Badges & Criminals

Capitolo 7

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"Oh my God no!"

I turned around to find the source of the distressed cry and saw Garcia looking like he was about to either bust his computer with a bat or burst into tears while ripping his hair out. I breathed out angrily and forced myself over to his desk, folding my arms as I glare down at him.

"What happened this time?" He looked up at me with teary eyes and I felt my eyebrow twitch, something that usually happened when I stressed too much.

"I went to open one of our case files and accidentally deleted it!" He wailed making my scowl deepen at the hideous noise.

"Ah," I turned to see Mike and Matthew approaching us, Matthew with his ever present coffee. "I see the Fuck-Up Fairy has visited us again!" Matthew crowed with a look of amusement.

Mike slapped him upside the head as he rolled his eyes at the younger man's antics. I had no idea how they had been partners for almost seven years now and Matthew was still alive somehow. God must've blessed his ass when he was born or something since Mike nearly kills me everytime I spend more than ten minutes around him.

Mike pushed Garcia out of the way, sending my useless partner's chair slidding across the floor as he went to work on his computer. He punched his fingers on the keyboard for a few violent minutes before turning around and clapping his hands, like he had just stuck a landing for some gymnastics team, and walked toward the front doors. However, he stopped halfway there, nearly causing Matthew the run into him, and looked back at me like he had remembered something.

"There's two more bodies on 53rd street," he said. "You'd best hurry up before Agents Griever and Parker get there and start poking around."

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"This is getting ridiculous!" Garcia waved his hands about in front of him, motioning toward the crime scene in front of us. I had to agree with him but I just couldn't seem to form the words whenever I looked upon the victims. It wasn't like I hadn't seen this before, hell we had two bodies similar to these down at the morgue. No, the problem was that I knew them.

Eddie Santos and Roger Kelly was a couple that would be described as high school sweet hearts. Dominic and I had met Roger in the academy when we were only eighteen years old and we had quickly become friends since we all had similar personalities and sense of humor. We had eventually come to learn before our commencement ceremony that he planned on proposing to his long time boyfriend Eddie and of course the boy said yes, in front of hundreds of people. A year later they were married and he was transferred to a different department and with that, we sort of lost all contact with him.

I could already feel guilt starting to eat away at me. All of the 'what if's' and 'maybe's' had already began seeping into my mind as I gazed upon their lifeless bodies feeling like I could've done something to prevent this. I should've done something.

"You alright man?" Garcia's face popped into view with a look of concern.

I scowled and shoved his face away from me. "Peachy," I grumbled. "Now stop ruining my day with your mug."