Signals, body language, subtext... they're easier sometimes, they say more. They've almost got it down to a science, this back and forth of never explicitly divulging what they want. Because it's more fun that way, pulling apart the code and digging into the truth.

The root, the reason you're here, it's beyond broken pieces in need of mending. It feels like pieces missing.

The day Shaw finds herself in a very good mood, is the day all hell breaks loose. Will she make it? Or will the stress of the day bring her down?

"Was Root always changing right in front of you? Alternating frequencies, tuning in and out, coming to you in waves and hoping you might feel her one day?"

"If Shaw was ever angered, Root was behind the rage, and sometimes that was enough." Root's spiral into darkness after Shaw's alleged death. A story of loss, betrayal, and discovery.

Tamsin is reborn, but her memories have not returned with her. She struggles with the loss of something she's never known as she tries to find herself in the process. This is her last life. How will she choose to live it?

For Root, when it comes to Shaw, sometimes it's like pulling teeth.

Shaw owes Fusco a favor. She must go undercover as a single deadly female to help him find a missing girl. It's speed dating, a special kind of hell for Shaw, but if she's got to do it, she may as well have fun... horrible... twisted... fun.

Shaw's starting to think the pain in her ass might not be the bullet lodged squarely within.

Shaw realizes that lock was picked a long time ago.

Piece from a larger story that I am working on. An intimate night between Tamsin and Lauren. CopDoc.