Into The Blue || Blue Bloods Fanfiction

29; Sweet Fights And Sweet Dreams

Arriving at the scene, Noelle felt like she was walking through quicksand, her heart beating wildly in her chest. She could sense a flurry of activity around her, but she didn't hear any of it, just roaring in her ears as she stared straight ahead at the burned Hummer.

She was knocked off-balance for a moment when a fireman ran past her. He tossed out a quick apology but didn't slow down as he raced closer to the scene. Everyone was running around, all of them had a job to do. To them this was business as usual; just another case, just another crime scene.

"About time, Tinker-Elle. If you had shown up earlier we could have roasted some marshmallows," her co-worker, Will, joked when she came to a stop beside him while he took pictures of the body.

He snapped another picture, then turned his head and saw the concerned look on her face. She had always looked a bit sad when she arrived on a scene- feeling sorry for the victim and what their death would do to their loved ones, but she was usually hopeful that she would be able to tell their stories and justice would come through in the end.

The look on her face at this scene was something completely different- she looked seconds from falling apart right in front of his eyes.

"Hey, you okay, Noelle?" He lightly touched her arm to get her attention.

Turning to look at him, she blinked her eyes, as if seeing him for the first time standing beside her. She cleared her throat, her voice still sounding low and shaky as she questioned, "ID?"

He nodded his head, knowing she was asking if they had been able to ID the body yet. "Yeah, name's Sylvia Montoya."

Blowing out a breath in relief, Noelle felt tears fill her eyes at the news. It wasn't Linda. The burned remains she was staring at was not Linda.

"Are you sure you're okay?" Will asked again as he watched her take in several deep breaths and try to get control of her emotions. "Did you know her?" He nodded toward the body.

"No, I just..." Releasing another breath, she continued, "I just think it's a horrible way to die."

"Hm," he hummed as he took a few more pictures, trying to get a shot at every angle. He didn't buy the excuse she gave him but decided not to call her on it. "You think these animals were at least 'nice' enough to take her out quickly before they set her ablaze."

"I hope so," she mumbled. Any way the woman was murdered wouldn't have been pleasant, but she was hoping it was quick and she didn't suffer much before she was set on fire.

Hearing chatter behind her about the commissioner, she turned her head to see Frank arriving on the scene. Telling her co-worker she would be back, she began to walk toward Frank and gave him a quick shake of the head when she saw the question in his eyes- which was quickly followed by relief knowing it wasn't Linda in the vehicle.

"Has the female been identified yet?" Frank came to a stop in front of her.

With a nod, Noelle answered, "Her name was Sylvia Montoya."

"Do we have a COD yet?" he questioned, asking about the cause of death.

"I haven't had a chance to really look at the body yet," she admitted. "When I arrived, I mainly just wanted to make sure it wasn't..."

As her voice trailed off, he nodded in understanding, knowing the first thing on her mind was Linda.

Before he could ask her any more questions, they heard another car pull up, followed by the frantic voice of Danny as he spotted them and began to walk toward them. Noelle glanced at Frank for a moment and saw him give her a nod before she rushed past him to meet Danny halfway.