It's Not Over

Games People Play

Andy was the first to notice Roise's difficulty hearing. It was little things, like when he turned the music up louder than usual while cooking or how he got startled when she entered the room, having not heard her coming. He watched her lips more when she spoke and she often had to repeat them.

Soon after, his family noticed, since he often asked they'd repeat information about the body he was examining. Ira and Ryan then picked up on it as well, but when no one said anything to him, Rosie played it off. Andy wasn't buying it, which is exactly what she told Pippi when she asked while bringing her coffee at the station to keep her awake behind the phone.

"Should we wait for him to tell us?" Pippi asked, leaning on the desk and Annalise sat back in her chair, one knee up as she thought.

"I'm not so sure he's come to terms with it himself, I don't really wanna force him to."

"He knew it was coming for a long time, though."

"Yeah, but didn't he have a few more years."

"Annalise, the lost of his hearing's not the end."

"I know-" she started, confused about where this was coming from.

"You're taking it as a sign of the end but you know him, he'll be here for a while."

"You're scared," Annalise observed, sitting up straighter, realizing Pippi was saying out loud the things she'd been telling herself. "Reasonably. I am too but it's exactly what you said. I mean, he's got way too much life left in him, he's not going anywhere anytime soon," she comforted Pippi, who nodded.

"So maybe we do ask about his hearing," Pippi began, just as the phone rang.

"Seattle Fire Department, station 19," Andy answered, her face immediately turning bored when the person on the other end of the line started speaking. "I see. Have you tried changing the batteries?" She asked, her tone not matching her expression, especially when the woman told her she hadn't. A few minutes later, Andy hung up, placing her head in her hands and groaning.

"That's the attitude," Sullivan's sarcastic voice drew her attention as he walked in from the barn, though she didn't look. He stepped behind her to grab a folder as Pippi asked

"You get calls like that often?"

"More often than we'd like but it's better than the alternative," she stated, wishing fire safety was more widely taught but glad she could at least help keep people safe. Still, answering calls, especially these, wasn't very exciting.

"It's it possible we're wrong," Pippi asked, switching back to the conversation behind. Robert flipped through the file, not really processing anything he was reading with Andy sitting so close.

"All of us?"

"You're right."

"I don't know, maybe we should just play it by ear... I should have picked another phrase."

"He's a fan of denial," Pippi reminded her, having seen how long it took him to go after Andy.

"Can't hurt to let him deny it just a little longer."

"Right again," Pippi agreed as Andy sipped her coffee. "I should get back to work."

"mhm, go solve murders. Thanks again for the coffee! The most incompetent citizens of seattle have you to thank for making sure someone can tell them how to change their battery!" she called put as Pipp made her way to the door.

"We're a team, I keep you awake, you answer the calls. And we all know, teamwork..." she began, stepping out the first set of doors.

"Not you too!"