Time Flies

By: a Deaf author who wishes to remain anonymous

Rated: k+ (PG)

Warnings: None

"What is it?" she asked, seeing the dog bark in the absence of sound.

She felt a slight weight upon her shoulder; looking over, she saw Jack standing next to her. "Oh! I'm sorry," she replied.

"Quite alright. You seemed deep in thought," He remarked.

She shifted her position in her wooden chair as she smiled, "Guess I was daydreaming."

Jack vaguely recalled what it was like to daydream. He gave her a gentle smile. "Ah; well we have a new case," he proclaimed.

"Wonderful. What is it this time: Drug Cartel, Espionage, perhaps a Diamond heist?" she said sarcastically.

"I think Myles is rubbing off on you!" he exclaimed, stunned by her sarcasm.

Sue gave a subtle smile as sherolled her eyes slightly at his retort.

"Health Care Benefits Fraud."

She scrunched her brows. "Excuse me?" she said.

"The case; it's about Health Care Benefits fraud in Nursing Homes," he said.

She looked at him, a bit confused. "Did I read you correctly; did you say Health Care Benefit fraud in nursing homes?" she asked.

Jack slowly nodded his head. "Yes, that is what I said. It's our case."

"Our case?" Sue said, a bit stunned.

Jack snickered. "Yes, our case. Ted called me into his office shortly after I arrived— that is where I've been— and he was filling me in on the particulars."

Sue raised a brow. "Care to fill me in?" she asked with a smile.

"I'd love to; over lunch?" He asked, holding out his hand to help her up.

Sue slid her purse strap on her shoulder as they walked together to the elevator awaiting them.

"What sounds good to you?" Jack asked, gently rubbing at his stomach.

She rubbed her chin slightly while thinking. "How about Italian? We haven't had that lately."

"Italian it is then, milady," Jack said, as they entered the elevator, watching the door close slowly.