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[Pierre Quinn]

Pierre still couldn't believe he had to report to his sister. That was still bugging him. Of all the precincts in Chicago and he had to get stuck in the same one as her. Who thought this was a smart idea? Clearly someone who didn't think it would cause issues. Then on top of that he had some partner who had no interest in having a partner. She'd lost a partner, he understood that clearly. He lost his wife close to seventeen years ago and he was still not healed from that. He could relate to Rachel in that regards. Possibly why she hadn't tried to kill him yet.

On the other hand, he hadn't bothered to really date much since Serena's death. There had been the random fling that ended badly. Hunter was an adult now. He'd managed to overcome that hurdle. He only wished his son could have known his mother. Sometimes Pierre kicked himself for not filling that void; but he'd never been ready to take that step. It was still a work in progress. However, that wasn't to say that he didn't look. There were a few women at the CPD who turned his eyes but it had never gone further than that.

Today, he'd managed to walk past one of the bomb squad blondes who turned his head on more than one occasion. Pierre, being Pierre hadn't spoken to her. It was easier to just do as he had always done and just say the good morning greetings. His eyes however, had probably given him away in front of his partner no less. He was now stuck in the car with said partner and in the passenger seat of all places. CPD was so much different from Massachusetts. He was used to a small town and news traveling fast, but the CPD seemed to have that down to an art too. Oh for the love of...

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[Rachel Murphy]

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THE BEST DREAMS

happen when you're awake

A new partner, come on why was the world against her in general? She had been fine filling in, working different shifts, going out on her own hell she had manned the reception desk for a few shifts and didnt mind it. Now she had to get the Lieutenants brother? Rachel didnt want anyone else at her side, no she lost her partner and the only one she trusted was Michael. He was there, he knew what he was doing and sure they might have argued and sniped at each other a fair amount but hell the man was practically family to her.

Pierre was, well he was but he was no Michael and the way he looked at half the women on the force she was surprised his head wasnt on swivel mode. If she wasnt so invested in hating the man then she might have teased the crap out of him for it. Rachel was stood watching her partner and couldnt help but notice the way his eyes seemed to be following a bomb squad blonde, yeah great just what she needed to see. Her new partner, eyeing up her old partners girlfriend. Her brain was still trying to process that little nugget when they headed or the car.

This shift was going to be a pain in the butt she thought taking a breath as she started the car about to put her foot down before she took out the keys cutting the engine. She wasn’t one for hating people and so far, the guy couldnt help who he was related to or the fact she wasnt in a head space for a new partner. Instead Rachel looked over at Pierre and shifted in her seat to face him. “So who are you dating at the moment?” Rachel asked deciding to quiz her new partner to death.

After all if he was looking then she needed to make sure he was a single looking and not a married, or girlfriend or just a general creep looking kind of guy. “And I take it blondes are your thing?” Rachel added failing to hide the serious smirk on her face given she had seen the look he gave Tess. Yeah it was complicated but everyone needed to move on in a way. “Or is it a French thing?” She added not sure if it was or if Pierre just had a type.

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[Pierre Quinn]

Pierre knew what he was doing but this whole partner thing, he preferred when he had a partner who actually tried to get to know him. That wasn't happening between him and his supposed partner right now. While he understood why she was that way, it didn't help him feel anymore welcome on the CPD. Funny how things happened. He sometimes wonder why he settled down here in Chicago. Why not someplace else? A question for a later time maybe.

Tess reminded him of Serena in ways, except Serena had been a brunette. But the sporty athletic build, he could swear he was seeing double. That smile though, he could tell now was not the time to approach this woman though. If rumours were worth their weight, then this woman had just lost her boyfriend. Oh, there were so many better options.

Great twenty questions because he so much looked at a woman. “I'm a widow of 17 years and a single dad. I don't have time for dating.” Sure his son was almost an adult but almost still counted when he still needed to graduate high school. He was going to leave off the part about Tess reminding him about Serena until the blonde comment came out.

“The blonde reminds me of someone and for the record my wife was a brunette.” No, he wasn't going to go there. No one asked her to stick her nose into things. Just what he hated more than being partnered with someone who didn't want a partner, being partnered with a nosy partner who didn't really want a partner. Oh there were days.

Rachel Murphy

[Rachel Murphy]

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THE BEST DREAMS

happen when you're awake

Rachel was trying her best to be normal about things but having someone else sit beside her that wasn’t Michael. Sure the first few shifts it was just like he was on leave, he would be back to joke and laugh with her about something. Then it wasn’t just leave, the longer a new partner arrived the more she realised that Michael wasn’t coming back, that the funeral was real, that the day was real, that the shooting was real. She didnt need the reminder in the form of the patrol lieutenants brother but there she had it.

Sitting right there, eyeing up her partners girlfriend that wasnt really the girlfriend now because... yeah it was a serious because. No people needed to work it out, move on sure she knew that but it didnt mean she could trust this guy over night. Besides that his name was Pierre, French and who trusted the French? Who trusted anyone for that matter she thought as she wasnt in making friends right away so no teasing him and interrogating him to figure out if he was good people or not. It made sense.

