Trooper Station, Monday

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Renee was working.

Well, she was reading the old reports on this place, at least. This counted as working when the biggest crimes in town while she had been there seemed to be public intoxication and vandalism.

If only everything could be so easy.

She sighed and grabbed another file, stretching out her lower back before getting back to it.

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There was a redhead at the station.

This was not particularly unusual.

Strolling into the general area, Kerrigan took a glance at the first human face she encountered - huh, new girl - and said, "Hey, is the Sheriff back yet?"

Proper greeting etiquette wasn't really her thing.

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The brunette, barely gave her a glance. Taking in the clear military posture and going back to the reports with barely a though of how nicely put together she was.

She was at work, none of that. Not after Faith.

"Haven't spoken to him, but I assume so."

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"Well, that incites confidence," Kerrigan muttered, taking a glance over towards the office in question. Vision blocked. Dammit. "You sure?"

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Renee finally stopped reading to look up at her. "Do I look like his secretary?"

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"You work for the guy," Kerrigan pointed out, some irritation creeping into her voice. "I figure he doesn't teleport his way in to work."

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Well it was irritation all around then. "I'm a detective, lady. It's not my job to keep track of the Sheriff's comings and goings."

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"It's Lieutenant," Kerrigan snapped, "But you know fuck all, so whatever."

There probably should've been an 'obviously' in that sentence. Probably.

Where the hell was Ralph when you needed him? She looked around.

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And at some point there would be a man in a suit depositing a cheese danish and a large cup of coffee on her desk.

"Good morning Detective," Dale said as he headed to his desk. "How are you this morning?"

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She'd already had more than enough coffee for the day, but... she wasn't about to turn this down.

"Cooper," Renee greeted him with a short nod. "Still immersed in the wonderful world of reports and what seems to be invasion after invasion."

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"My personal favorites are the ones I have not been here for," Dale said as he organized the top of his desk just so. "It's a little different when you've actually lived through them."

He paused a bit before adding: "I also realize this is a little late in coming Detective Montoya, but I want to apologize for the events that took place last Wednesday. I neglected to inform you of a certain matter which resulted in an extremely awkward and unnecessary embarrassment for all parties."

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Looking at the coffee and danish, Renee sighed and rubbed the back of her neck. Stress headaches were always fun.

"It's nothing you could have known, Cooper. Don't worry about it, I'm a big girl. Fight my own battles and everything."

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Dale nodded as he began to meticulously zip through his paperwork. "Regardless, my oversight seems to have been at the root of the problem. Though I appreciate your candor in the matter."

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"First of all, Cooper. Next time you want to apologize, talk like a normal person."

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Dale was shocked enough that he mis-dotted an "i".

He blinked at Renee for a second. "I don't speak normally? This is how I always converse."

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Roy wandered out of his office, stretching and scratching the back of his neck. He looked like he had been doing a lot of paperwork... Or you know, he napped.

"Is it lunch yet?"

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Renee glanced up, non-plussed by his napping. "You're the boss. Don't you decide that?"

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"Right," he blinked at her. "Go fetch me lunch?" he tried, luckily he was just kidding.

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Which earned him A Look for the word 'fetch. "You better be offering to pay for the entire station if your asking like."

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Roy chuckled. "Maybe you and Cooper," he suggested. "The troopers would eat me out of a living."

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"Exactly," Renee said, sitting back in her chair. "You had a visitor looking for you. Some redhead."

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Somewhere in a far corner of the station, Kerrigan glanced up as familiar thoughts drifted her way. She gave Roy a quick wave and a slight smile.

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"Lieutenant," Roy said as he made his way over. "Hiding from me?" he wondered.

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"Looking for you, actually," Kerrigan noted, glancing back over towards Renee's desk. "Your staff's kinda unhelpful. Radio said you went on a trip?"

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He nodded. "Just some business back home," he said lightly, belatedly realising he couldn't fool her. He motioned his head back towards his office. "Come in?"

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Kerrigan moved past him, and into the office. "Business what."