What were you Expecting?

Claire

Claire walked into the morgue to see her boss and the medical examiner in a frantic make out session. "Whoa there you two," she said coming in with her eyes covered, "I get that you're married, but have some respect for the dead. Even if he is a Meta."

Ava laughed and straightened her lab coat before walking to the body for her paperwork. "Good morning to you too Claire," she said pulling out the papers from toxicology, "your lovely Meta here died from the broken neck, just like i thought. He was one more drug intake from an overdose, shows that he was injecting the new drug Axiom. Would love to tell you the signs and symptoms," she paused as she pulled back the sheet covering him, "but sadly he was dead before they set in."

"So boss," she said turning to the tall brunette who had been making out with his wife, "How do you want me to approach this?"

Peter ran a hand through his hair as he was debating the strategy. "Look Jordan," he said pacing around and looking from the body to Claire, "I don't want you to end up here on this table. But the best way is for you to jump right in but I have to figure out a way for to get you in without raising too much suspicion first. I'll probably put Sam on it, since he has guys on the inside. We have a few people tailing some to figure out where they hang out, their eating patterns, their mannerisms. I'll have more for you once Thompson gets back."

Claire sighed and nodded to her boss. "Very well," she said walking towards the door before pausing, "by the way. Next time you want to make out. Try shutting the doors and blinds."

Peter's face flushed a deep red as Claire walked back to the elevator. She couldn't help but chuckle as she hit the button to go up. She heard someone walk up next to her and when she looked she was greeted by a head of blonde hair. "Hi Danny," she said smiling as the doors opened.

She walked into the elevator, holding the doors open for him. "Going up?"she asked, grinning, and raising an eyebrow, "or going down?"

" Anywhere but this floor, the hormones in this room are making me sick," he deadpanned, ignoring her sexual humor, "I honestly don't know why you still insist on trying to fluster me. Unlike most of these pigs, I actually have some self control."

Claire laughed, "Are you calling them pigs because of their actions or because we're all cops here?"

Danny smirked, "think what you'd like."

"Oh Danny, you have a way of insulting someone and making it sound like a compliment,"

"I have a certain set of skills, a way with words is one of them, which is why I am the best Psych-profiler in the city," he said as he looked down at her.

"And is one of the reasons so many girls find you so attractive," she said, laughing a bit.

"Are you saying you find me attractive, Detective Jordan?" He asked, an amused lilt to his voice.

Claire felt her cheeks heat up as the elevator made a noise to signify they were at the floor. "Well would you look at that?" She said stepping out of the elevator, "It's my stop."

"See you at lunch, Claire," he smiled, waving, "oh, and when you get a chance pass on to Sam that I don't think our witness has any reason to lie, but I'll try to get more information out of him if I can."

"I-i will...." She cleared her throat, waving as the doors closed.

Sam coughed to catch her attention. "Well that was interesting," he said as his partner blushed a deep scarlet, "how long have you two been dancing around each other?"

Claire gaped at him. "I am not talking about this with you right now," she said as she tried to laugh it off and walked back to her desk, "You need to go talk with your witness anyways."

Sam laughed loudly, pounding his fist on the desk, "Jeez, seriously! Just tell him already, because he totally already knows you think he's hot!"

"That's because I just accidentally told him in the elevator!" She cried out as she hit her head on the desk.

"Nah, pretty sure the whole staring at his ass as he walks by was the big hint," he sipped at his own coffee and jotted down some notes onto a piece of paper, "so, is Parker with Ava? Or should I just leave this on his desk?"

Claire lifted her head, rubbing the now red spot in the middle of her forehead. She read over the paper and laughed. "You realize that they're married, right?" She asked him with a ludicrous look on her face.

"Yes, which considering you just went to see Ava you'd know better than I would whether i should just leave this little anonymous tip on his desk or hand it to him personally," he said as Peter walked out of the elevator.

"Looks like you can give it to him now," she said as she opened her laptop back up, beginning to finalize some reports before her assignment.

"Give what to me?" Peter asked, stopping at their desk on his way over to his office.

Sam held up the paper with a roll of his eyes, "can't believe you're sending her in there alone Cabron."

"Sam, you know as well as I do that I can only send one,"

"So you send her?! No offense Claire, but these guys are jacked up on drugs and probably hit like a truck! If she's caught there's no way she's gonna be able to defend herself!"

"Sam I think you forget who was the number one person no one could crack in the academy during interrogation, Parker here almost couldn't get me," she said crossing her arms over her chest with a smug smirk.

"While that's true, these guys won't hesitate to put a bullet in you......" Sam began to say as the office area seemed to clear out besides the three in conversation, "I've seen them do it, I think you forget that these guys, if they can't get what they want out of you...they won't leave you alive, I don't want that to happen to you."

Peter looked at the two and sighed. "I would hate to lose one of my best detectives," he said placing a hand on her shoulder as her face fell from the smile, "That's why we're installing failsafes. You will report every night at 1900 hours, I'd say to wear a wire but you'd most likely get caught with it. You have to completely change everything about yourself so no one recognizes you."

"I know, I'm gonna take care of that tonight, so that way you guys don't even know, it's safer that way," she nodded, "by the way, you and Ava up for drinks after work? It was Sam's idea, and so far I think Danny and Luke are going,"

Peter smiled softly, "Yeah, I'll show up, probably won't drink, but i'll be there."

Claire smiled and stood up from her desk. The three stood and it fell quiet. "Thank you," she said hoping that the sentimental moment would be over with, "So I'm going to finish my paperwork before I go deep undercover. But before that, I'm getting more coffee."

Sam chuckled and ran a hand through his hair as he and Parker walked towards the chief's office. "You do that, but I'm wondering what you're gonna do when you don't get your required caffeine after you go undercover, then again, you are pretty scary, maybe you'll fit right in," he said laughing at her as she threw something in his general direction and the room began to fill back up.

"Oh shut up Sam!" She chuckled, flipping him off on her way out.