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Miracle in death by freckles
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This story don't really have a case. It's about personal stuff.
Eve stepped into her still new office at Central she didn’t ask for it but the commander had insisted after her promotion to captain a few months ago. She still wasn’t entirely used to the new title she was no longer Lieutenant Eve Dallas but Captain Eve Dallas of Homicide NYPSD.
It was still early but already a scorcher for mid summer in New York the year 2062. She’d decided to come in early since her husband was on an off planet business trip, he’d only been gone 24 hours and she already missed him she thought. It was crazy she thought they’d be married four years the following week but she still felt like a part of her was missing when he wasn’t around, they’d been through a lot in the time they’d been together. Since the day she met him her life hadn’t been the same he’d pulled a rug from under her things happened so fast between them and before she’d managed to catch her breath they’d been married. She wouldn’t change a thing she thought.
Dr Mira had told her once she probably would’ve burned out in another two years or so with the way she worked, completely throwing herself into a case barely eating or sleeping till she had the killer it had pissed her off at first but had come to realise she was right she has changed mostly because Roarke changed all that. He was her rock her salvation and she knew she probably wouldn’t have sat here today as captain if not for him. He understood her he understood and accepted her job and often helped her even though she’s usually reluctant on that part but they made a great team. It was ironic that Roarke would be so good with cop work considering his background.
She‘d barely sat down at the desk to start with some due paperwork when her link beeped.
“Dallas”
Detective Peabody’s face filled the link screen, she looked pale Eve thought. “Dallas I just caught a case, you need to get here”
“What’s wrong?”
“Hostage situation gone wrong. Crazy guy held up a office full of employees before the cops could get here he killed three before running off suspect is still at large”
“What’s your location?”
While Peabody gave it to her she got up fast reached for her thin cotton jacket and had to grab the table to keep her balance as the room spun. “jeez” she muttered and ground her teeth. She concentrated on keeping her breathing normal until she felt steady enough to start walking again. Just got up too fast and she haven’t really had breakfast this morning yet. She wasn’t hungry this morning and since Roarke wasn’t home to make her eat something she figured she’d grab something during the day.


She’d barely walked into the elegant office space when she caught the smell of blood, and she felt her stomach roll she barely made it to the bathroom she’d fortunately spotted on her way to the office. She was violently ill. When done, she leaned back against the wall.
Peabody came in closed the door.
“Dallas? You ok?” Peabody’s voice was concerned; she’d worked with Eve for more than four years and had never seen her get sick at a scene, “You’re sheet white, maybe you should go lie down somewhere. I can handle this, if you’re not feeling well”
“I’m ok” Eve drew some deep breaths and slowly got to her feet. “It’s not the scene, I’ve felt a bit… off before I got here”
“Oh. Hope you didn’t catch that bug that went though EDD, stomach flu or some shit fortunately McNab haven’t managed to get it but most of them were sick”
“Yeah, I hope not” Eve shrugged feeling a bit steadier again “I’m ok, let’s get out of this box. What have you got?”
“Three hostages shot with what one of the surviving hostages describe as a blaster, its messy. The suspect managed to get away when he heard sirens coming. He was fired this morning and wanted payback. I’ve got a APB out on him, McNab’s checking the security disks though it seems this guy was good with electronics and might’ve jammed it before he took the hostages”
“Sounds like you got things under control” Eve said as they walked back into the office space.
“Dallas, the company, it’s one of Roarke’s”
“Of coarse it is” Eve muttered under her breath
“And the one hostage that was killed was the Manager, I met him at your last Christmas party…”
Which meant Roarke knew the man “Shit” Eve ran a hand through her short brown hair.

She got home late that night, there was no sign of Summerset, his night off she remembered vaguely through her throbbing headache. Since Roarke would be away for a few more days she headed to her office do some probability runs for this case Peabody was primary for. She had already contacted Roarke to tell him about the situation.