Jess and Fi's Private PSL

There was beeping, a loud beeping and as soon as Laurel roll over the lump beside her to hit the alarm, she noticed it wasn't the alarm that was going off than her phone went off and she groaned. "Get your pager," she muttered shoving the lump and moved to get her phone. She moved to sit up, rubbing her face, and sighed..."shit." She rolled out of the bed, started the shower and walked into the kitchen and started the coffee. That's when her phone went off again and his followed in suit.

She moved to the doorway, watching the man who was in his bed, Laurel was the guest here, go through his phone. "So how long we have?" she asked with a yawn, she was tempted to go climb back in bed with him, but she knew they had a job "and what do you have to do?" She moved to the bed, moving to sit by him and got her phone to read the file she was sent even if he had the same one open on his phone.