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Even Justice Needs a Kick in the Ass... Sometimes
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21st-Dec-2020 01:32 pm - Contact Post
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21st-Dec-2011 02:40 pm - Perps & Pervs (Natalie's First Fic)
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Who: SSA Natalie Bruenner & Detective Lance Arturo (headmate)
Where: Asheville, NC: early evening
When: May 18th - 21st, 2008
Rating: PG-13
Words: 24,289 (including comments)
Summary: Natalie shows up at a crime scene looking for a little girl only to discover more than she bargained for.

"I assume the detective already noted the foot prints?" (prompt #34.1.A from writers_muses)

Even above the controlled chaos that was a murder investigation, her voice got Arturo's attention. It was low and husky, even for a woman, with a distinct note of no nonsense. He looked up from the footprint in question. Standing just on the other side of the yellow crime scene tape was a tall, slender brunette dressed in jeans, a white oxford shirt, and black windbreaker. Everything about her was lean and lanky from her mile-long legs to her arms to her torso. She had wavy, dark brown hair that fell past her shoulders and dark eyes that seemed to soak up every detail. Hanging from her belt, a shield glinted in the waning sunset. Stifling an irritated groan, he stood up and walked over to her and the CSI tech standing nearby. He didn't have a partner, didn't need one, and having someone poking around his investigation just got on his last nerve.

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