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Serial Killer (4)

J city was by the border on the other side of the country. It was by the coastline and it was a popular tourist destination.

"Shit. We can safely assume that she's connected to our serial killer... Where are the damn government agents?"

He knew they were coming in a couple of days as they had another case, but it was still annoying that they were low on people.

"There's also something else we need to report." Dr. Hendrick finally spoke up after being ignored for a while.

"We wanted to make sure we didn't miss anything, so we checked the other victims. The first victim had someone else's right femur, and the 2nd victim had their kidneys replaced with someone else's. We thought they had a kidney transplant, but they sewed it on in a way where they made it completely useless if the person was alive."

"If they were alive?" Caleb was confused.

"Well, my best guess is that they were dead when the bones and kidneys were put in." Dr. Reynolds shrugged.

Grey rubbed his temples. He had a horrible headache. "Just like the tattoo. Were you able to get any DNA off of it?"

"That's what we are waiting for."

"Who in the world would do something like this?" Caleb was so stunned. It was the first time he had worked on a case this big. He almost didn't know what to do and wanted to run away. He couldn't though. He couldn't let Myles down!

"We don't know, but we are here to find out, aren't we?" Grey patted Caleb's shoulder. He knew it was scary so he wanted to try his best to comfort his friend. "It's our job to bring justice for these victims and punish those who decide to do these things."

"That's true. I'm just going to have to get used to it."

"You don't have to get used to it. You just have to learn how to manage around it. Plus, I'm here for you."

Grey didn't want Caleb to be desensitized. His best friend was a loveable ball of sunshine who should be protected at all times. He didn't want Caleb to lose himself and his emotions.

Caleb, who had always been quick to shed tears, cried and clung on to Grey. If they didn't know he was a detective, they would've thought he was just a normal person with an office job who got thrown into a mess.

"Alright, you two lovebirds. Stop flirting in my morgue. If you are done here, scram!"

"Excuse you? He's more like my child than my lover."

"I guess a child is more fitting. You are almost a decade older than him, no?"

"Are you calling me old, old man? Who is the one that's 30 years--"

"Another word and I will sew your mouth up with my needle that I didn't feel like cleaning!"

Dr. Reynolds couldn't help but hold his head and contemplate his life choices. In front of him, it looked like bickering parents with a crying kid. The small child was clinging to the mother crying, saying that his father had bullied him. And the parents were fighting back and forth, ready to draw blood. He felt like the uncle, ready to break apart the parents before they could scratch each other to death.

"Stop fighting and get back to work."

"He started it!" Grey and Dr. Hendrick pointed at each other.

Children. They were children.

Dr. Reynolds was utterly amazed that these two were adults who were older than him! Even Grey was six years older than him. Sometimes he questioned himself when picking the job that he had.

Jordan Reynolds, 27, new medical examiner, perfect job. Ah, he loved how the patients didn't complain, but his coworker was... Hmm... Questionable. He looked up to Dr. Hendrick and respected him, but his respect was slowly decreasing as he witnessed the interactions with him and Grey.

He didn't originally want to be a doctor. His parents were strict and wanted him to be a medical doctor, with no exceptions. They were IT giants but they had an older son who wanted to inherit the company, so they made sure their other son, who happens to be him, became a doctor. But they never specified what kind of a doctor he could be, so he chose to become a medical examiner. He actually enjoyed this career so there were no regrets. His parents... Almost had a heart attack though.

"Myles, we should get going. The Chief wants our report for today." Caleb tugged on Grey's sleeve. He had long stopped crying while Dr. Hendrick and Myles were bickering back and forth. Even Dr. Reynolds gave up and was sitting at the computer writing his report.

"Alright, old man. We will settle this on a different date." Grey wiped the nonexistent dust off his hands like he had just interacted with something dirty.

"Old man? Call me old man one more time and there won't be a next time!" Dr. Hendrick knew he was old, he just didn't like to be reminded that he was. Can't they attack something else? Why did it have to be his age? This was ageism!

Grey walked out with no care in the world. "See ya, Dr. Reynolds." He gave Dr. Reynolds a wink, ignoring Dr. Hendrick.

"Where's my goodbyes you rascal?!"

Caleb followed behind him as he gave his goodbyes.

They left behind a hotheaded Dr. Hendrick who was grinding his teeth. He scoffed before walking to his office muttering about something.

Dr. Reynolds just gave a sigh at his computer. They really acted like children. But... Myles was really adorable acting like that. Well, he knew he would like Myles regardless if he was a little childish or mature. There were many sides his to love, and in each world, he loved to see all the different sides of him. Well, his filter was a little too thick...

He already had most of his memories from their lives together but Myles hadn't said anything to him. He thought it was best to say something later because he knew Myles was going to get even busier.

Get yourself together. He patted his cheeks lightly before going back to work.

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Lille: Dr. Reynolds...? >_>

Grandpa Marky: Don't worry Lille, Dr. Reynolds will love Grey no matter what XD The filter too thiccc. Skin too thiccc.