Time Is All We Need

Chapter 2

The brunette walked into work, same as usual, determined and ready to well, work. Granted, she always loved going to work the next morning after a win. Her colleagues circled around Toby's desk as they raved about the previous night's game. Emily was never one to join in on the ordeal but the whole department had a lighter feel on those days. She was always business when it came to work. She never liked being bothered at work anyway.

She worked best alone, and when she did have to work with someone, it was always Toby. She kept her head down and only spoke when it was needed. Toby and Emily had only shared about five cases together, but the chief knew that Emily would only work with himself, or Toby. The chief knew though, from experience and from the woman's parents, that she did in fact work best alone. Both her mother and father worked at the department before they both moved away.

"Nice game last night Fields." Jack, the team's running back and linebacker saluted the girl as she walked past the circle of men. She nodded, getting out a quiet, "you too" before she made her way to her desk. She had a new brown file sitting in the center of her desk. She sat down, made herself comfortable, and flipped open the folder.

After nearly the entire work day of pure reading, Emily pushed away from her desk and made her way to the fridge to grab herself a water. She wasn't a coffee drinker, despite the typical cop stereotype. She always got funny looks or people who didn't believe her when she told people she didn't drink coffee. As a child, she always had enough energy, too much her mother always said, and that translated into early adulthood.

She missed her parents on occasion, but they were always overbearing with her. She knew it was for good reason and only in a loving matter, but the brunette felt suffocated by them sometimes. Emily couldn't even leave the house without her mother wanting a report on how she was and where she was going every thirty minutes. Her parents had been very reluctant to leave the brunette, but under certain conditions, they obliged.

Emily notified the chief that she was going to talk to a victim at the hospital. She hated cases like this one, kidnapping cases, but she used her hatred to drive herself into finding the people who committed the crimes.

The brunette walked into the hospital, navigating her way to the main floor of the hospital. She had been in the building enough to basically draw a second blue print. Granted she had great memory, but she knew the layout very well. She patiently waited for the nurse, whom she hadn't recognized, to look up from her computer. When she did, the girl gave the older nurse a smile. She knew the job could take its toll on people, especially when this woman clearly had years of experience.

"Hi," Emily showed her badge, although the uniform probably gave her away, it was a necessity to see a patient "what room is Sarah Keaton in?"

The nurse, Tina, according to her badge, started clicking on the computer without saying anything to Emily. The brunette fiddled with her fingers while she waited for the room number. She wanted to catch whoever did this to Ms. Keaton. "Room 428 Officer..." the dark haired nurse squinted at the gold badge, pinned on Emily's uniform "Fields."

"Thank you." Emily started to walk away but not before the nurse yelled to her.

"Officer Fields, great game last night, even though you played our crew." Emily turned to the nurse and smiled lightly at the older nurse. The girl nodded at her, and went on with her business.

Emily walked the halls in the giant hospital. She hated being in hospitals. She felt..trapped in hospitals, especially this one. She wanted to get the information she needed and get out of there so she could go home. She knew this would take longer than her allotted work day, but it was essential to finding suspects that committed the crime.