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[Jason Campbell]

Jason had wished he was not here. It was not like he did anything wrong. He was not under arrest either. He was here because his testimony was required. Still, he wished he didn’t have to give it. It was easily understandable, he used his power to make sure one hurt in the accident would be fine. He doubted anyone noticed him do that. The man was out cold when he came to help him and he told anyone around that he was a doctor, which he was. There was no way someone might think he did anything special. Except perhaps the few cops around who happened to be mutants too and knew of him. Not like they would tell.

Either way, Jason had seen the whole scene so he had to come here and explained what he saw. It was not an enjoyable process, even though Jason knew he did nothing wrong. He was glad his power did not involve some warm light coming out of his hands while he healed, because that might be a lot harder to explain.

He was finally allowed to leave. Well, he was supposed to but one of the cops he knew stopped him to discuss a little. As their conversation came to an end, the silhouette of someone he recognized caught his attention. He left the cop to walk around and get a closer look. A brief smile appeared on his traits when he was proven right. “I haven’t seen you in a while,” he told Reid Chase.

[Reid Chase]

Yawning as she poured the sludge they passed as coffee around here into her mug, Reid did not notice anybody around her as she looked down at the file for a new dog they were replacing Shep with. Shep was getting older and he was about to retire, something Reid was actually kind of feeling bad for. Maybe she could adopt him. Would Bell be okay with dogs? Eh, they could discuss that when she actually had the dog in hand.

Just as she was about to turn a corner, a familiar voice cropped up and she looked to where it came from. A smile formed on her lips as she saw Jason Campbell standing in front of her looking like he just stepped out of a Men's Health magazine.

She forgot that she hadn't told him anything about the incident involving Dexter and her following sabbatical and she felt an inkling of guilt about it. Scratching her chest as though that would get rid of the guilt, she nodded at him. "Yeah...it's been months. You look good."

Tucking the file under her arm, she sipped at her coffee and winced. "We need an upgrade on the coffee we use around here." She shook her head and looked at Jason. "Did you just come out of the interview room?" She asked, her eyes wandering off over Jason's shoulder where she presumed he had just come from.

[Jason Campbell]

It happened before that Jason met Reid on his working ground. Just like anyone, she needed medical care from time to time, if not at the very least a check-up. There were a lot less chances for Jason to meet her where she worked. Yet, fate seemed to laugh at the face of statistics and make it happen. Jason was not arrested or anything. He was not nervous or anything. He looked pretty much what he normally looked. He might be a little tired but that actually was not all that odd coming from the man. He often looked like he should nap or something.

Jason didn’t hold it against Reid to have vanished for a while. She was an adult, she could do whatever she wanted. And he doubted their relationship called for any justification on what she did or why she did it. Still, he was curious. A little. Had to when someone you saw now and then suddenly was no where around her usual spots at night and you were then told she left for a while. She had the right to, just like he didn’t think he deserved for her to tell him beforehand. But he was curious.

He chuckle escaped his lips as he looked down at himself. Good? He didn't know if he looked good. But Jason never thought he was an expert in what looked good. “You too, but that’s not hard in your case. How have you been?” He began to say only to realise that she might be in the middle of work right now. “You’re not too busy are you?” He had no problem talking to her while working because she was his patient and he could both check on her health and talk to her at the same time. It might be different in her case. It likely was.

He laughed again at her comment on coffee and looked behind himself after she asked if he came from the interview room. “Uh, yes,” he let out while still looking at the room. He turned his head to face her again. “Witness. Not victim and even less culprit, don’t worry about that,” he let out before she started to think anything she shouldn’t.

[Reid Chase]

Raising an eyebrow at the compliment, Reid shrugged nonchalantly before taking another sip of the coffee. Anything to keep awake. Two more hours of work and home, she thought to herself.

"I...I have been tired." She rubbed the corner of her eye with her finger, accentuating the statement with a close-mouthed yawn. "Hence dredging down horrible coffee that needs to be changed." She emphasised on the words 'horrible coffee' and 'changed' to make sure people heard.

The ones who did snickered a little while generally, people just ignored her. Turning back to Jason, she shook her head at his question. "Nah. Just paperwork. They're retiring one of the dogs and replacing him with a puppy. Cute, but paperwork..." Reid shrugged.

That he had to convince her he wasn't there for nefarious reasons had Reid chuckling. "Hey, do I look like the type to judge? I mean really. You being the suspected culprit might just land me in your bed again." She winked and nudged him a couple of times before shaking her head. "Like I said. Tired." She chuckled quietly.

"Is it the case with the truck colliding into a bus stop?"

[Jason Campbell]

Jason was not particularly trying to hit on Reid or anything of the like. But she was a very beautiful woman. Even when she felt like crap she could find a way to look good. He noticed her features once she said she was tired. She didn't look too tired but he could see they were drawn slightly. Everyone had days where it just seemed harder and more tiring than the others. Jason was the best placed to know this. No one was sporting the tired look as much as he was.

