And while the Oversight member couldn't sack her exactly, he could make it so she never got to go on any serious ops. Gabe was in the middle of that. I knew it was a source of frustration and a sore spot for her, so I didn't say anything.
"Tabs, what do you always tell me about what we put out into the universe?"
She shook her head stubbornly. "You’re right. Time to put out the let’s-get-laid energy.”
The thing was, I could see it… Tabs and Gabe as a couple. But I knew Gabe was by the book. He would never, ever cross that line with her, not when there was a no-fraternization rule in place. As long as she was an operative under his command, he would never touch her. So maybe it was better that her secret attraction for him stayed that way.
Once we were in the locker room, Tabs grabbed her bag and turned to me. "Don't bother getting in the shower, we're going to go straight to yours."
"Why? I can just shower and change here."
She shook her head. "You are not putting on the usual costume. Black leggings, black shirt, burgundy leather jacket. That's not an outfit. You have clothes. You're wearing them."
I frowned at my bag. "What's wrong with my outfits?"
"They're fine. You know, for the daytime. But we're out to catch some dick, so you are going to get a little bit out of your comfort zone."
I frowned at that. "Why on earth does that worry me?"
"Because you and I both know you're hot. And for once, you're not going to think about what the safe thing to do is, what the right thing to do is. We're going to have a little fun because it's your birthday and you fucking deserve it. Now shake a leg. We are going out tonight."
She had a good point. It was my birthday. I deserved to celebrate.
And definitely get laid.