That night she dreamt about her Mother. They were walking together in Central Park. It was one of those dreams that you would've sworn was real, if she hadn't been dead for almost ten years. It was like she was trying to warn her about something. She kept telling her to be careful and to watch her back, and like always, take care of Heather and their Dad, although now, he had someone else to take care of him.
She woke up to pounding on her apartment door. She groaned as she slowly opened her eyes. [b "I'm coming."] she said as she rose from her bed. She shuffled down the hallway. Her head was slightly concussed so she wasn't the steadiest on her feet. [b "What on earth are you doing here?"] she asked as she opened the door and seen Tess. [b "Aren't you supposed to be working with Joe?"]
[i "Yeah, but I wanted to bring you breakfast and make sure you were alright. Still think you're gonna be able to come back to work by Thursday?"]
[b "You can't keep me away for me than a few days. You know that. New York doesn't sleep, remember?"] she told her [b "Too many crimes to solve.. But you should get going. Besides, I have a House Hunters marathon to watch."]
The next few days dragged by. Heather ended up coming back to the City. She liked Brooke and all, but she told their father that Cat needed someone to take care of her. [b "I'm heading to work. There is money on the counter for lunch and Dinner just in case it's a late night!"] she called as she walked out. Her Father had helped her get another car since her Dodge was totaled. This one was bigger than she was used to, but it was more protective, as her Father said. The jeep would get up and go, but it wouldn't be the easiest thing to maneuver through the streets.
She grinned as she walked into work as everyone started clapping. [b "Yeah, yeah. Someone give me a case before I die of boredom."]
[i Sorry it's bad!]