In Death 17 - Imitation in Death

the tears. "I'll get right on it, sir."
     
     
"That's not your job."
     
     
"As your aide--"
     
     
"You're no longer my aide. You're a detective, and part of this paperwork Vin slogging through is your new assignment."
     
     
The tears dried up, and the flush the excitement and joy had put in her cheeks drained away. "I don't understand."
     
     
"Detectives can't be wasted as aides." Eve spoke briskly. "You'll be reassigned. I assume you'd prefer to stay in Homicide."
     
     
"But... but. God! Dallas, I never- considered that I couldn't stay-that we wouldn't work together. Pd never have taken the damn exam if I'd known you'd have to boot me."
     
     
"That's a ridiculous thing to say, and shows a lack of respect for your shield. I can give you a short list of choices for your reassignment." Eve flicked a key on the desk unit and had a spreadsheet coming up. "Or if you're just going to whine about it, I'll make the choice for you."
     
     
"I wasn't thinking, wasn't expecting." And now her stomach hurt all over again. "I can't take it in. Couldn't I at least take a few days to adjust? Continue as your aide until you make other arrangements? I could clear up the pending--"
     
     
"Peabody, I don't need an aide. I never needed an aide, and got along fine without one before I took you on. Now it's time for you to move along."
     
     
Eve turned back to her desk in a gesture of dismissal. With her lips pressed tightly together, Peabody nodded. "Yes, sir."
     
     
"Don't need a damn aide," Eve repeated. "Could use a partner, though."
     
     
That stopped Peabody in her tracks. "Sir?" she managed in a croak.
     
     
"If you're interested, that is. And as the ranking officer, I'd still dump most of the shitwork on you. That's the part I really like."
     
     
"Partner? Your partner." Peabody's lips trembled, and the tears won.
     
     
"Oh for God's sake! Close the door if you're going to blubber. Do you think I want the bull pen to hear crying in here? They might think it's me."
     
     
She sprang up, slammed the door herself, and then found herself caught in another of Peabody's bear hugs.
     
     
"I take this as a yes."
     
     
"This is the best day of my life." Peabody stepped back, rubbed the tears off her cheeks. "The ult. I'm going to make you a hell of a partner."
     
     
"I bet you will."
     
     
"And I won't do the hug and blubber thing except in extreme circumstances.
     
     
"Good to know. Get out of here so I can finish my work. I'll buy you a drink after shift."
     
     
"No, sir. I'm buying." She opened her hand, showed Eve her badge. "It's beautiful, isn't it?"
     
     
"Yeah. Yeah, it is."
     
     
Alone, Eve sat at her desk again, then took out her own badge and studied it. Tucking it away again, she looked up at the ceiling. But this time, she smiled.
     
     
It felt right. It felt exactly right.
     
     
The End