Her fingers attacked the keyboard furiously, her frown deepening even further and the bobble head pen between her fingers jumping up and down. Ellery looked up briefly from the email she was writing and noticed Chase Graves at the other side of the hallway. He was talking to Sir Escargot and Ellery swore he actually ate them when he was still human. Chase looked at her and Ellery shot daggers at him. Even she could, she would have thrown knives at him too. Chase's response to her death glare, was an equally angry one. Ellery groaned in frustration and went back to attacking her keyboard.

"…And the mere audacity to cut me off in the break room is just infuriating. Not only does he eat brain mush almost every day, he doesn't even NEED coffee! He's a zombie! If I could I would throw knives at him and draw a black moustache on his face for good measure! Chase Graves is THE most annoying man on this planet and I want OUT! Save me Liv! Please! I need a girls night out!"

She mumbled every word and slammed the enter button down one final time. She clicked send and waited. But not for long. She grabbed her black kitty mug and brought it to her lips when she saw she had finished her third cup that morning. She sighed and walked to the break room when she heard the familiar sound of Chase's office door, Sir Escargot caught up with her and said, "Once you have refilled that mug, he wants to see you." Ellery rolled her eyes and groaned. Sir Escargot sighed before walking into the opposite direction.

Ellery filled her cup with another dose of coffee and added her usual three spoons of sugar. She then left and walked to Chase's office. Chase Graves was the new Big Boss of Fillmore Graves and despite his office being open and perhaps friendly. There was nothing friendly about him. She knocked once and entered. Chase was standing behind his desk with his eyes looking down at the monitor of his computer. He motioned for her to sit down and as Ellery put her coffee mug down, he said: "'If I could, I would throw knives at him and draw a black moustache on his face for good measure! Chase Graves is the most annoying man on this planet and I want out! Save me Liv! Please! I need a girls night out!'" Ellery turned tomato red from the neck up, she had sent the email to Chase and not Liv. Ellery stood up and opened her mouth but Chase cut her off, "Throw knives at me? You know I can kill you in an instant. If I could, I would have you kicked out of Fillmore Graves right now. But the Seattle PD needs our help. So I can't." Ellery now fumed with anger and between gritted teeth she said, "What's stopping you? A human?" Chase walked towards her and looked down at her, literally. Ellery was at least two heads smaller than him and reached his upper torso. He narrowed his eyes and said, "I can't kick you out because it would look bad. For me and the mayor." Ellery snorted, "yeah right." She picked up her coffee mug and walked to the door when Chase said, "Oh and Ellery? Next time, don't send me these kind of emails. Although I'm flattered, I think Liv would want her emails sent to her. Not me." Ellery turned on her heel and cracked the most fake smile she could ever have given him and added a sweet, "Sure!" For good measure. She watched as Chase's jaw clenched and walked out. Happy she succeeded. Chase hated her sweet responses and smiles. To him, she was too kind, too happy. Ellery entered her own office and typed away again, occasionally taking a sip from her coffee.

At Lunch time, she took out her sandwiches and cheesecake for dessert when an email pops up in her inbox. She clicks it and it's from Chase. She can feel every ounce of annoyance in every word. Every pixel.

'Ellery Riser,
I need the numbers from last month's transactions and actions taken against zombies. Include the attacks by humans as well.
Chase Graves.
P.S.: Are these the knives you wanted?'

Ellery glanced at the image attached to the email. There, right there. A kit of throwing knives, Hello Kitty themed. Ellery grabbed the nearest bobble head pen and broke it two. She clicked away from the email and started working on the numbers Chase wanted. Once done she walked to his office not bothering to knock and dropped the files on the table. Chase and a few colleagues looked up at her. Ellery glared at Chase, not even smiling. She gestured towards them and said, "There. Done." Chase stood up from his chair, "You're supposed to knock." Ellery layed a hand across her heart and dramatically gasped, "Goodness me! I forgot to knock? So sorry boss." She spit out the word boss as if it was something dirty. Something sour. She knocked on the table and then said in the same tone as before, "There. Done." She turned on her heels and walked out. Chase sighed and said back down, apologizing for the interruption.

