#tattled

The first two days, there was little change. It was on day three that Will said people they barely interacted with at the Bureau had questions. For nearly two years, they had been able to keep things under wraps. Now, the cat had darted out of the bag, and their once very private lives were far more public than her’s had ever been. 

On day five, Jack called to ask if she could come in for a meeting. Lacey reminded him that she was supposed to be on bed rest, and with Will already down at the morgue, they didn’t have anyone to watch Elijah. Jack insisted that this was all he needed her for, and once it was over, she could head home to rest. He had even cleared an hour out of Beverly’s schedule to allow her to keep an eye on Elijah for them. Apparently, the meeting was that important. 

Reluctantly, Lacey agreed to be there in two hours. She made sure the toddler was fed and changed, so all Beverly would (hopefully) have to do was keep him occupied. Though her doctor instructed for her not to lift above twenty pounds, a brief exception had to be made to get Elijah into his car seat. He babbled and kicked his legs the entire way.

Just as Jack had said, Beverly was waiting just around the corner when Lacey arrived. For a few weeks now, Lacey had been more or less MIA, and Beverly seemed delighted by how much Lacey had grown. With the knowledge that their child was a girl, she reminded her that “Beverly” was an excellent choice in name, especially given how many times she covered his ass. The assertion of, “good luck on this one,” while she normally may not have given it another thought, unsettled her stomach.

Elijah was upset to see his mother go, but it seemed Beverly had a good handle on calming him down. Though she didn’t want to, she had to leave her son with his sad little eyes, as she was already cutting it close. 

As she pushed open the door to Jack’s office, two of the faces in the room surprised her. In one of the chairs opposite her boss’s desk sat Will, appearing just as perplexed as she was. Standing just off the side of Jack’s desk was one Kade Purnell-- a woman she had run into perhaps once or twice, but had likely never even officially met. She was Jack’s superior, and her appearance could mean nothing good.

Lacey swallowed and closed the door behind her, suddenly feeling far more hesitant than earlier. Again, her gaze scanned the faces as she crossed the room. “Jack,” she began, shifting her purse on her shoulder. She suddenly found she needed something to fiddle with. “What’s all this about...?”

twithyourcoffee, my little brother, thought it would be funny when I was standing up to move the chair I was sitting in a leeeetle bit backwards. I ended up falling flat on my butt and started laughing so hard and the regret ON HIS FACE omg and he just started to gently coddle me and kept asking if things were in tact and okay. No one had ever done that to me before. It was glorious. I'm still laughing about it. Ahahahahahahahaha XDDDD

He's a really sweet and gentle soul he really doesn't like hurting people--thank you for your concern for me bruh, I'm really quite alright~ X3