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WIP Wednesday - Another Sample
I added a graphic today. Tags below
Continuation from other WIP -
Gabriel leaned forward. "Carlos, your role in this is crucial. We need you to be out more and draw attention. Try to flush out the unsub. Williams is your back up in this. Unfortunately, there is a problem. TK. He can’t be with you. He fits the possible victim profile. I hate to ask this of you both. Especially after the townhouse fire. Can you get him to stay with Owen for a while while you are out or working? He shouldn’t be alone at your place.”
Carlos flushed red. He stared down at his hands. He hadn’t told his parents that he and TK broke up. He couldn’t lie to his father. “I’ll take care of it.” He mumbled.
“I can call him, if necessary…” Gabriel offered
“No!” Carlos exclaimed. “I got it, Dad.” Carlos swallowed. He never raised his voice to his father. He should take a moment after the brief to tell his dad that he and TK broke up so that it wasn’t a problem. He should. He knew he wouldn’t though.
“Okay, son. Tranquilo.” Gabriel acquiesced.”
Williams looked between Carlos and Gabriel with this discussion and looked uncomfortable. “Should we discuss how we are going to flush out this particular unsub?” Williams asked, breaking the awkward silence.
Hendricks cleared his throat. “I think Carlos should be seen out at clubs. I know that makes you uncomfortable, Carlos.” Hendricks nodded to his officer noting the flush staining Carlos’ neck. “And I’m sorry. I don’t think it can be avoided.”
Carlos spoke. “I understand, sir. Would it be possible to arrange for a fight at a club that I can pull my badge and break up? We can have the people fighting be a couple of undercover cops or Rangers.”
Williams broke in, “We could be there on a date and we could both break it up.”
Carlos looked up suddenly as Gabriel stopped him. “You’re supposed to be back-up, Ranger Williams.”
Williams held his hands up. “I know. But if we are both there, we stand a better chance of gaining the attention of the unsub and piquing his interest.”
“Carlos has a boyfriend,” Gabriel mentioned.”How will TK take this? I wouldn’t want to hurt him again.”
Carlos continued to look down at the file while he randomly flipped pages. “It's fine.” Something in the file catches his eye. “Huh? Do you have the Red Rock victim’s folder? Bradley, right?”
Williams slid the folder over to Carlos and walked over to Carlos side and looked over his shoulder. Gabriel asked “What is it, son?”
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First Ever WIP Wednesday
This is my first WIP Wednesday offering. I don't have a good graphic for the header. The story is called Under the Cover of Fire.
It takes place during the break up between seasons 2 & 3. It is mostly Carlos centered right now.
So, Open Tag on this. @rangersoup said to tag on new work
“REYES! MY OFFICE!” Hendricks shouts from his door across the bullpen. The bullpen goes quiet as Carlos looks up from his paperwork and slowly rises to his feet. Mitchell looks over.
Mitchell, eyes narrowed, leaned closer. “What did you do this time?”
Carlos pauses before he answers her and thinks. “Nothing.” He forces a smile even though it doesn’t reach his eyes and assures her while putting the arrest report he was working on into a folder. “Everything has been fine.”
"Sure," Mitchell scoffed, her tone laced with disbelief. "Things have been 'fine' since you've been moping around like a kicked puppy."
The mention of TK, even in jest, sent a fresh wave of loneliness washing over him. Not a gentle wave, but a crashing one, leaving him gasping for breath. He missed the easy rhythm of their life, the shared laughter echoing through their townhouse, the comforting weight of TK beside him in bed. He missed the way TK could always make him smile, even on the worst days.
"Lex, please," Carlos pleaded, his voice weary. "Can we just… not bring that up?” Carlos asks. “I’d like to go a day without TK being the subject of a discussion.”
“Anytime now, Reyes.” Hendricks's voice boomed from the office, cutting through the low hum of conversation in the bullpen.
Carlos pushed himself to his feet, his shoulders slumped. He glanced at Mitchell, a silent plea in his eyes. She sighed, the amusement fading from her expression.
"Go on," she said softly. "I'll cover your calls."
As Carlos walked towards Hendricks's office, the scent of old coffee and stale air filled his nostrils. The familiar weight of dread settled over him. What could possibly be so urgent?
He knocked on his captain’s door. “You wanted to see me, sir?”
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Just the tiniest bit of slightly different footage from TK's birthday party
911 Lone Star: Kiddos (5x07)
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