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Really?

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JT is having a hard time believing Dani and Edrisa about their idea about Malcolm.

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“You sure…” JT asked in a hushed whisper as he stood close to his partner and the medical examiner.

“Positive….” Dani hissed back as the trio looked across the crime scene at the profiler and the lieutenant standing next to one another looking at the body unaware of the other three talking about them.

“I have to agree…”Edrisa chimed in as they froze when they thought Gil or Malcolm had finally noticed them not talking about the case.

“I just don’t see it…”JT said as he watched the two men.

“How do you not see it? It’s pretty obvious… hell even Johann in property noticed…” Dani said, her voice raising a little.

“I’m sorry I don’t pay attention to things like that...I don’t really care what people are wearing…” JT said as he cleared his throat before giving the profiler a once over one more time.

Dani rolled her eyes and shook her head just as Edrisa did. “It’s not what he’s wearing...it’s how he’s wearing it...haven’t you noticed that when we get take out Bright has actually been eating… not just candy and Twizzlers at every meal,” Dani said

“So he’s eating… how does that lead you to believe he’s… you know…” JT said with raised eyebrows.

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“Do you have any idea what’s going on with those three?” Gil asked under his breath as he kept his eyes trained on the body.

“Dani and Edrisa finally put two and two together and they just told JT and he can’t seem to grasp the news,” Malcolm said as he chewed on his bottom lip a bit.

Snorting lightly Gil covered it with a cough as he nodded his head like they were still talking about the body. “It’s about time... then again you were skinny as a pencil so any weight gain took forever to show up on you,” Gil commented as he smirked at his own remark.

“Har...har...you know it’s your fault my clothes don’t fit anymore…” Malcolm chided as he resisted the urge to shift his weight again.

“I know my cooking skills are quite amazing…” Gil joked with a grin.

“Yeah, keep telling yourself that...more like one too many drinks and years of repressed sexual tension between us leading to the biggest secret I’ve kept from my mother since I told her I was bi,” Malcolm said as he raised his gaze and looked at the trio and saw them jump back to work.