Det. Dani Reese (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
control_issues) wrote2010-03-10 09:26 am
control_issues) wrote2010-03-10 09:26 am
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And What Remains ((RP with ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
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((OOC: Takes place after this thread!
It always struck Dani as fucked up that out to the two of them, Charlie was the one who’d been to prison, when she was the partner who had committed actual felonies. But she’d had Karen on her side, she’d had her father’s reputation on her side, and those things were enough to keep her name out of papers and off the case reports.
Charlie hadn’t had anyone protecting him. Not anyone. But he did now. He had Dani, Ted, Stark, Tidwell. Even Karen had shown up for Charlie’s bail hearing, along with some of the other people in the office whose names Dani sometimes pretended to forget. He had a lot of people on his side.
But when visiting hours were over, he’d still been in that cell, alone. Dani didn’t know what that meant, or what that was going to mean.
He got bail. He got bail, and that was the important thing. And when the thing was called and people went off to the bar to celebrate, for some reason it was just Charlie and Dani left in the courtroom. She walked up to him with her arms crossed, not sure what to say.
“Crews?”
It always struck Dani as fucked up that out to the two of them, Charlie was the one who’d been to prison, when she was the partner who had committed actual felonies. But she’d had Karen on her side, she’d had her father’s reputation on her side, and those things were enough to keep her name out of papers and off the case reports.
Charlie hadn’t had anyone protecting him. Not anyone. But he did now. He had Dani, Ted, Stark, Tidwell. Even Karen had shown up for Charlie’s bail hearing, along with some of the other people in the office whose names Dani sometimes pretended to forget. He had a lot of people on his side.
But when visiting hours were over, he’d still been in that cell, alone. Dani didn’t know what that meant, or what that was going to mean.
He got bail. He got bail, and that was the important thing. And when the thing was called and people went off to the bar to celebrate, for some reason it was just Charlie and Dani left in the courtroom. She walked up to him with her arms crossed, not sure what to say.
“Crews?”
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"That'll just give them a story."
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"LAPD Detective tazes the paparazzi: gets key to the city and anger management training."
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He cocked his head as they neared his car, tried to consider that problem before he shook his head and went to the driver side door.
"Anger management will never go away."
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She slid into the car, slouching back. She took a pen out of her pocket and started to fiddle with it unconsciously.
"Not until people stop getting angry." She glanced at the reporters out of the side of her eyes. "I don’t see that happening."
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He wanted out of the city.
"Anger is a poison. Anger is pain. I give up my anger, I give up my pain."
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"I'm angry for you," she admitted. "Is that poison?"
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But it was hard for him. He was pissed and scared, wavering back and forth between the two and while it was getting easier the farther they got from the city, it was still not that great.
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“How are you right now?”
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"I am..."
He thought about lying to her, because well, he'd lied to her before about things but really what was the point? It was Reese.
"I want to drive out of LA and never look back."
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“I’m not saying it’s the same, ‘cause it’s not.” Dani actually deserved to be in prison. Crews didn’t. “But I get when things all seem too close together. Like you can’t trust the same streets you used to walk every day.”
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He shook his head a little. "I trust the streets, the streets don't change. I don't trust the people. I thought it ended with Rayborn and in that SUV, but... someone still wants me."
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She didn’t know how, exactly. Crews had more experience with that kind of thing. But they’d manage it.
“We’ll put a stop to this, and then you can drive away to wherever you want to drive away.”
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He was angry with himself for that now. He had assumed and he knew better than to assume. He didn't have everyone in the conspiracy, but he thought Rayborn was the leader so having the leader meant he was safe.
He was wrong.
"I kept it, but I took it down. Shouldn't have stopped."
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Was that Zen? It didn’t feel Zen. But Dani didn’t know what Zen felt like, really.
"Maybe putting it back together will give you a fresh perspective."
She wondered, idly, if she’d still be on the wall when it was back up.
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"I need to know," he said quietly as he turned onto the road that would lead him home. "I have to know."
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“You’ll know. We’ll figure it out. And in the process, you get to order some decent take out for dinner.”
Crews had told her about prison food before. She was guessing that it tasted worse a second time.
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He was trying to get away from prison, not go back. It was easier in the rolling hills near his home, but it was always with him.
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More because it was the first thing that popped into her head, than want of any particular craving. It didn't occur to her to question that she was staying for dinner that night.
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He didn't question Reese staying for dinner either. They'd shared take out and meals together, usually across their desks but it still counted. This was just at his house, where he was just pulling into the driveway.
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She got out of the car. Her own vehicle was sitting in Crews’ driveway, where it had been since seven in the morning. It hadn’t been a big couple of days for sleep.
“Tell that me you have coffee.”
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He unfolded himself from the car and strolled towards the door, which he still left unlocked even though he'd been shot. He couldn't lock himself in.
"But you'll want coffee and not tea."
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She didn’t say anything about the lock. The worst that could happen to Charlie had already happened – what else was someone going to do? Steal his TV? Dani wasn’t even sure that he had one.
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"The take out menus are there." He pointed to a drawer as he went to the coffee maker.
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“This is fine.”
She stood at the kitchen’s island, arms perched uneasily on the countertop. They had coffee, they’d have food. The important question, the one she wasn’t entirely looking forward to, was:
“What’s next?”
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Then he hauled himself up onto the counter and watched her. "Next, we find out who made it so I'd get arrested again."
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