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-chapter thirty three-
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LAYLA WASHED HER MOUTH OUT, AS SHE HAD JUST FINISHEDANOTHER ROUND OF THROWING UP.
She sat down in the floor rubbing her head from the pain.
"Are you sure you're okay?" Tim spoke as he opened the door.
"I'm fine! I'll be out in a few promise."
Tim sighed giving her a nod as he left the bathroom.
Layla waited for him to close the door as she rushed to the toilet sighing softly as not a second went by before Tim's hands swept her hair up.
"Why don't I call Grey-"
"No!" Layla groaned out. "I'm fine!"
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"Lucy, I heard about the detective's exam."
Lucy gave her a smile. "It okay. I'll just try again next time."
Layla gave her a weak smile. "Are you okay though?" Lucy asked her.
Layla gave her a confused expression. "Yeah why wouldn't I be?"
"Tim said you weren't feeling well told John to take it easy on you today-"
Layla paused. "Tim?" She nodded. "Tim told someone else to take it easy?" Lucy nodded once more.
She let out a small sigh. "I'm fine, really I'm great, Tim's being dramatic." Layla gave her one last smile before making eye contact with Tim as she gave him a light glare as applause filled the room.
"There he is." Angela started as Aaron walked into the bullpen.
"Everyone drive safe out there. Thorsen is back in the shop." Nyla commented next.
Layla stood next to Celina.
"As always detective, your unwavering support means the world to me."
John spoke up next from besides Layla. "Don't fret. In Harper speak, that's practically an 'I love you."
"Bradford you got a minute?" Grey called from the office.
