yell for him again ) eyes landed on him. “ ------ hank... ” this time soft as she set down the bags. worry crept over her, moving to his side. “ oh my god. what happened? ”
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“ ------ if i say i’m good, i’m good, hank. we find the guy who did this & he rots in a jail cell. that’s it. ”
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CHARLIE OWED HER ONE. least he said he had in exchange for a previous run. so when hank & al had disappeared, erin having caught the tail end of a conversation she wanted to know more about involving his name, she’d taken him up on it. with hank gone, camille in bed; she’d been on their tail in no time. but charlie wouldn’t be waiting up for her. and as expected --- & oh she’d expected --- they led her right to what she were curious about. curiosity killed the cat. from behind one of the barricades the teenager appeared. “ no, ” it were no sooner than the words had left hank’s mouth. hazel eyes wide, on the bricks, then to the water. “ not him. ” a shake of her head. “ NO. ”
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showing up at the station... in hindsight, it weren’t always her brightest decision. a feat camille KNEW she needed to overcome but in that moment felt were warranted. though she’d been knee deep & hanging on every word in her latest novel the tv had been left on mute, and only when she looked up did the face appearing on her screen grab her attention. an instant urge to be sick forming when the volume were turned back up. the unit tied to the case; ah, she were going straight to the source. a source & sargeant she knew WELL; her husband.
the stairs were climbed quickly, without even a look as she passed by the desks. alvin & atwater the only other two. “ is it true? --- reybold. ” spoken only once inside of his office, the door closing behind her with a tiny thud. no dotting around the bush, no questioning why she were here... ( that’s ) why she were here. however, the look upon his face suggested she wouldn’t be liking the answer.
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