I trained for your pride.

Chapter 2: The Bruise 2.

BISHOP'S POV:

As I walked towards the autopsy room, my face started to hurt.

"Eleanor!" Exclaimed Ducky.
"Hi Duck, uhm- can you check on that please?"
"Ouuh- yeah, you definitly should check that."
"Oh hi Jimmy I didn't see you."
"Don't worry, so what happened?"
"I ran into a door this morning and I guess I might have hit it harder than I thought."
"Ok, well sit down." Ordered Ducky.
"Okay."
*a few minutes later*
"So, can I go back? We have a case."
"No, well, you can work but desk duty, it's really bad Eleanor, keep ice on it. Are you sure it's a door who did this?"
"Yes."
"Ok, well, see you later."
"See ya!" I said as I left.

TORRES'POV:

We got back to the Navy Yard and I was very worried about Bishop cause I'm a hundred percent sure it's not a door who did this.

"Ellie!?" I said running back into the bullpen.
"Uhh- what's up? Why 'Ellie'?"
I took her hand and lead her to another place with less people.
"What- what are you doing we have to work Torres."
"No, not until you stop to lie to me."
"Tor-"
"No, Ellie, look I don't know what happened, but if it's a guy who did this I can-"
"What!? No, no you got it all wrong nobody did this to me I ran into a door I told you."
"A door doesn't do that."
"Well, I litteraly was running so yeah it does."
"Ellie, what happened?..."
"I. RAN. INTO. A. DOOR. Periodt." She said leaving the room.
"Ellie... I know it's not the thruth."
"We have to work so either you're coming or you stay here, but I'm not getting fired!"