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Post by Morgan Worth on Nov 20, 2009 14:51:34 GMT -5
 I drive you crazy, and you do the same BUT YOUR FIRE FILLS MY SOUL and warms me up like no one knows Morgan was in the lab. Like always. Frankly, as good as she was at all of this,she did miss the people element a little. At least evidence didn't talk back, it didn't lie, it didn't make her love it... She sighed, tucking a bit of reddish-brown hair behind her ear and sighing. They weren't any closer to catching this guy than the first time. he was a serial killer without a pattern, he didn't kill the same way each time, and that made things harder. Not to mention it made it seem like maybe they were dealing with several different killers. Not like anyone was talking about that possibility. How many bad people were there in Cordova?
She shut the file on the latest victim. No fingerprints, no trace, no hairs. the killer was careful. And it drove her nuts, someone was out there ruining things and she was stuck in this sterile white room full of other outcasts who relied on science more than much else.
Frankly, she couldn't wait until Alex got here, even if he told her they found another body. Thanks to her higher rank, she was actually partnered with an agent, so she got to do more collecting and such than analyzing. Which was good. As analytical as morgan could be, she wasn't a sit still person really. She'd taken karate all through her childhood. Not ballet or arts and crafts.
She drummed her fingers absently, looking at the clock. The day had only just begun, and another case reached a dead end. Morgan felt like arguing, this frustration had to come out somehow.
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Post by Alexandre Marsh on Nov 21, 2009 12:42:39 GMT -5
Really, he shouldn't have been surprised. Alex had been working on this case for quite a while, and it seemed like the killer was pretty damn good at hiding his trail. He also didn't really follow any patterns. It was pretty damn frustrating. To make matters worse, every time they thought they'd made some headway on one of his murders, another one turned up. One body hardly had time to get cold before there was another. The only silver lining to his job right now was Morgan.
In general, Alex hated to get involved with the people in the lab. They were hard to deal with and they usually thought they knew more about the world than anyone else. Granted, they were usually right about that assumption, but it didn't make things any more fun for him. Morgan, on the other hand, even if she was a little on the frigid side, was gorgeous, so at least there was eye candy involved in the job.
He was late for work this morning, and he'd probably get reamed for it when he finally showed up at the office. The thin was, he was late for a good reason. The killer's latest victim had all of the traffic on the south side of Cordova backed up. The victim had apparently been killed and then tied to the ladder of a fire escape, their hands bound together so that their arms would have pulled themselves out of socket. It wasn't a surprise, really. Bodies were almost as normal as dogs in this city.
When he finally got to the temporary headquarters the FBI had set up in Cordova, Alex headed stright for the lab. He needed to get to Morgan before anyone else did. When he opened the door, though, he forgot why he was there. His eyes fixed on her petite little backside and traveled up. He didn't even bother to act ashamed when his eyes met hers. "So. I know how you've been dying to see me. But I had a date with a dead girl this morning. C'mon." He gestured for Morgan to follow him and headed back out the door. Assuming she would follow, he didn't bother to stop walking until he got to a patrol car and opened the passenger door for her. |
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Post by Morgan Worth on Nov 21, 2009 12:54:46 GMT -5
Morgan watched him look her over and pursed her lips, not blinking when he shamelessly met her eyes. Men. Another body and he was taking the time to look her over? They had been seeing each nearly every day for years, he had to remember how she looked by now. And he couldn't then she doubted his skills when it came to being observant on the job. She let out a huff and grabbed her things following him out the door. But she didn't go quietly of course.
"You know you could have told me we had another body. I do have a phone. Then we could have gotten there faster, who knows how contaminated the body is getting." She said hotly. One thing that made her job harder (besides Alex) was other things interfering with her dead bodies. And why did they always tell him first? She was FBI too.
She gave him a look when he held the door open for her. What, did he think he could fool her into thinking he was a gentleman? Granted he was a good man, but he was still too much of a pain in the ass. Morgan climbed in and shut the door herself. "So where is your date?" She said making reference to his joke earlier that hadn't been funny.