He let another soft chuckle as she reiterated her comment on coffee. There was little he could do about it though and he knew the comment was addressed more to her colleagues, since she raised her voice and made an emphasis on the key words of her sentence for them to really get it. That fell on deaf ears it seemed though.

He nodded as she explained what she was doing right now. Paperwork was boring and could take time but it was also not very hard. Unless you were the kind who could not listen to a conversation and write something down. It was a skill Jason learned but he never went to Reid’s place of work so how she did it was unknown to him. “I still don’t want to take too much of your time,” he assured her. He was not that kind of person or at least liked to think so. “But perhaps we could keep on this discussion another time, around a drink?” Again, the fact she was working made him not want to disturb her more than necessary. But Reid was one he’d consider a friend and so would love to have a drink with her some other time, to continue this discussion or not.

“Oh, had I known...” Jason replied in an attempt to joke. Seriously though, he couldn’t blame her for not thinking one moment he could be the accused party in whatever. Victim already sounded more likely. “It’s already known around?” he let out when she questioned him why he was here for. “Well, it’s not so much the bus stop as the fact he stopped the car by hitting the wall that must have hurt. Luckily, he was not injured. He better thank his lucky star for this little miracle,” Jason answered. He did not say he was also partially responsible for that. No one needed to know. Some cops, like Reid might guess. But they wouldn’t write it down in any report either.

[Reid Chase]

Not particularly in a flirtatious mood, Reid could still muster up a suggestive wink in Jason's direction as an afterthought to her earlier comment.

"You're not but a drink does sound great." Reid said with a hint of a smile. She just hoped Jason wasn't going to ask her why she had been absent the past few months. That was not a can of worms she wanted to open.

Not that she had even attempted to open it. Avoidance had been a major feature in her life as of late. Even with her closest companions.

"Woe be the fates." Reid chuckled before nodding at his question. "Thsi is a gossip hub, we have a loud speaker where everyone gets the news instantly." She teased with a light grin.

Looking at Jason with a raised eyebrow at his choice of words, Reid nodded, so not convinced. "Mm. Lucky." She stepped closer to Jason and squeezed his arm. "Was Diaz the one who wrote down your report? I have a sneaking suspicion that he is also like us so I'm pretty sure the report won't say anything about the little...miracle."

[Jason Campbell]

Jason didn’t think Reid would flirt with him. Sure, they slept together once, and he didn’t think he was looking too bad but he still didn’t think he was the person girls would flirt with first in a crowd. Definitely not the last but even more so not the first. Plus he considered their relationship to be more that of two friends. Not lovers or anything like that. If it sounded like an insult to her that he thought they slept together only because of the alcohol, he didn’t mean it that way. Luckily, he wouldn’t have to explain that as neither of them ever wished to go back to what happened and explain why it did. It did and they were adults, they could live with that.

He nodded as she agreed to a drink, smiling even as he was done. He would like to hear what she had done while she was away. Perhaps even hear why she left but it was not something he would nag her about if she didn’t want to talk about it. After all, he didn’t know how close they could say they were. All he knew was that there were a lot of things he didn’t tell her either. Seemed unfair then to push her to talk.

He looked around the station as she said it was the best spot to hear all of the gossips. That sort of made sense. Hard not to hear everything that was going wrong around town when it was your job to respond to that. “Ah. So it’s like the nurses’ office,” he let out, thinking of the hospital’s gossip center. The things you can hear there...

He knew she wouldn’t believe it was just a miracle. He didn’t say it so that she would think it was. More so that anyone who shouldn’t know better thought there was more to it. “I don’t know, they were two and I didn't really catch their names,” he admitted. But a light smile showed on his face. He was not worried at all about what could this report say on his behalf. “I really am a doctor so how could they argue when I say the man was lucky and might only have a concussion? They don’t have to believe me, they can do all the tests they want, I’m sure they will say the same.” No one saw him and even if they did, what would they have seen other than a man who claimed to be a doctor, and really was, looking over a man?

[Reid Chase]

Reid, unfortunately, had no distinction with whom she flirted with. Whether it had been a one night stand, a hello on the street or her best friend since high school. Basically, nobody is spared her flirtations and Jason was no exception.

She was also of the opinion that sex should never change anything between two consenting adults. If they were strangers before, they should remain as such after. And if they were friends, then friendship should take over again once the sex was out of the way. No use losing a friend or gaining an enemy simply because sheets were soiled.

"Only the people churning the mill here are less attractive and would not pull off the blue smock as well as the ladies down at the hospital." Reid shrugged with a smirk, taking another sip of her coffee. It was actually taking effect as she blinked a couple of times.

Chuckling, Reid patted Jason's shoulder and nodded. "I have definitely missed you, Campbell. So hey, drinks tomorrow night maybe."

[Jason Campbell]

Jason was not really used to have people flirting with him. As a result, he could not always notice it when a woman did. If someone was to tell him after a woman had left that she had tried to flirt with him, he might believe you on that, but he still wouldn’t have noticed and certainly not go after her to correct his mistake. As for Reid, he simply thought it was her nature and not something she did for him specifically. Even if, by some miracle, she had an eye on him, he thought they were too different for it to really work. Opposite might attract but that did not mean they made good couples.

