Birthday? What birthday? [RP thread for David Dresden]
"Mama-Mama-Mama," Tommy babbled happily as Connie walked up the stairs of One Police Plaza with him.
"Tommy-Tommy-Tommy," she replied with a small smirk and the baby giggled.
"Dada?" Tommy asked.
"Dada's at work, and Mama has to go back to work," Connie said, "And after we pick up some of Mama's work right now, you are going to visit Grandpa and Grandma."
"'apa!" Tommy said, only understanding the words 'Grandpa and Grandma' from the sentence that his mother had said.
"That's right." Connie shifted him on her hip as she headed into 1PP, showing her District Attorney's badge to the security guard and taking them through the metal detector.
Once they were inside, Connie took them to the elevator bank and pressed "9" - the level that Internal Affairs was located on. Not the most fun place in the world, but it had to be done. They got on the elevator and not long after, got off on the ninth floor.
"Sorry to take you to such a depressing place on your first trip to 1PP, kiddo," she told Tommy as they walked to the bullpen.
"Peepee," Tommy mimicked.
"...yes. 1PP." Connie snorted.
She looked around for the detective who had the files she was supposed to be picking up, wondering where he could be...
"Tommy-Tommy-Tommy," she replied with a small smirk and the baby giggled.
"Dada?" Tommy asked.
"Dada's at work, and Mama has to go back to work," Connie said, "And after we pick up some of Mama's work right now, you are going to visit Grandpa and Grandma."
"'apa!" Tommy said, only understanding the words 'Grandpa and Grandma' from the sentence that his mother had said.
"That's right." Connie shifted him on her hip as she headed into 1PP, showing her District Attorney's badge to the security guard and taking them through the metal detector.
Once they were inside, Connie took them to the elevator bank and pressed "9" - the level that Internal Affairs was located on. Not the most fun place in the world, but it had to be done. They got on the elevator and not long after, got off on the ninth floor.
"Sorry to take you to such a depressing place on your first trip to 1PP, kiddo," she told Tommy as they walked to the bullpen.
"Peepee," Tommy mimicked.
"...yes. 1PP." Connie snorted.
She looked around for the detective who had the files she was supposed to be picking up, wondering where he could be...