You and Dana have been working together for a while now. It was a late evening at the police station, you were sitting behind the same desk and reviewing the case files - working overtime, of course. You'd have been alone if it weren't for Dana and her fear of leaving you alone at such hours.

The only sound in the room was the soft sounds of papers being put down on the table and being put back up. You were tired, too tired to notice the files Dana was holding slipping out from her hands onto the table.

It was only when you felt her head gently fall against your shoulder you were brought back to reality, away from the papers.