On a case (part 4)

"Of course." said the Chief. "Why wouldn't I want my nude detective on the case? Here's the file so far. Get down to the crime scene as fast as you can."

"Thank you Chief."

Juliet pushed the door open and walked past of the staring boys, and some girls too. She stopped by her desk to pick up her things. Everything she needed was in the bottom right drawer, so she had to bend all the way over to reach it. If you were directly behind her, you would see her pussy lips between her legs. She pulled out her badge. She wore it as a necklace around her neck. It hung comfortably between her breasts. She then bent over and pulled out a garter. She sat down in her chair and put her foot up on the desk. From there she stretched the garter over her high heeled shoe, and pulled it up past her calf and up to her thigh, where it stayed. Then she got back up and pulled her firearm out and tucked it in the holster in her custom garter. She closed the drawer and strutted out of the station.

She rode with the windows down, letting one arm hang out the side. It drew attention to her. So did the sunglasses she was wearing. The car she rode in was low, so drivers in most cars sat higher than her and that allowed them to get a good view downwards when she stopped next to them.

She pulled up the crime scene and stepped out of the car. Officer McNab walked up to her. he was the only one who bothered to avert his gaze anymore.

"Alright McNab, what have we got."

"Um, a naked lady. No one knows what happened to her. They just found her here."

"Buzz."

"Yes."

"I'm naked."

"What, Are you? Oh I'm sorry I hadn't noticed."

"Buzz, its okay. We have been over this."

"I know but it's just a little strange, that's all."

"As your direct superior I am ordering you to look at me."

"I am looking at you."

"I meant my body."

He did a once over, up and down scan of her body. It was too quick for her liking.

"Alright, here is what is going to happen. I am going to go work on solving this case. I am going to stand over there, naked. And you are going to watch me, okay?"

"Why am I doing this again?"

"So that you get used to the sight until it doesn't distract you anymore, because it isn't going anywhere."

"Right. Sure, I guess."

"Good."

She approached the body. It was covered by a tarp. You couldn't get a good look at the body or face, just sprawled out limbs. Everyone was looking at there, the lead detective on this case.She squatted down with her legs spread, next to the body. She grabbed the edge of the tarp nearest to the lump that looked like the head and pulled. What she saw next made her fall backwards, tripping over her heels and scream. No one came to assist her. They just stared.

It was her. The girl, it was her. It was Juliet. She was the corpse.

She turned around and quickly walked away. She ducked under the line of police tape and tried to catch her breath. Suddenly there was a man with a camera on his shoulder pointed at her, and a woman in a power suit speaking into a microphone.

"As lead detective on the case, have you managed to identify the body yet?" said the woman, who then pointed the microphone at her.

"It's me."

"Excuse me?"

"The woman, it's me."

"The woman that was found naked was Juliet O'Hara?"

"Yes... why did you say it like that?"

"Like what?"

"You said the naked woman."

"Well she was found naked, and that is you, isn't it?" She pointed at the body which juliet left uncovered. "Oh John, make sure you get that."

"No! Don't film me." Juliet tried to block the camera with her body, her naked body.

"Why? She obviously likes it."

"No, she doesn't!"

"Then why do you do this?"

"I don't know!"

"She must like it. She must want the attention."

"No I don't!"

"You do."

Juliet screamed a second time, this time lurching up in her bed. she frantically felt herself to find she was clothed, quite comfortably actually. She was wearing pajamas, sleepwear. The events of the nightmare where echoing through her head. She wished Shawn was here. Almost as if on cue her phone rang. it was him. He said he was right outside and he wanted to talk right now.

"Are you sure you are okay, because I can tell when something its bothering you and something is definitely bothering you. I just want to let you know I am here for you. You are always there for me and you have saved my ass more times than I can count. And that isn't because I can't count very high. No, no. No more jokes. No more quips. No more dated movie references. I am here, now, and I am listening. So tell me what it is."

"That is the problem."

"What is?"

"You are always there."

"I'm afraid I don't understand."

"I cannot even go on a case by myself without you barging in."

"What, is this about you not think you are a very good cop? Because you are a good cop."

"When was the last time I did something on my own."

"What about all those times I just mentioned where you saved my ass."

"That was after you put yourself in danger solving a case on your own."

"And with Gus. sorry, wrong time."

"No, you are right. Gus is essential to what it is you do, but I'm not."

"But you saved my life."

"Trigger-happy Cartlon Lassiter saved your life. Look Shawn I love you, but I am tired of cleaning up your messes."

"Got it. SSO I won't make any more messes."

"Shawn."

"Or if I do I will clean them up myself."

"Shawn."

"..."

"I want to clean up one of my own messes. *scoff* I mean, I feel like the girliest-girl for staying this, but I just want... some... attention..."

"Okay."

"I think I just solved the case. Shawn, it was a suicide."

"Yeah that is what my dad said too, but something doesn't fit right."

"No, we have been overthinking it. it was a suicide. The victim made it seem strange on purpose, she was naked on purpose. She..."

"... wanted to make it interesting to get some attention. And you said you weren't a good cop."

"You have to tell the Chief. You know do your 'thing'." She gestured to the side of her head with fingers, imitating him.

"First of all, it looks more like this." he corrects her. "And no. I won't tell them."

"What do you mean? Isn't this the part where you solve the case in front of everyone."

"Yes, but not this time."

THE NEXT DAY, AT THE POLICE STATION

"Well Detective O'Hara," said the Chief. "I have to hand it to you. You did a good job handling this case all by yourself."

"Thank you Chief."

"We might have to consider you the next time a case like this comes up. We could call you my 'nude detective'."

"Never." said Juliet.

"Okay. I'm just teasing."

"Just don't."

"Fine. Okay then."

"Well O'Hara," said Lassiter. "Would you like to get some coffee before we go out on patrol?"

"Yes please. I got so little sleep last night."

"Good. See ya around Spencer." Before walking away Lassie winked at Shawn.

"What was that about?" asked Juliet.

"What?" said Shawn.

"The wink."

"Oh that, that was just an involuntary eye twitch." said Lassiter. "It was nothing." he said, then winked at Shawn again, this time even more obvious.

"There it is again."

"I don; y know what you are talking about Julies. That was clearly involuntary, both times."

"I've got my eye on you two."

In the police cruiser, Lassiter waited before starting the car.

"O'Hara. I know."

"You do?"

"Yes."

"Oh god."

"Now it's nothing to be ashamed of."

"Carlton..."

"I know Spencer solved the case."

"Oh that."

"I know that he has been crashing our cases for a while now. Even when he takes a completely separate case, it still winds up connecting with one of ours. Hell, how do you think I feel? But I do know one thing for sure. You are definitely a good cop, and you don't need anyone to tell you that."

Juliet considered correcting him, but didn't want to ruin the moment.

"So have you figure out how you are going to get Spencer back for making to embarrass your self in front of the entire ****?"

"How did you..?"

"Your not the only good cop."

"Well, if you must know. I already have."

"Really?"

"Stop at the front of the station."

They waited in the parked cruiser until they saw Shawn and Gus fighting over another double pack of chips.

"What did you do?" asked Lassiter.

"I stole his underwear, cut his belt. His pants should fall down any second now."

"Right in front of a police station, nice." Then "Wait, Shawn wears a belt?"

A look of realization crossed her face.

Gus' pants fell down in front of everyone. Shawn grabbed the second pack from his hands and ran. With his pants around his ankles, Gus wasn't able to catch him.

"Drive. said Juliet.

"On it." said Lassiter, as they sped away.