[RP] Enter the Twilight Zone - with hasperkynipples & somuchas_twitch

[absit_omens]

November 26th, 2010There were many times that having her cellphone go off five times in a row made Anna very cranky. But in the middle of this particularly bad date? It was welcome. And as her heels clicked loudly along the subway platform, it was obvious that she was happy to be on a crime scene. Her long, black coat billowed behind her as she

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[somuchas_twitch]

Olivia had seen something like this before, unfortunately. It had led to a series of days repeating, and a strong sense of deja vu. She had thought she was losing her mind at the time, but now it was just a matter of figuring out who had managed to decipher Peck's research and build a time machine of their own. Dean was walking beside her, and pinching the bridge of his nose as he walked.

"You alright there, Dean?" she smirked, looking over at him.

"You should have just let me friggin' drive," he sighed, shaking his head a bit. "Might have saved me a hell of a trip."

"We warned you about taking drugs from Walter."

"And I warned you about my unholy fear of planes," Dean pointed out, raising an eyebrow in her direction, before shaking his head again. "You deal with the NYPD. I'm going to go take witness statements."

"You do that," Olivia nodded, before moving to step onto the train from the platform and flashing her badge at the two women standing there. "Ladies, I'm Agent Olivia Dunham -- FBI. Which one of you is Detective

[dr_kent]

Alison waited to let Anna speak for herself, but after a few moments of silence she looked down. She frowned at the dazed look on her friend's face and smacked her upside the head.

"Anna! Someone wants to talk to you."

[somuchas_twitch]

Olivia smirked slightly, before responding. "It's understandable. I'm sure you've never seen anything like this before."

Walter was coming up behind her and she moved to the side to let him and Peter through. "Walter, don't forget to check their phones."

"Of course, Agent Dunham." Walter nodded, before noticing Anna's dress. "That design really does draw impressive attention to your breasts."

"Walter," Peter groaned. "Let's just focus on the dead people, shall we?"

[absit_omens]

I know this feeling... it's close. But who -- It can't be... Dean?

Anna jolted forward from the force of Alison's smack to the head. Brushing it off, she rose to her feet and shook her head. "I've seen things that would give you nightmares, Agent Dunham. This is nothin'."

When Walter passed by, Anna blushed slightly and pushed her hair back which allowed part of her Devil's Trap tattoo and the scar from her shooting to peek out from behind the edge of her coat. "Uh, thanks. Wanna tell me what the hell you're doin' to my crime scene?"

[somuchas_twitch]

"Doctor Bishop is my consultant. He's here to examine the bodies. And I'm sorry, but this isn't your crime scene anymore. I've already spoken to your captain, and Fringe division will be taking it from here."

Olivia had a feeling this wasn't going to go well, but with Dean taking the statements and Walter and Peter already at work, she had time to play jurisdictional tug of war.

[absit_omens]

"And when the Hell did this happen? Because he's the one that called me on this about twenty minutes ago." Okay, now she was getting pissed off. It was bad enough that her dinner got interrupted but now it was for no good reason?

Not to mention the perverted old man who was contaminating her crime scene... and had Alison's undying attention. Causing her to raise her voice because she was out of Zen for the night. "And until I hear it from the Mayor himself, you and your consultant can get the hell off my crime scene!"

[somuchas_twitch]

Olivia sighed before holding up her hands, and reaching for her phone. "I know this happened rather quickly. I just landed twenty minutes ago, so I must have just missed him calling you in. I didn't mean to interrupt your evening."

She took a breath. "You call your captain, I'll call the mayor -- but you're going to want him on this case. We've seen something like this before."

[absit_omens]

Anna's nose wrinkled as she swiftly whipped out her phone and called her captain. The argument over the phone ensued for several minutes, finally ending with Anna saying she's on the case or he can suspend her before hanging up.

[somuchas_twitch]

Olivia and Peter glanced at each other while Olivia tried to get in touch with the mayor. After getting voicemail for the second time, she hung up and tried not to get frustrated. She hated stubborn cops. This was clearly out of her jurisdiction -- things that would give Olivia nightmares or not -- and Olivia didn't want someone who didn't know what they were doing getting themselves killed on her case.

Then again, if this was time travel, she was just going to have to have the same fight tomorrow.

As she was trying to figure out what to say to the woman, Dean came up behind her. "Liv, I got those statements and ... shit."

She glanced back at him, confused at the expression, and then followed his eye line back to the detective in front of her. "You two know each other?"

[absit_omens]

Anna started a string of cursing in Italian as she waited to see if Olivia got ahold of the mayor. But she quickly stopped upon hearing Dean's voice, spinning on her heel to face him.

"Dean? It was you..." Anna said slowly, jaw dropping at the sight of him.

[hasperkynipples]

Dean knew that there was a risk that came with sitting in on a case that was in New York. He has a few under his belt and had managed to get through it without a scratch until now. He just stared at her for a moment, before snapping himself out of it.

"Anna. Hi. Fancy seeing you here. At a crime scene." Olivia gave him a sharp elbow to his side, and he abruptly shut up. "Sorry."

[absit_omens]

"Dean, you can't seriously be impersonatin' a Federal Agent again." That was all she could even think to say right now. It was just too much of a shock that Dean was even in New York. Or that he was here, in front of her, since they hadn't spoken since their fight over her memories coming back.

[hasperkynipples]

Olivia smirked. He wanted to wipe it off her face. Instead he just took a breath and tried to not look too awkward as he did it. "I'm not."

[absit_omens]

Brow cocked, Anna shot Dean the usual look. "Bullshit. You don't do the whole law enforcement thing. And there's no way in hell the Feds would hire you with your track record."

[hasperkynipples]

"It's true," Olivia supplied for him. "Doctor Bishop was the one that proved he didn't commit the murders he was accused of, and the bureau was willing to forgive the other charges provided he continued to work in the bureau's best interests -- specifically with my division in mind."

Dean shrugged. "It was either this or get busted. Figured it might be worth a shot."

[absit_omens]

"Where the hell did you get busted in the first place? You're gettin' rusty, Dean." Anna smirked as she shifted her weight and absently scratched at her tattoo.