At 5:30 that evening Ellery logged off and grabbed her bag and coat. She walked to the entrance when Chase called her inside his office. Ellery cursed and walked inside, "Yes?" Chase put a few files away and said, "Next time you walk into my office unannounced, I'm going to kick you out. You do not enter unannounced!" Ellery just stood there, "Maybe if you weren't such a prick, I would have considered knocking." Chase sighed and put his index finger and thumb on his nose bridge, pinching it. He closed his eyes and sighed, "Ellery. Go home." She had heard that tone and sentence before. He had dismissed her like that before. When he was angry. His tone would almost sound threatening and it would sound a lot darker. She knew what possibly followed, and she didn't want to see it. She knew she had to get out. Her breathing picked up and her heart started racing. She quickly turned on her heels and walked out. She made it to the entrance when she heard Chase throw papers on the ground and then it grew eerily quiet. Ellery walked to her car and got inside. She turned on the engine and as her headlights came on, she saw his silhouette in the doorway of the entrance. She didn't need super vision to know he had slipped and was in full-on zombie mode. Something Chase rarely if not at all did. But Ellery knew how to get under his skin and that endangered her life. She hit the gas pedal hard, and raced out of the parking lot. The silhouette behind her followed her and she took turns at each corner. Making sure Chase didn't know where she lived. Once he gave up, Ellery drove home and dialled the first number in her contacts: Vivian Riser.

After three beeps, she heard Vivian's voice and slid down her front door.

'Hi this is Vivian! I can't come to the phone right now, please leave a message!'

The voice mail got followed by a beep and Ellery begged, "Viv? It's me. I can't do this anymore. I want to come home. I'm resigning. I quit. I hate New Seattle. I want to come home..."
She hung up and looked at her apartment, Flower stickers hung on a wall above the blue couch, the flat screen TV opposite of the couch was dark and the white curtains let in the light from outside. Ellery knew every inch of it, she knew there was a mug in the kitchen sink, white with yellow polka dots. Her bedroom was white and her sheets were a floral design. Her plates were all sets, sorted by colour. She had the rainbow in her cabinets. The scent of daisies filled the apartment with a thin layer, not too much and just enough. Ellery stared at the cabinets in her kitchen and screamed when someone knocked on her front door. Ellery opened the door and looked at Liv. Liv stood there, concerned and asked, "Are you okay?" Ellery sighed, "I thought you were someone else." Liv smiled, "I noticed and I got a text saying you needed some girl time." Ellery shrugged, letting Liv in.

Liv sat down on the blue couch and asked, "What happened?" Ellery sighed and said, "I pissed off Chase." Liv nodded, "Do you want me to stay over? I can. The morgue isn't far away from here." Ellery shook her head and sat down next to her, "I just pissed him off. But he's getting under my skin." Liv chuckled, "You and him have been in a constant state of hate, ever since you started working at Fillmore Graves. Maybe you two need a do-over?" Ellery glared at her, "A do-over? What I need is a new job!" Liv smiled apologetically, "Keep fighting. You'll get there. Besides, Clive has a lead on a new case. Which led us to Fillmore Graves." Ellery sat up straight, "So I can leave soon?!" Liv bit her lower lip, "Uhm... not really." Ellery's eyes widened, "What?!" Liv held up her hands defensively, "You can always complain to HR. Or Clive. He'll talk to Fillmore Graves if you want to." Ellery nodded and yawned, Liv stood up "Have you eaten anything?" Ellery shook her head. Liv grabbed a pear green plate and made Ellery a sandwich.

After dinner, Ellery drifted off to sleep, the adrenaline wearing off and Liv texted Peyton to tell her she was staying over. Liv watched Ellery sleep, making sure Ellery didn't have any nightmares. Once Liv was sure she grabbed a blanket and went to sleep as well.