“Sorry to hear that but yeah you’ve got time to date.” Rachel said with a roll of her eyes, he might be a widow but he was alive and had eyes right? “Unless you’re that guy who has a really creepy basement... then yes by all means don’t have time for dating. Other than that, why not dip a toe in the pool or I can just shove you into it?” Rachel offered with more of an evil, this is the plan kind of grin. Well maybe the guy wasnt so bad after all and if she could play match maker or just shove the guy in the right direction. Maybe another seventeen years might loosen him up a little.

“So she reminds you of someone, who is that someone?” Rachel asked deciding that as a cop, she could ask and ask away. “So you’re wife was a brunette, try to live a little. Go blonde for a while, try it out, see if it’s your thing. Jeez did they stick me with a partner who’s super boring or just terrified of his shadow?” She added trying to goad him into saying something or just annoying the hell out of him. Either way if they killed each other on the job then it saved finding new partners. “Me, I’m into brunettes, my husband is with some kick ass blue eyes to boot.” She added deciding to at least try to be friendly... ish. Though the conversation reminded her of one she had with Michael not too long before.

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[Pierre Quinn]

Pierre right now hated his partner. She wasn't ready for a new partner, even he could see that one a mile away. Pierre wasn't setting out to fill any voids. It wasn't his fault that he got stuck with her. No, he'd just drawn the unlucky straw with his move to Chicago and his change of departments. As luck would have it, this wasn't an easy transition. Then again nothing in his life would.

He knew that the name of his wife wouldn't mean anything to Rachel so he decided to just go with the name of the woman he'd married. “Serena” it was simple. He'd never talked about his late wife and he'd never mentioned her name until this very second. It wasn't like he and his partner talked if at all. Hell he didn't even know how the woman was related to the intelligence detective upstairs and they shared a last name. That's how little Pierre had spoken to the woman beside him in the squad care.

The rolling of her eyes Pierre felt it a little disrespectful on Serena's behalf. They were not off to the greatest of starts and there was nothing that was helping the situation. Then she had to go and ask if he was boring or terrified of his own shadow. “We all have our baggage Murphy. Or maybe life has been all sunshine and rainbows for you?” He waited until the car stopped and he went inside a local cafe. He needed a coffee. Before he disappeared he looked over his shoulder. “He's lucky to have you.” He got his coffee order and refused to go back outside. He needed a moment to himself. Talking about Serena had never been easy and his partner goading him towards a woman that was near the spitting image of her wasn't going over easy.

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[Rachel Murphy]

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THE BEST DREAMS

happen when you're awake

Rachel was finding it tough to trust any partner that wasn’t Michael, hell she spent half her day measuring whoever it was up to the man. It wasn’t really a tactic that worked for her but then if she could find fault then Michael stayed perfect which to her given what happened he was in a sense. It was just unfortunate that Pierre had to pick this time to get her as a partner, unlucky by far but it didnt help anything really.

So there was a Serena, well she sounded hot. In that way when you hadn’t a clue who it was but you imagined that tall leggy brunette with assets up to wherever and curves to die for. Yeah Serena was that kind of name to her. Rachel was usually one to ask questions, to find out details and sure partners became close. She knew about Michael maybe not inside and out but pretty well. Pierre however she didnt have much of a clue about him other than a name of a woman Tess reminded him off. “It’s a nice name, glad she reminds you of her.” Rachel said without thinking too much about it.

Then the sunshine and rainbows came out of it, yeah she liked to think things had been good so far but then she had lost her brother and her partner. Life wasnt sunshine and rainbows at all. She didnt even answer him instead choosing to stay silent as she glanced at Pierre when he mentioned coffee. Any other day, any other person and any other mood she would have said yes but right then all she could do was shake her head in complete silence.

She didnt make a move to stop him going inside for coffee instead she sat there for a moment thinking how her lucky husband might feel hearing her being a total idiot. Not so lucky she told herself as she waited what she thought was the appropriate amount of time before leaving the car and following Pierre inside. She saw him with his coffee order as he ordered her own before stepping toward him waiting for her to be ready. “Thanks but I dont think he’d be too impressed with me today.” Rachel said in an attempt at an apology.

“I’m sorry.” She stated, “It’s not been a great time lately, I lost my brother and my partner so yeah I might be projecting whatever onto you but you don’t really deserve it.” Rachel wasn’t entirely sure what she was doing recently, it was like work didnt much have the same appeal when you didnt know if pink cupcakes or donuts would be taken well or not. Reaching for her coffee once it was ready she smiled and held out her hand, “Truce for the shift?” She offered attempting to be less standoffish about a new partner.

“It’s only fair I get to know you right, so the woman you were ogling she was my partners girlfriend before he... well yeah. Just so you know so yeah she’s single now. Second thing and be truthful, on a scale of zero to superman, how likely are you to try to fly?” Rachel said figuring that since Michael it was more than a valid question to ask a new partner.

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