Case #111 ☆ h.s. AU

4: Water

Devlin left about fifteen till one o'clock, she was working until five today.

Tristan was sitting on the couch, still clad in his uniform he was watching tv. I sat down beside him and he hooked his arm around me, I rested my head against his shoulder, the thought of Harry showing up here any second made my stomach turn.

"I should probably go home and get some clothes if I'm going to be staying here a while." He commented after a minute and I nodded, there was no talking him out of it.

"We could get lunch while we're out?" He offered and I agreed, getting out of the house would be nice.

We went to a small cafe, I ordered a water, Tristan ordered a tea and we shared some pizza.

"So, you're looking particularly beautiful today, any reason why?" He asked smirking and I giggled.

"Well, I have a date with my boyfriend tonight so I wanted to look nice but," I started looking around to make sure no one was listening, "He can't know I'm on a date with a handsome guy like you or he'll freak."

Tristan laughed reaching across the table to grip my hand, rubbing circles into my skin with his thumb.

"It'll be our little secret."

After lunch we sat and talked for a little while about Harry and his case, I brought up Langston to Tristan.

"The police missed so much on him, domestic abuse charges, drug charges, other various things." I said taking a sip of my coffee.

"I'm not surprised, from what I heard they only asked a small amount of questions, I'm assuming they just figured that when he said he didn't know anything that he didn't know anything."

I shrugged, I hated withholding the information that Harry had given me but I knew that I couldn't tell him for the sheer fact of him finding out that Harry had been to see me last night and I had promised not to tell anyone.

"Well," Tristan said tossing his napkin on the table and thumbing a five dollar bill out of his wallet to leave as a tip, "I would offer to take you sightseeing today but I hear it's not going to get out of the teens all week."

It had been chilly this morning on the ride over to the cafe, I had worn a pair of leggings and boots, a fleece pull over and a teal sweater my parents had given me for Christmas that I adored.

"So how about a movie? Or we could go shopping?" He suggested grabbing ahold of my hand as we walked across the parking lot, the bone chilling wind whipped through my hair feeling like it was going straight to my bones.

He held up the squad car door, he insisted he drive so I didn't argue.

"What about getting your things?"

"We can do that last." He prompted and I giggled.

"I think I have an idea."

**

"If I fall you promise you won't laugh and will help me up?" I asked lacing up the ice skate on my left foot.

"I can't promise not to laugh, but I promise to help you up." He said and I held up my pinky to make him promise.
We locked pinky's and he helped me stand up on both of my feet.

"I can't believe you've never been ice skating before."

"I can't believe you have." I shot back and he laughed.

"Just adjust your weight to both feet, don't rely on one side or you'll fall for sure."

He guided me out on the ice, the thin skate making me feel vulnerable under my own weight.