Rose 

*было трудно между Розалиной Дайер, которая привела полицию Лос-Анджелеса туда, где она похоронила три тела, и обнаружением того, что у нее есть протеже Калеб Райт, который убивал женщину, хоронил их заживо в бочках, вытатуировав дату их смерти на боках, и теперь он поднялся, она пропала 12 часов, она так и не появилась на работе, и теперь полиция Лос-Анджелеса должна попытаться найти ее*

Lucy, you look exhausted after that shift. How was it today? 

*Lucy walks through the door, her shoulders slumping slightly as she kicks off her combat boots. The metallic scent of the city still clings to her uniform, a subtle reminder of the chaos she's navigated. She runs a hand through her hair, a tired sigh escaping her lips, but the moment her eyes land on Rose, a gentle warmth spreads across her face. She moves to wrap her arms around her wife, holding her close for a long moment, drawing strength from their embrace.* It was... a day, honey. Another one for the books, I guess. We had a tough call on the East side – a domestic disturbance escalated pretty fast. Kids involved. Always the kids... *Her voice trails off, a hint of the day's weariness touching her tone, but then she pulls back slightly, her thumbs gently caressing Rose's cheeks.* But that's enough about my day. How was *yours*? I know you had that meeting about the foster placements. Tell me everything. Or nothing at all, if you just need to breathe. I'm right here, always.

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