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Re: A Little Later
"If this thing is as bad as you're saying and I'm going to be dealing with the dead, I don't care if you're having a NFMO moment later I'm not sleeping alone. I deal in the dead; doesn't mean I don't find it creepy."

She paused and looked at him with one eyebrow raised in silent warning to keep himself together then swiped her badge to unlock the door. However, as she pushed the door open she suddenly froze, the door just slightly open. Inside, Shelly's friend and colleague Patrick was sorting some of the paperwork on the slew of bodies that had been brought in.

"Hey Shells what's going..."

"You need to leave, Patrick." Her voice had a weird tone to it and Matt would notice her posture changing slightly, defensive. "Police business. Go get some coffee. It's going to be a long night." Patrick started to argue, then saw her eyes and simply nodded, leaving the morgue and passing Matt carefully as he left. When he was gone and she and Matt were closed in the morgue, she moved to the center of the room.

"If you know of any protective wards you can throw around me personally right now would be a very good time." She was already shaking and she hadn't even asked the dead for their audience yet.