If We're Not Soulmates, Then I Don't Believe In Love

The Cabello Sisters 2

It seemed as though days passed of Lauren sitting in her chair, finishing paperwork from the Logans case, waiting for Camila to come in the door.

When she finally did, the deputy couldn't keep the grin off her face. "Cabello, nice to have you back in el hotel de la policia."

Camila tilts her head at Lauren and says, "You speak Spanish?" while going over to the holding cell and locking herself in.

"Yeah I'm Cuban." Lauren grabs a chair and sets it up outside of the cell, along with a tv table to do her work on.

"No way! I'm Cuban too." Camila grins at her through the bars, and it makes the cop's heart ache.

Lauren smile back. "How are you feeling?" She could see some bandages that her tank top didn't cover.

She shrugs. "Like I said this morning, I've been worse. It'll leave a cool scar."

"Yeah I'm sure it will. Dudes love scars." Lauren only brought guys up to test the waters about Camila's sexuality.

"I don't really care what dudes love. Tell me Lauren, are you into scars?" She grips the bars and leans towards them, giving Lauren a smirk.

"Uh," her mouth goes dry, "yes," she squeaked.

She laughs and retreats further into the cell, laying on the provided cot. "Sorry, these pain meds make me woozy."

Gulping, Lauren nods even though Camila can't see her. "Yeah of course. You need a blanket?"

Camila sits up and looks back at Lauren, curiosity in her eyes. "You're way cooler than than the deputy they used to have here."

"So is that a yes on the blanket?"

Chuckling, Camila nods sheepishly.

Lauren stands and grabs the one she keeps in her desk for late winter nights. "Here ya go." She pushes it through the bars.

Camila buries her face into it. "It's so soft. It smells like you." Glancing up quickly, Lauren can see the blush spreading across her cheeks.

"What happened to you being all badass huh? All of the sudden you're just a huge softie." Lauren gives her a small smile, fondness radiating from her eyes.

Camila had never expected to fall for someone, lest of all a cop, but Lauren had this calming aura that drew her in. "I guess you just make me feel at home."

Lauren about chokes on her spit. "Uh- what?"

Rolling her eyes, Camila goes back to lay down. "Nothing Jauregui." She tries to build her walls back up, aware that she has already become too comfortable.

The deputy's heart sinks. "Right yeah. Have a good nap Cabello."

As Camila falls asleep, she can hear Lauren moving her chair back to her desk. It had worked, she'd pushed the cop away, but it hurt.

While Camila sleeps, Lauren finishes up paperwork and clocks out. "Hey Cowell, I'm headed home."

"Home?" He glances up from his desk. "I thought I told you, you're on Cabello duty."

"She can't stay here alone over night?" Lauren glances behind her at the holding cell where Camila was still passed out.

"She's considered a highly dangerous offender for the next two days Jauregui. You have twenty minutes to go home and change and get some food, but you'd better be back here before I leave."

Lauren sighs dramatically and grabs her coat before leaving the station. She returns 19.5 minutes later, now wearing sweats and a tight t-shirt. She sets a bag of food down outside of Camila's cell and goes back to her desk.