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The Pretty Reckless- My Medicine 

The one thing Carter hates more than murdering psychopaths is narcissistic mothers. Listening to that recording boiled her blood. The broken look on Wright's face reminded her of the many foster mothers who had their own children and treated them like they were nothing. Fathers who stayed because they were afraid of what would become of their children if they left. What kind of a woman does that to a little girl? 

The tap on the chief's glass door had everyone wondering what she was doing here so early. She was specifically told that they were to stay home until the DNA samples came back from headquarters in Kansas City. The chief looked at her confused when he opened the door for her. 

"What the hell are you two doing here?" he asked. He had sent her home so she could try and get as much rest as she could before the new case became the only life source she could sustain for however long she stays on this case. 

"This isn't about the case, sir," she explained before he sat back down behind his desk. 

"What's going on?" 

"Chief, I know this is sudden but I need to go home. My ex-wife dropped off my daughter at my mom's. My mom has a heart condition," 

"He's underselling it. His ex-wife dropped his daughter off at his mom's after telling her to fuck off. The court ruled against him after the divorce because he didn't have a place to stay. I'd like to make that call now," 

"What call?" Kaleb asked his partner. The chief sat back knowing exactly what she was talking about. 

"You know if you make that call you can never make it again. Are you sure this is what you want?" he asked. 

"What else would I need it for if not this?" she asked looking away from the surprised manner he was looking at her. 

Jesus, he had never seen this kind of anger from her before. Not even on her worst days. The fire in her eyes said it all. God have mercy on the soul of the woman she's going after for rejecting this man's little girl. 

"Carter you don't know this man. You've known him for less than a week and half that time he had locked himself in a hotel room drunk off his ass. It's-" 

"I hardly knew you when you risked your career and your relationship for me. I'm not risking anything. All I'm trying to do is help a man and his kid. You know exactly how I had to grow up. The things I had to endure, the things I had to see before I ran off on my own. This little girl has a father who is willing to fight for her. I'm not going to ask you again and I'm not asking you for a favor. I'm telling you to make that call and get me what I want," 

Kaleb had never seen an exchange like this. He looked between the chief and his partner who had 'say no to me and I will fuck shit up' written all over her face. Whoever this call is to must be big because he was basically telling her no as if she needed his permission. The chief finally looked away from their intense stare down. 

"Fine, if that's what you want," he reluctantly sighed. He turned his gaze towards Kaleb. "If you fuck this up in anyway. I will personally send the permanent suspension to the bureau telling them there is nothing to salvage here," 

Kaleb looked at his new partner who wouldn't meet his eyes. The chief motioned them both to get out. Once the two were outside the office, she took her seat at her desk to wait for him to finish that call. Kaleb stood at the end of her desk looking down at her wondering what the hell was going on. 

"Sit down, Wright. You're making me agitated and I get a whole lot worse when I am," she said clenching her hands into fists tightly before opening them back up. 

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