What do you do when you’ve focused so much of your emotional energy on one thing for so long and then things change, those feelings bleed away and your left with a hole inside of you?

fuckyesdarrenhayes:

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I was sittin’ at my desk, workin’ on a case, only the desk lamp to keep me company.

The door opened and she walked in and sat down right in front of me. Neither of us said a word.

Through the shadows, I could read the fear in her downcast eyes.

The minutes ticked by and still she didn’t say a word, didn’t even look at me, arms wrapped protectively around herself. I couldn’t push her, wouldn’t, but I wanted to.

Sittin’ in near darkness I wouldn’t even get up to turn the light on, get a proper look at her.

I knew this would happen.

Cap’n didn’t listen though, did he? Course not. Now look what’s happened.

Johnny wouldn’t crack. Wouldn’t budge. He’d smile, probably make some stupid remark then beat up on another cop and throw em to the curb.

He’d never kill em. Course not. He’d just wail on em a little, send a message. Cap’n wasn’t so good at readin’ between the lines though was he?

“Johnny’ll be at the warf Thursday, midnight. Three suits to three guns. You have to get the captain to agree.”

Johnny finally cracked, but at what price?

She looked up suddenly, eyes shining.

“I’ll be all right.”