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“Sometimes you just have to turn the page to realize there is more to your book of life than the page you’re stuck on.”
Los Angeles, CA- October 2009: 3 PM
Shutting the door to the black SVU, the blonde chief’s dark hazel eyes examined the busy street. Looking over the hood of the vehicle, she made eye contact with her partner; briefly nodding her head towards the crowd of civilians behind the yellow tape. “Looks like we have an audience…”
“The body isn’t even here anymore,” Will said, shaking his head as he followed in step with the blonde.
“Some people find their entertainment through movies and tv shows; others,” Tina shrugged as she tossed her credentials up to the police officer blocking the entrance, “hoping to see the work of a serial killer in real life.”
Will’s serious face turned to a state of being completely baffled, “you’re joking… that was a joke?”
Tina briefly smiled at her partner, “I’m just saying people are naturally noisy as hell; and for them, this is good entertainment they can gossip about for the next few days.”
Will stopped walking as he grabbed a hold of Tina’s arm, “you’re twisted, you know?”
“That’s why you love me,” Tina said as she brushed off a piece of lint from the dark man’s shoulder. “Now, let’s see if we can find the man in charge.”
“You’re the man in charge,” Will commented as he continued to follow the footsteps of the blonde.
“Good answer,” Tina smiled over her shoulder as she approached a group of officers who were standing near the water.
Tasha looked over the shoulder of one of the officers when she noticed two suited figures walking towards them, “yo, I think they’re the BAU…”
Another officer turned around to see the two, “oh yeah… I knew I smelled the stench of the FBI.”
“What does that even mean?” Tasha asked as she noticed the blonde nearing them. “Can we help you?”
“Hi,” Tina smiled, reaching her hand out to Tasha, “I’m Tina Kennard, Unit Chief of the BAU and this is my partner, Will Morgan. Do you know if Detective Anderson is around?”
Tasha swallowed hard as she shook the hand of the beautiful blonde. She knew exactly who she was… “uh- yes, ma’am. He’s over there; I can escort you both.”