"But she's right there!"

No Answer

Tim was driving home, he didn't understand why everyone was being weird. He was really worried about Lucy. When he got home he immediately called her, straight to voicemail. He tried calling her again, voicemail.
"What am I doing?" He asked himself "she's your rookie and you're her TO you can't call her, that's weird." He sat down, he had a weird feeling about all this. "Why did Lopez and Harper look at me like that?" He kept asking himself these questions, but he didn't knew the answer. He decided, he was going to Lucy's apartment.

On the way to her apartment he felt weird, like a bad feeling. He arrived but waited in front of the door. "What the hell am I doing?" He said and walked away. He looked back and saw Jackson standing at the window, he was on the phone and looked really concerned. "Maybe he was dealing with some personal problems" he thought and brushed it away.

When he got home he went straight to bed. He laid there with is eyes open, looking at the ceiling. He didn't understand why he was feeling this way. He felt an overwhelming sadness, but why? Lucy survived, what is happening? Why isn't she talking? Why does nobody look at her?

His heart started pounding, he started sweating and he started shaking really badly. He needed to call Lucy, it was the only solution. He searched trough his contracts, looking for Lucy's name. He finally found her, he pressed call. Voicemail. He tried calling again. Voicemail, again. "Lucy!! Please pick up!" He screamed while calling her for the third time. Again voicemail, he started sobbing. He didn't understand why. Lucy is okay, Lucy is alive, Lucy is alright.

Tim looked tried, he walked into the station. Then Angela walked up to him "Hey, how's it doing, with you know everything?" She asked with an concerned tone. "I'm fine! Why is everybody so concerned about me?!" He almost screamed. "You don't have to be angry, it's not your fault. I'm always here for you, you're my best friend!" She said and hugged him.

On patrol Lucy was quiet again. "Why didn't you answered my calls" Tim asked, but Lucy just looked at him with empty eyes. "Is everything okay?" He tried again, nothing. "You know you can talk to me" he said.

But she just looked at him with that empty look, like she was Lucy but not Lucy. "LUCY! ANSWER ME!" He screamed, she didn't even flinched. Then he said in a calme voice "I'm sorry I shouldn't have screamed at you. But it's like I'm talking to a ghost."