He was ready to believe like her however. At least on their case. What happened one night should not change who they were to each other. He laughed at her comment. “I don’t know. I’m afraid nurses are not as sexy as the fantasy had people believe. But I thought cops were also an attractive cliché, was I wrong?” He might not be the best to judge if those around them were in the attractive category or not. The fact remained, however, that those two places were the best spots for gossips. Only of different kinds. Although, sometimes, not so much.

Jason really thought he had it covered with the man he helped out with his power. The man himself had been out, no one happened to be close enough to have noticed him doing anything and even if they had, all they would have seen was a man who claimed to be a doctor, and really was one, looking over an injured man. He had no idea if he had any internal damage but he tried to fix that and since he felt a little drained, he knew it had been the case. He still left some minor bruises on, to make it believable. The only thing that might make his action suspicious would be if the man had some sort of disease as, since Jason had no idea, he would have healed it as well.

He was certain he was safe though. Like Reid said, there were a few mutants amongst the Kalispell PD so he should be fine. He nodded at the suggestion of drinks. “That would be great. For now though, you think I might get a cup of coffee, no matter how terrible it is? Let’s say the shock of what happened had finally taken its toll and I could use a little kick,” he told her. He didn’t know if she would understand he meant his power taking its toll on him. Even if she didn’t, there was nothing that weird about asking for a cup of coffee.

[Reid Chase]

"That's the thing about fantasy, huh." Reid smirked, imagining the bear-claw loving Officer Dayton in a blue smock. Made her laugh, suffice it to say. "I'm part of the rare few." She winked, not actually believing it, really. She knew she was attractive but not so that she was a fantasy.

When asked for a coffee, Reid chuckled and shrugged. "It's your funeral." She said before walking over to the coffee machine and pouring him a cup.

"Are you going home straight after?"

[Jason Campbell]

He laughed with her. He could easily say that she was indeed one of the few who could live up to the cliché of the sexy cop. But he’d rather not imagine Reid with a half zipped top and a skirt that could only be defined as a belt, showing him handcuffs while telling him he was under arrest. If he could resume their friendship after what happened between them, he still better not imagine her in such outfits. That would not do any good to their friendship. Anyway, he was not seeing himself as Doctor Love and would rather not let the conversation go there.

He chuckled again as she warned him about the coffee. “Hospitals are not exactly known for their good coffee either. The clinic is better, but I’ve spent enough time in hospitals to endure it,” he assured her, only partly joking here. It was not entirely false after all. About the coffee that is. Because he was not sure how well he managed to get used to it.

He tasted it and tried to make it better with possibly some sugar in it. It couldn’t make it worse, that is for sure. “Yes, I believe so. I’m not working today. Why?”

[Reid Chase]

Reid nodded at his comment about hospital coffee. She'd been there enough to attest to that too. "It's a godsend that we have a cafe that has good coffee a few blocks from here. Although it's a shame I can't just walk out of here and get it whenever I want to." She shrugged.

"Ugh lucky." She pouted, finishing off the last dredges of her coffee. "Eh, just making onversation. I like torturing myself by listeing to other people's good news." She joked before smacking his arm with the file for her potential dog partner. "I gotta finish this. Tonight though. Silverlight at eight?"

[Jason Campbell]

Jason chuckled softly as she talked of the cafe nearby. “That would be nice, wouldn’t it? But you’d probably end up spending your pay of the day there,” he gently teased her. It was unbelievable though how some coffee could just be terrible like that. At the hospital, it came from a machine. It either had way too much coffee and didn’t put any cream as you wanted or too little and it only tasted like water. How could people ruin coffee so easily? With the machines at their disposal, you’d think it was a piece of cake. Maybe he shouldn’t think about that. He probably was able to ruin coffee too. It was unbelievable how easily Jason could forget things like that. But he could be forgetful at times, especially when it had nothing to do with his research or a patient.

He chuckled again. “Well, I did work nine days in a row, so I think I earned that little day off,” he said, as though to make his ‘good news’ less of a torture on her. But she was probably able to work nine days in a row. The two of them didn’t exactly have a job that allowed them to take all their weekends off.

He didn’t want to keep Reid from work too long. As pleasant as it had been to see her again, now might not be the right moment to have a conversation. She reiterated they should meet later tonight and he nodded. “Sure, I’ll be there,” he said, even though the Silverlight was not exactly the place he was going to the most. He had no problem to meet her there though. As long as they could meet, talk and drink, it did not really matter.

[Reid Chase]

"I...would actually. Dude seriously, could you get out of my head?" She teased before wincing at the fact that he had worked that long without a break. Although she didn't really blame him. She could hardly talk. She practically lived at the station. If not for the hot showers and the better coffee at home, she would literally just live in the station.

"Great. Or if you change your mind and wanna go someplace fancier, I'm down with that too. Come on I'll walk you out."

Reid threw an arm over Jason's shoulder and steered him to the exit.

[OOC: Wrap?]