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Post by Alexandre Marsh on Nov 21, 2009 13:08:12 GMT -5
He'd never understood how she could be so focused on work all the time. Alex loved his job, but there was much more to life than work. Particularly, there was Morgan. She had to realize she was attractive. It didn't take a rocket scientist (or a forensic scientist for that matter) to figure out that she was gorgeous. His lips pulled into a smirk when she let out a huff. She was so stubborn, and he hated to admit that he liked it. He really couldn't get enough of her, though. If she actually annoyed him half as much as he pretended she did, he'd have been assigned a different partner by now.
Working together for years had allowed him to learn a lot about the woman. He knew she wouldn't follow quietly if she followed at all. A chuckle escaped his lips, and Alex shook his head. "See if I just called you, I wouldn't have gotten to see your lovely face," he replied smoothly, not bothering to look back at her. She was probably fuming, as per usual. The body wasn't too far from the station, anyway, so she didn't have all that much to worry about as far as contamination. "Besides if I got you there before it got contaminated, you wouldn't have half as much fun finding the cause of death!"
Alex grinned at the girl as she begrudgingly got into the passenger seat and closed the door herself. He would have closed it for her, but she obviously had a point to make and he wasn't going to keep her from it. He simply shook his head and circled the car before sliding in behind the steering wheel. She asked about his date, and he couldn't fight another smile. "She's on the fire escape of the apartment building on 2nd and Monroe," he informed her, starting the car and heading off in the direction of the scene. [/size] |
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Post by Morgan Worth on Nov 21, 2009 13:22:06 GMT -5
"You still would have seen me at the scene, you still could have driven me, but I could have been outside waiting, and therefore cut some time out this." Morgan said as if this was common knowledge and he was being stupid (which he was). Sometimes she thought he just wanted to see her face for a longer amount of time. Which was dumb because he saw her all the time anyway, it was logical to stare at her. It really wasn't. She didn't stare at him, and he was good looking.
"And no, it is not 'more fun', we're trying to catch a killer Alex, we don't want the real answers to be destroyed. Or have you forgotten?" Morgan said looking over at him in the car as they drove to the street he had indicated. He just didn't understand lab work at all, nor did he seem to understand how she worked by now, and if he did, he was doing this to annoy her. And she hated it.
"You are such a pain in the ass." She informed him after a moment of silence and once they reached the crime scene, she got out of the car, slamming the door behind her. Morgan had her kit with her and went to look at the body. Who was capable of so much murder. this killer had no soul at all. She had decided.
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Post by Alexandre Marsh on Nov 27, 2009 21:57:31 GMT -5
She really didn't get it. Alex let out a chuckle and shook his head. "If I'd called you, we'd have been distracted by the scene. And that would be miserable, right? Suck it up, Worth. You have to be human once in a while." Alex smirked at her and continued to steer the car toward the crime scene, blatantly ignoring her comments about a murder investigation not being fun. Sure, it was a serious issue, and Alex knew that. But it was impossibly interesting, too. Besides, if there weren't people like him out there to be interested in this stuff, crimes would never be solved.
By the time they pulled up to the taped off fire escape, Alex was laughing again. That probably wasn't something that anyone expected him to do given the nature of the crime they were investigating. Still, Morgan amused him, and he just couldn't help it. "You make it so easy," he told her, pulling to a stop outside of the building. He hurried out of the car and assumed she would be doing the same. If it hadn't been a murder investigation, he might have opened the door for her. He did have manners. He just didn't have time for them right now. |
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Post by Morgan Worth on Nov 27, 2009 22:06:56 GMT -5
Morgan decided she was going to stop trying to talk to him. Men. Good for nothing really, except maybe unnecessary wars and for reproduction. She started by gathering samples from the clothes and surrounding area. Not that much really, it was all concrete under the fire escape. She gave the FBi the go ahead to lower the fire escape ladder so she could gather samples and take pictures of the body from a better angle and height. She was decently tall, but not tall enough for all that. Upon closer inspection, the girl had no stab wounds of any kind, she probably suffocated. The pressure on her body from being strung up by her hands, her feet too far away from a rung to hoist herself up. Tragic, and terrible. Morgan wanted to catch whoever did this, and every time a new victim showed up, she just wanted to hate herself. Why hadn't they caught him yet...
Morgan's new tactic was to just ignore Alex, pretend he wasn't there. That had to be easier, because all they ever did was fight and even if she was right, he'd find a way to make her wrong. Morgan simply bit her lip and furrowed her eyebrows in frustration, instead of saying anything else.
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