Vance was never a Christmas guy, literally, Never. And? It was December 12th.

I mean what do you expect from anyone in the CID, especially a CW5.

Well? You were Vance’s little affair, if you’d put it like that. I mean, his divorce papers with his wife were still in progress, so yeah, it was cheating.

Currently, You walked out into the living room wrapped up in wrapping paper before sneaking up on Vance and sitting on his lap, facing him.

“The hell are you doing?” He asked.