The Morgue - Wednesday 7 PM

[drmurphyslaw]

“Got any 8’s?” Doug asked, turning to the body next to him. He peeked over, looking at the late Mr. Martin’s cards and snatched two from his frozen hand. The morgue wasn’t very exciting as of the moment and with nothing to do Doug had decided to play Go Fish with cadavers. Texas hold ‘em obviously got a little old after a while. “Now, now Mrs.

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[barbiemd]

"...and then I was all, Mother, just because you dump your fiance a week before the wedding doesn't mean your a lesbian, yes it's a guy I'm seeing!" I said as Jordan and I walked down the hallway.

[coxianrival]

I sigh. Yes, I'm listening to her. Listening to every word. I do listen to people, and I'll do it because even if I'll never ever admit it, I love Elliot. I respect her because she's a great balance of neurotic and intelligent.

Hell if you can't get in a word edgewise. I push my hair back behind my ear for the tenth time as we reach the morgue, getting some flakes of blue in my hand from a spot that I couldn't seem to find when I took a shower before. I wasn't going to speak much, anyway. If anyone ever knew that I got this nervous coming down here, I'd probably never hear the end of it.

Luckily, I have control. I turn to Elliot and smile, too sweetly. "Have you told her about Todd?"

[drmurphyslaw]

Hearing Elliot's voice from down the hallway, Doug placed his cards down and headed towards the doorway. He peeked his head out. "Hey!" He smiled easily at Elliot then froze recognizing the woman next to her. Dr. Cox's ex-wife. Oh dear God. "Did...you...what...uh," He seemed to lose the ability to speak at the sight of her.

[barbiemd]

"Chill out Doug, we're just here for Mrs. Wagner's autopsy," I said, headed into the morgue. This place always gives me the creeps, but at least we'll be in and out.