Trooper Station: Friday

[pieandcoffee.livejournal.com]

Dale wasn't completely busy today, so he set aside some time this afternoon to go over complaints regarding reckless rickshaw cab driving.

Which took him all of five minutes so now he was reading the wikipedia entry for the Dalai Llama.

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[not-an-answer.livejournal.com]

"Cooper--" There was a voice he probably hadn't heard in a while. "I need your help."

[pieandcoffee.livejournal.com]

Dale looked up from his monitor and flashed Renee a grin.

"Always willing to lend a hand, Detective Montoya. Welcome back."

[not-an-answer.livejournal.com]

She surprised himself with the grin she gave in response.

"It's... good to be back."

[pieandcoffee.livejournal.com]

"How was Tibet?" he asked. "Did you find what you were looking for?"

[not-an-answer.livejournal.com]

Taking a deep breath, she nodded. "I think I did."

[pieandcoffee.livejournal.com]

"You'll have to tell me all about it," Dale said with a smile. "Can I buy you a cup of coffee?"

[not-an-answer.livejournal.com]

"Later." Renee ran her fingers through her hair. "I need back up on something."

[pieandcoffee.livejournal.com]

"Name it," Dale said opening the desk drawer and pulling out his gun. "That's what partners are for."

[not-an-answer.livejournal.com]

She didn't let the small flinch at the partner comment happen this time. Had to accept it to let it go.

Richard would probably laugh at her right now.

"Kidnapping. They're planning to--" She sighed, shifting her weight anxiously. "--sacrifice her. A cult. They're dangerous."

[neverfaithful.livejournal.com]

Faith was checking in at the trooper station. Because she kinda forgot to go to her parole meeting this week. And because hey, maybe he'd heard from Renee. That'd be kinda nice.

[not-an-answer.livejournal.com]

Renee turned, eyes wide when seeing her enter. It had been far too long.

"Faith!"

[neverfaithful.livejournal.com]

And then Faith didn't give a fuck if the rest of the Trooper Station was hanging out; she closed the distance and had her arms around Renee. And was squeezing almost hard enough to crack some ribs.

"Nice job not dying," she said.

[not-an-answer.livejournal.com]

Renee was oddly okay with that right now, though.

She held her back as tight as she could. "Take more than meditating to kill me."

[neverfaithful.livejournal.com]

"S'what I like about you," Faith nodded. "Hard to kill. Also, the hot Latina ass."

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Renee smiled against Faith's neck, trying not to laugh. "I aim to please."

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"You get a gold star on that one. Remind me, I'm buying you a gold star." She squeezed one last time and pulled back, reluctantly. "You, uh. In town for a pit stop, or is the whole field trip over?"

[not-an-answer.livejournal.com]

"Trips over after this, hopefully." Renee ran her fingers through her hair, the itch for a cigarette still hit hard. "I need some help to end it."

[atreideslioness]

There had been a message on her voicemail. A message from a certain cop that she might have been a tad bit worried about.

Ghanima was rather sure she'd never been happier to walk into a police station.

"I was beginning to wonder if you'd run away to join the circus, Detective."

[not-an-answer.livejournal.com]

Renee smiled slightly at that. "No. Didn't join a circus. Good to see you again, though."

[atreideslioness]

"You missed all the fun, you know. Well, if your idea of fun includes strange aliens that wreck merry havoc on the timeline. I thought it was fun." Ghani smiled slightly and shrugged. "Welcome home, Renee."

"Although judging by your message, you didn't call me down here for a coffee run, did you?"

[not-an-answer.livejournal.com]

"No." Renee looked away for a moment. "I need some back up to finish something."

[atreideslioness]

Ghanima simply nodded, all joking gone from her demeanor. "Of course, whatever you need, you know that."

[not-an-answer.livejournal.com]

"Thank you. It's gonna be a fight."

[atreideslioness]

Her smile was slightly less than friendly. "Oh Renee, you bring me the best presents. Where are we going, and whom do you want me to hit?"

[not-an-answer.livejournal.com]

"Tonight," Renee replied, smiling at that. "A cult. They're... trying to sacrifice a friend for their 'prophecies'."