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[crownofdis]

Nate Serizawa had been on shift for about thirteen hours and was just now being released. As the latest detective on the force, he was resigned to handle the messy and unwanted cases - the tripped out suspects, the domestic disputes that ended in violent, bloody ways, and the extremely mundane and boring. It was work he expected, although he could

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[lily_schlaflied]

Suddenly, a Shiori.

She strides through the door, tossing a farewell in Greg's direction. Turning back around and continuing on down the steps, she doesn't notice Nate until she's done fixing her gloves. Her face brightens immeasurably when she sees him and she rushes over.

"Nate!" As she draws near, she slows her pace, the smile turning upside down. "Oh...do you need to sit down?"

[crownofdis]

He smiled at her, trying to look as carefree as possible. "Just the hearburn again. The doctors said it would get better with time."

That said, he really did look like he needed to sit down.

[lily_schlaflied]

Shiori frowns some more, laying a gentle hand on one of Nate's arms. As she begins moving, her arm moves, wraping itself around Nate's arm in her way. Oh yes, she's definitely maneuvering them towards that bench over there.

"How was work? It wasn't bothering you all day, was it?"

[crownofdis]

Nate resigned himself to being benched and wrapped a hand around one of her arms, a soft pull to invite her to sit next to him.

"No, just once or twice," he replied. "It should go away, don't worry. How was your day?"

[lily_schlaflied]

Shiori gladly moves closer, patting Nate's arm supportively. "It was eventful, to put it lightly. We had that homeless man in again, the one I told you about before. I ended up giving him a library card so he could read our books elsewhere." She sounds less than proud of that fact.

[crownofdis]

"I wonder if that would help," he said dryly. "He probably comes because he doesn't have any other place that will put up with his smell."

Nate was sympathetic about the homeless, but not an idealist about them.

"But good for you," he added, lifting a hand to pet her hair. "Maybe he'll take the hint."

[lily_schlaflied]

Shiori just sighs, shrugging. "I feel sorry for him. He seems nice enough, it's just...you know, he only ever reads the Bible?"

She pauses, thinking for a moment, subconsciously leaning into Nate's touch. "Something else happened, though. A bunch of the books, the History books in particular...I'm not sure how to explain it." She shakes her head. "They were all wrong. It's probably nothing but a prank--an elaborate one--but it was quite alarming."

[crownofdis]

"Prank?" Nate frowned. She looked disturbed at that, too disturbed for it to be just something that had come and passed. "I could look into it. I am a big-shot detective now."

[lily_schlaflied]

And now her frown turns upside down. "Yes you are!" She laughs, leaning in to plant a quick peck on her husband's cheek. "I don't think it's serious enough to get the police involved. I'll need to write a report for the supervisor tomorrow, and then Baxter-san and I will take it from there."

[crownofdis]

"Let me know if it is," he replied with a grin. "I need a big case to prove that I deserve this promotion."

Nate hugged her shoulders gently. "Should we head home? I think we both need a little downtime after today."

[lily_schlaflied]

"Mm." Shiori nods, removing herself from Nate's light embrace reluctantly and standing up. "I'm starving. What do you want? We have some hamburgers, some ground beef...I could fry that up and add some veggies, boil up some rice."

[crownofdis]

"Anything you make, I'll eat. I could eat a living cow right now, I'm that hungry." He stood up to go with her, subtly placing the arm around her shoulders again.

With his long shifts, he didn't get to spend as much time with his wife as he wanted.

[lily_schlaflied]

Shiori smiles contentedly, snaking an arm around the back of Nate's waist as they walk.

It doesn't take them long to get home and when they do, Shiori starts with the cooking almost immediately. The rice on to boil and prodding at the wad of frozen ground beef, Shiori rubs the back of her neck with a gloved hand. "How was work other than the heartburn? Anything interesting happen?"

[crownofdis]

"Not interesting," he replied, stalling. "A lot of it was the usual. I'm not going to see any interesting cases for awhile, I think."

He hooked his jacket on a hanger, and frowned when something fell out of the inner pockets. Lying on the ground was some sort of odd card.

[lily_schlaflied]

Shiori goes over to the sink, pulling open the drawer underneath to get at her spices. She pulls out a canister of Tex Mex, putting it on the counter and diving back in for the salt and pepper. "Don't worry, I'm sure things will pick up soon. You'll get your big break."

Walking back over to the stove, she notices the card fall to the floor out of the corner of her eye. "What's that?" she asks casually as she takes off the now-thawed outer layer of ground beef.

[crownofdis]

Nate picked it up and frowned at it. It wasn't a playing card; it was much too elaborate and there was no number on it. Instead, it depicted a rather elaborate depiction of a tower.

It was strangely reassuring, but for the life of him, he couldn't figure out why.

"I'm not sure. Maybe one of the guys put it there by accident." He flipped it on a nearby table, and immediately forgot about it. "Now all I want to think about is eating, and you."