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Summary: One of Harry's cases from the POV of the Blue Beetle
The Blue Beetle
The Blue Beetle sat in the gravel outside Dresden's apartment building. The rain was coming down in a light drizzle but in the distance there was lightning over the lake. Something was stirring in the air and he could tell that tonight might get interesting. Yep. He was right. Harry came up his stairs in his leather duster and trotted through the rain to the driver's side. Opening the door he got in quick and slammed it a little too hard.
"Ouch! Hey boss take it easy there." The Beetle waited for a response. And waited. "Still can't hear me huh?"
The key slipped into the ignition and Harry pumped the gas a couple times before turning it. With a wheeze and a cough the engine turned over and the car started.
"Look, boss, I know we've got to go places tonight." the Beetle said. "But could you take it easy? My tires are a little on the bald side."
Harry slipped the shifter into reverse and backed onto the street.
"Watch it! Watch it!" The Beetle screamed as Harry nearly ran over the trash cans. "I really wish you'd take the time to actually look where we're headed. Speaking of... Where are we going?"
Harry didn't acknowledge the question. He slipped the shifter into drive and took off. The wiper blades slapped time as they cruised down the street a little faster than the posted limit. The Beetle noted various other cars as they went by.
"When are you gonna' let Bob out again?" The Beetle asked. "He's the only one who talks to me. And there's a new dog in the neighborhood that thinks I'm a fire hydrant. Couldn't you like put some kinda spell on me so they wouldn't do that? I mean I'm rusty enough. Blue lights! Blue lights! Slow down!"
Harry had seen the lights too but he wasn't slowing down. He was heading for them. There were three police cars nosing the curb in front of a small office suite and a couple of cops standing around in rain coats putting up yellow tape.
"Oh. Another one of these. Hey that one's pretty cute for a Ford. I always like a girl in uniform." The Beetle was eyeing the nearest cop car as Dresden rolled up. "So I'll just wait here then."
Dresden got out of the car and flashed his card to the cops as he went inside through the glass door. The Blue Beetle waited.
"So you come here often?" He asked the cop car. No response. "I'm with the guy in the black coat. He's a wizard you know. Ever met a wizard before?"
The cop car continued to sit with its blue lights going.
"The quiet type eh?" The Blue Beetle smiled. Well sort of. "I do this stuff all the time but I ain't never seen you before. Been on the force long?"
More silence.
"What is it? The doors? The hood?" The Beetle waited again. Then gave up. She wasn't a talker. There were a few talkers around. Most of the ones the Beetle had met were usually outside McAnally's. Most of them belonged to other people like Harry. Well something like Harry. They weren't actual White Council level practitioners. Never the less they did give off enough residual energy to... lets call it awaken their cars. Most cop cars didn't awaken. They normally were put out to pasture before they could. The Blue Beetle had only met one and it was an old veteran on the outskirts of town where they weren't quite so hard on their vehicles.
Dresden came out of the office a little green around the gills. Murphy was with him and she looked a little distressed too. Something was up.