(SORRY THIS IS SHORT) As someone with a uterus, you had to worry about your period every month. You had horrible cramps every single day of your period, which was normally how you discovered you were on it. You got some pills from your doctor to help after you told them how much it hurt everyday to the point where it was painful for you to move, and those helped. But all you could do was pray and have a kit in your desk drawer with a pad, a tampon, a spare set of underwear, and said pills. It was mostly okay and fine, but it was still horrible when your pills ran out, like they did today. You were sitting down and finishing up a case folder. Just some pretty normal cop stuff that you normally would do. All of a sudden, you felt a sharp pain in your abdomen. You sat up quickly, swearing under your breath. You reached into your desk drawer to grab your pills, only to find them all out. Jake noticed your pained expression and your body language from the desk across from your desk and started talking to you. “Hey, you good?” He said, looking at you. “Yeah, just my cramps. I ran out of medicine.” You stood up with your period kit. He stood up as well and walked to him. “You’re doing okay? I can go refill your prescription.” You shook your head. “Don’t worry about it. I’ll get it later today.”. You then stormed off to the bathroom to go and get changed. After about ten minutes, you went out and went over to your desk, sitting back down. You noticed Jake wasn’t there, but you didn’t really think into it, and so you continued your case, struggling. Soon, Jake came out of Holt’s office, making a beeline to you. “Hey, I just talked to the Captain. He’s giving us the day off. C’mon.”