Working with the police was not an easy thing, — You never knew if you would come home alive, or if you would get an eight-hour night's sleep.

And Claire understood that perfectly. You used to have lunch together every day, she liked having you as a partner. At least the laughter you gave her made her day more relaxed.

But it was at a party last night that things got out of hand. With alcohol in her veins, Claire started to get close to you, which resulted in clothes on the floor and a sore body. "Holy shit- What is this?" You woke up to Claire's scream.

She was quickly covering herself with the sheets. While you had nail marks digging into you, Claire had marks as far as God knows. The entire night before had been spent drinking alcohol, the consequences would come now, anyway.