Restoration [Shawn Mendes] AU

Chapter 93

"Hey man, I need your help! If you've got the time today, can you come down here and look at some evidence I just got in a little while ago? It may be something or it may not be, but I need your expertise to see if you can tell me one way or another," Sgt. Saminiago requested as he called Kyle Dawson, the police department's IT tech.

"Sure, whatcha got?"

"Eh, some perv jackin' off while looking at images on his computer of this woman he's been stalking."

"And you need me to do what exactly with that?" Kyle chuckled.

"I'm not sure, but I think he may have tripped up on keeping his identity a secret. He used a burner phone to take a video of himself to send to her in a text, and if I'm not mistaken, it looks like we might be able to get at least a partial facial recognition from his reflection on the desktop computer screen. I need you to tell me if you see the same thing I see, and if you can do something to enhance the image to maybe give us a clearer picture of who this guy is. I mean this is the first small hint of SOME kind of evidence on this case in over a year!"

"Ok, I'll see what I can do. I'll be downstairs to check it out after I take care of some phone issue over on the other side of the building."

"Alright, see ya later then," Sgt. Saminiago replied as he hung up the phone.

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By late afternoon Michelle was still asleep after the raging meltdown she'd had earlier. Shawn had laid down with her and held her until she'd cried herself to exhaustion, and after she'd fallen asleep he got up and quietly shut the bedroom door so as not to disturb her. Now he was worried about how things would go once she woke up. He finally went to check on her around 4:30, and found she was awake but not moving, just curled up in a fetal position and staring at the wall.

He went over to have a seat on the edge of the bed beside her and leaned down to kiss her on the head, but she barely acknowledged his presence, nor said a word to him. This was not like her at all, but he was resolute in his effort to get her out of the state she was in. He just knew he needed to be cautious in how to proceed so she wouldn't get upset and start crying again.

"You feelin' better baby?" he asked quietly.

"I don't know," she shrugged.

"Do you want me to make you some tea?"

"No thanks."

"Are you hungry?"

"No, but you go ahead and eat."

"No, I'll wait awhile. I'm not hungry either," he replied as he gently ran his hand over her arm and shoulder.

"I'll get up in a little bit. I should probably go back to my loft anyway."

"WHAT? Why would you do that? You need to stay here with me."