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After her girlfriend walked out the door, Maggie realized that she'd had enough.
Looking back on it, she should have seen the warning signs really. She'd had to miss 3 dates in the past month because of work and her girlfriend had never said yes to going with her on a date they missed that she had rescheduled. She could probably count on her fingers the amount of times the woman had smiled whenever they did manage to go on a date. So, in an effort to make sure that this never happened again, she wrote a list for herself, this way the next time she got into a relationship, it'd be worth it.
Dream girl or nothing. She must:
- Have a mind like a diamond (Her ex didn't even know how to make a paper airplane, and actually made her show her.)
- Know what's best (Being a detective didn't mean that she had a stable schedule, and demanding her to come home wasn't really benefitting anyone)
- Have shoes that cut (Now, if someone actually had shoes this dangerous, they're probably a badass, and she could use a sexy badass)
- Have eyes that burn (Jessica just had eyes that were burning with disappointment, not passion)
- Be fast, thorough, and sharp as a tack (Her ex, besides the paper airplane incident, also had a habit of leaving things half done, like her dishes, which were put away with specks of ketchup left on them from the night before)
- Pick up slack (She could use someone who worked as hard as her so that someone else would get it for once)
- Get up early (Apparently, morning runs to some people were, "reserved for the devil and his minions himself)
- Stay up late (1 AM texts of, "I'm okay, just some paperwork" probably shouldn't be replied to with a string of anger emojis)
- Have uninterrupted prosperity (Just because the law says you have to wear a bike helmet, that doesn't mean a cop will arrest you for it, and that cop definitely won't pull over for it)
- Have fingernails that shine like justice (Hygiene was important)
- And have a beautiful voice (Just a personal preference, it wouldn't hurt)
She folded the piece of paper and stuck it in her wallet, she may have made it after she had had just a *few* too many drinks but whatever, she'd deal with that tomorrow.
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Have a mind like a diamond
When she met Agent Danvers, she didn't really know what to think.
She'd been told that the woman was going to be her partner for extraterrestrial cases as a representative from the DEO, but that's all they really told her.
When they sent her out to go collect some samples and her partner wasn't there when she showed up, she may have been just a bit more than a little peeved. This was her new partner, and considering she was with the DEO she had to wonder if she just felt she was more important than her, that she didn't have to do the grunt work too.
And the sample to collect was slime, icky green slime, no thanks.
She stomped back to her car and threw the sample on the passenger seat. Unfortunately for her, whatever was in that bag looked like it was starting to expand after the impact, panicking, she hopped in her car and sped towards the headquarters. When she got there she flashed her authorization and ran in, but the bag was close to bursting. A nerdy looking guy pointed her to a room and she ran in.
"Hello I guess. Judging by what's in your hands, you got the sample."
It was a woman in one of the all black uniforms she'd seen coming in, but she also had safety goggles on and a white lab coat. She stuck out a rubber-gloved hand, "Alex Danvers, good to meet you."
She returned the handshake, half dazed from the journey to get there. "Maggie Sawyer, I suppose you're my partner right?" Now she felt bad about getting mad that she had to get the sample by herself, clearly the other woman was busy getting ready to do something really science-y.
"Yep, sorry I had to send you to get the sample by yourself on our first official case together, but when I heard that there was green slime involved I knew we'd probably need to run some routine tests on it." She looked at the bag and a smirk grew on her face. "Got a little rough with it huh?"
Heat spread across Maggie's face. "It happened when I put it in the car."
"From the size it grew you must have chucked it in there pretty good. Having a bad day?"
"Whatever, just take it before it rips the bag." She handed it to her and Alex's smirk grew into a smile.
"Gladly. You did save me having to run one test though, it has to be from a Liklaerkin, they're the only species that has a green body fluid that expands in volume." She walked over to a massive cylinder in the corner of the room. "However, we need to run a test on the slime to get the DNA of the suspect to properly identify them." The bag didn't really open and instead exploded open. She lifted it up and plopped it onto a tray in the machine.
"This is a Arenometer. It looks for Frenic proteins in the slime that have a unique sequence in any Liklaerkin. If we catch one and their slime matches, we'll know for sure."
"Like a DNA test?"
"Exactly, only a lot harder to work out. Good thing I'm a doctor eh?" She winked and the heat in Maggie's face came back.
"Yeah I guess so"
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Knows what's best
"Maggie you can't just run into that warehouse unless you want a poisonous spine through your gut."
"They're doing an exchange right now Alex, we can catch them in the act!"
The arms dealers they'd been tracking for a month were in the middle of an abandoned warehouse on 5th street, meeting another suspect they'd been tracking for 2 weeks. After being tipped off anonymously they decided to stake out the area to make sure before calling a strike team.
"We aren't the ones that are supposed to go in Maggie, we aren't even armed for that." Alex kept her binoculars up.
"We have bulletproof vests and pistols, they don't look armored from here and we have the advantage in terms of cover if we go into the warehouse."
"Maggie we still don't have the power advantage, they're aliens, and we need to make sure the tip can be trusted and then strike. We can't lose this chance."
"Forget it, Alex I'm going in." She grabbed her gun and made a dash for the door. Running but not running loud enough to be noticed from the inside. She heard Alex groan and run after her.
The detective rounded the corner and shouted, "NCPD freeze!" but instead of putting their hands up, they just looked frustrated.
One of the arms dealers took their case off the table. "I told you something was up! Ugh, you won't be dealing with us again, Rielin."
"B-but guys! My boss needs that shipment!"
"Too bad, might want to scramble boy, here's your chance."
He threw something on the ground and Maggie had to cover her eyes from the blinding light. As she was disabled she could hear them running away. Alex caught up to her and took her hands off her eyes, and she saw they were gone. The agent said exactly what Maggie was thinking she'd say.
"I told you so"
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