(Bechloe)Boston Police Homicide Department

Case 6: Larry Walles

             Beca Mitchell and her team were lead by Dr. Davis to the west wing of the hospital floor, letting them through hallways and reaching a specific room. The peds floor was of course, suitable for young children, colorful and vibrant to keep their spirits and imaginations up, but Beca found them being bed bound to be sad. She couldn't believe how even children could suffer through so much at such a young age.

Beca's attention turned back to the Doctor when Chloe squeezed her hand that was tightly holding Beca's before the brunette felt her let go and shove her lovely hands inside her jacket pocket, making the young detective frown at the emptiness she felt around her fingers.

 Aubrey had went to look into the glass window at the door, observing how carefree and playful Mr. Morrison was, but found Martha Morrison to be strict and foreboding. Aubrey didn't like her rigid and authoritative stance as she looked through pages of Medical books.

"Hey!" A panting British guy, Luke, raised his hand to get the other's attention as he run to them, Dr. Davis watching in amusement as the man tried to catch his breath while handing a piece of paper to Jane,"Got it as fast as possible."

It was the warrant of arrest for the elderly woman. 1st degree murder of Larry Walles.

They all decided that it was best to discuss it with the woman in the conference room instead of making it an inconvenience for all of them to take her to the headquarters. As Aubrey walked in with Dr. Davis, Beca turned to Chloe with a frown on her face.

"I was thinking..." The brunette said, looking down at her shoes as her hands fiddled with the jacket lapels, seemingly clueless as of what to do with them now that it wasn't occupied by Chloe's hands,"You wanna grab dinner tonight?" Beca inquired, her voice quivering in anxiety and confusion as to why the redhead was acting like this.

Chloe remained silent though, eyes equally downcast as the brunette's, feeling her mother's gaze at them as the redhead pondered.

"I mean... We did have dinner together last night, but I was thinking we could have a repetition with a quieter night now that it seems we've found the murderer." Beca tried to persuade the but to no avail, Chloe seemed to be in her own thoughts.

"I... Kind of still have a report to write tonight, Becs, I thought I'd tell you that I might be home early." The ginger finally said, but that crushed the brunette's hope of getting to spend time with Chloe and trying to figure out what she did wrong.

"Um,"Beca's ears burned red as she kept herself from crying of embarrassment, fully aware that Luke and Jane were eavesdropping, but thankfully, Aubrey came out with an agitated Martha Morrison,"Finish with this, Bree..." She extended a hand that contained her phone,"I forgot I have some things to follow up to at the office," She scratched the area below her ear as she turned to Jane who acted like she didn't hear a thing,"Jane, maybe Chloe could catch a ride with you?" Beca didn't wait for anyone to protest or ask questions as she quickly left the corridor and made her way out of the hospital.

Watching as the brunette didn't chance a glance, Chloe's heart broke. But she couldn't help it. Her head is saying one think while her heart was saying another and she can't decide.

Aubrey merely watched and felt how tense the atmosphere was out there and didn't push to pry, she looked at her group and Dr. Davis before nodding and leading an uneasy Morrison back at the conference room.

Chloe decided to pull her head out of the gutter for a moment and listened in as Aubrey started the interrogation.

"I believe this is your number." Aubrey pushed Beca's phone forward to the woman, who took a glance before taking her phone and showing the exact same numbers that was saved in Beca's gallery,"And you've been threatening to take the doctors life..."