Thread: Ceremonial Killer (Haruchai x BeauteousDeath)

Jordan leaned back with a loud sigh as she leaned her left elbow on the door and started rubbing her forehead, an attempt to rid herself of the massive headache that was forming. She nodded to Osterhout, Yeah, we can get some Italian, she told him. Her green eyes ahead as she continued to rub her forehead, then she buried her fingers in her hair and started rubbing her scalp before she pushed her hair back and watched the cars slowly move forward, You can walk if you prefer to. I need this car though, so I'm staying in it, she answered him when he did his Told you so routine. Damn but she hated men who did that. Then her cell phone rang. She quickly put her bluetooth piece in her ear from the console between her and Osterhout then answered her cell, Owen. Ms. Owen, this is Caroline Fitzpatrick from Bellevue Elementary, I'm the nurse here. I'm calling because your daughter, Samantha, is running a high fever, and she needs to be picked up, came the reply from the other end. Jordan closed her eyes a moment, I'm stuck in traffic right now, I'm not sure how quickly I can get there, have you tried calling her father? she asked then. I have, and he said he couldn't get her because he was in a meeting that would be going on all day, she explained. Which caused Jordan to end up with an irritable look on her face. Alright, I'm sending one of my co-workers there. He'll flash identification so please don't release her until you see an F.B.I. badge, he'll be able to get to her quicker than I can right now, she said. Once the nurse consented to this, Jordan pressed the 'end' button on her cell then went to contacts and pressed send when she got the name she wanted, her foot pressing on the gas lightly to move the car forward a couple of feet. The phone on the other end rang, C'mon Jim, answer..., she muttered to herself. She looked over at Osterhout, Sorry... we're going to have to-, she held a hand up to signalling to give her a moment. Anderson here, Jim answered much to Jordan's relief. Hey, Jim, I need a huge favor from you, she said to him, the way her voice sounded, it was completely different than what she'd been using around Osterhout so far, Sam's in the nurse's office at Bellevue, apparently she's running a high fever and they're sending her home, she explained, I'm attempting to leave the last site to the victim on our case, but I'm jammed in traffic, and Jake decided to use his meetings as an excuse to not picking his daughter up, she continued on, Are you able to get there to pick her up quickly? If not, it's cool, I'll make my way to her as soon as I can, she finished up saying, the SUV had stopped again, much to her aggravation. I can definitely pick Sammy up, Jord. Let the school know I should be there in about fifteen minutes, you want me to take her straight home or to the office? He then asked. Jordan thought about it, Take her to the office, depending on just how she feels and how high her fever is, will be the answer if I take her home or not, she then replied. Got it, see you when you get here then, I'll see about getting some medicine for her too, Then he hung up. Jordan quickly called the school up again and after she got the nurse on the line, she informed of who would be picking Samantha up, with that done, she set her phone in the cup holder and leaned back, Sorry about that, she told Osterhout, I'll be putting my Mommy Hat on as soon as we get to the Bureau, so we'll be having to get something else for lunch, so whatever questions or theories you have about the case, you may want to start now, while we're busy fighting traffic, she told him as they were able to move past the intersection finally, she made the U-turn and was able to drive half way down the street, only to be stopped again from the traffic jam.