Jealous - Will Graham

2.

"sorry gentlemen." Jack says addressing the men sat in front of us before sitting in his seat you take this opportunity to look at Sam and see her staring at the men so you clear your throat hoping she'll look at you she did but you didn't realise the other three had as well. so you start mimic sucking off a dick in an attempt to make her laugh but halfway through your actions you suddenly feel eyes on you so turn around and see the three men's eyes trained on your hands. Jack of course looks as disappointed as always while the other two look amused. you quickly pretend to cough and turn around to Sam and see her barely holding in her laughter so you flip her off behind your back. 

"yes, Agent Crawford?" you ask with a smile and he rolled his eyes but still carried on. 

"Agent Thatcher, Agent Hansley. You both know that fighting is not acceptable in a place of work correct?" he says and sam nods but you don't.

"correct, Miss Thatcher?" He repeats.

"Well not entirely sir." you see his eyes widen and he motions for you to carry on. "fighting builds up competition which makes people work harder and better plus we're detectives sir fighting's part of the job." 

"I see. Is slut shaming also part of the job? or how about accusing a well respected member of sleeping with his agent?" 'so he heard the argument then' you thought.

"it's not accusing if it's true." you say. 

"oh come on y/n really that was between me and you?!" Sam says loudly. 

"hey you told people I slept with Dr Chilton!"

"yeah well only because you wouldn't shut up about it." 

"He was fit! of course I'm going to brag." 

"yeah well-" Sam started. 

"OKAY, okay shut up now both of you. Agent Thatcher, you know Dr. Chilton would you say he likes you?" jack asks turning his attention to you. 

"yeah, I guess sir why?" you say confused 'why would he possibly need to know this?' you thought. 

"jack I think that's highly unethical of you that's borderline manipulation." 'ah physiatrist' you thought. 

"isn't manipulation a part of therapy?" you say and the three men turn to you again "I mean you manipulate your patients into feeling better or into feeling comfortable enough to tell you things they wouldn't tell others."

"yes. but we see it more as helping others understand who they really are." he says with a look of almost curiosity. 

"I don't see how telling people to go on long walks or drink tea to calm down is helpful but whatever you say sir." you say with a polite smile. 

"perhaps you need a different physiatrist." he says with a smile that puts you on nerve a little.

"perhaps I do." you say and look to the man next to him 'it all makes sense now he's obviously some type of agent and that's his physiatrist' you thought before walking over to Sam. 

"alright well now that you two have finished your weird flirting game y/n I'd like you to join us to see an old friend of ours." Jack says with a tight lipped smile. 

"Do I have any choice sir?" but I already knew the answer to that. 

"meet you outside in five Agent Thatcher. Agent Hansley you're dismissed go back to work." jack says and you both leave the room. 

"what the fuck just happened?" Sam questions and you shrug. 

"Are you actually going to go and see Frederick again?" Sam asked and your eyes widened not knowing 'old friend' meant him. 

"oh no this is really not good." you say debating whether to run or stay.