You had returned back to the station after a long shift, almost being shot by the rookie. He went towards your desk and leaned against the wall.

“I think we need a fresh start.” He awkwardly said and gave you a small smile.

“You could’ve killed me.” You reminded him and continued filling out reports.

“But I didn’t and if I wanted to, I would’ve. Does that not count for anything?” He joked and crossed his arms.