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-chapter twenty eight-
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*trigger warning* this chapter has mentions of miscarriage
"GUYS IT FOUR IN THE MORNING, WHY DON'T WE JUST CALL IT A NIGHT?" Layla said turning Aaron and Celina.
"You just want to go home so you and Tim can cuddle." Celina retorted rolling her eyes.
Layla sighed before she nodded. "What can I say? I love my fiancé."
"Is there even a point of going home? We have an early day at the station." Aaron said as he nodded in agreement with Celina.
"I'll let Tim know." Layla spoke with a sigh. Celina and Aaron cheered as Layla pulled her phone out to text Tim.
"Did you hear that?" Celina said as they stopped near an alley.
"Hear what?" Aaron asked her.
"There was a bang, or something. Should we call it in?"
"I don't think a bang is enough to call in." Layla spoke shaking her head softly. "Maybe you're imagining things." Layla said waving her arms.
Celina rolled her eyes.
That was until they heard a scream from the alley. "Okay now we definitely heard that." Aaron said.
"So, definitely not your imagination." Layla pulled her phone back out. "I can call Tim." She suggested.
"Layla there's three of us. We can check it out and if something happens we'll call it in." She nodded putting her phone back in her pocket.
Layla nodded her head towards the alley. "Let's go." She kneeled down lifting her shirt as she pulled her flashlight out turning it on. She paused looking back to Aaron.
"What are you doing? You're going in first."
He gave her a shocked look. "Why me?"
"You're the man here."
"Isn't the proper gentlemanly procedure for ladies to go first?" Laylas head titled to the side as Aaron sighed walking infront of the two.
