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Tears streamed down Maggie's face, as she merged onto the highway to get out of Stamford, Connecticut. She had just taken her sister to the rehab center, and now she could finally let herself break down. It had been a quiet drive with Erin. Maggie was lost in thought and she assumed Erin was too. Maggie went in with her at the center, and helped her get checked in. It was an emotional goodbye, but she promised Erin that she would be there every step of the way. 

It was nearing midnight, and Maggie would have to get up early for work in the morning, but she knew she wouldn't be able to sleep right now. Honestly she didn't even want to be alone, as her racing thoughts were quickly consuming her. After making it back to New York City, she drove around for a bit, taking in the hustle and bustle of the city's nightlife. It wasn't too long before she was pulling up to a familiar apartment building, and exiting her car. 

Maggie paced outside OA's place for a few moments, debating whether or not to knock on the door. It was late, and she didn't want to wake him up if he had already gone to bed… but she desperately needed to see him. Her partner, her best friend, and also the only one who could truly calm her down when she was distressed. 'Ah, screw it.' She took the few steps to his door and knocked softly. 

It was only seconds later when OA opened the door, clad in sweatpants and a t-shirt, and holding his gun down by his side. "Maggie." He wore a confused expression, but it quickly turned to one of worry… Maggie could assume it had something to do with her appearance.

She knew her face was stained with make up and tears, and her clothes and hair were disheveled. "Hey, I'm sorry just to drop by like this."

OA opened the door wider and stepped aside. "It's okay. You know you're always welcome here." He put away his gun before leading Maggie over to the couch. "What happened? Is it, Erin?"

A fresh wave of tears streamed down her cheeks, and if it wasn't OA sitting beside of her, she would be embarrassed for somebody to see her cry like this. "Yeah."

OA gently wrapped his arm around her shoulders, but sat a few inches from her to still give her some space. "Do you want to talk about it?"

"Can we just sit for a little bit?"

"Yeah, of course." OA eased back on the couch, and Maggie scooted a little closer, taking comfort being in his presence. OA must've noticed her relax because he pulled her to his chest, so that she could fully rest against him. "We'll sit here as long as you need, Mags."

"Thank you."

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Maggie opened her eyes, and was momentarily confused as to where she was, but then it all came flooding back. She was still at OA's, curled into his side on the couch, and light was just barely starting to break through the windows. OA was still asleep, but he must've felt her stir because it wasn't but a few seconds later that he was opening his eyes. 

"Morning, Mags."

"Morning." Maggie let out a yawn. "I'm sorry for falling asleep on you." 

OA smirked, his arm still wrapped loosely around her shoulders. "Don't be, it's okay. You just looked so peaceful last night, I didn't want to wake you up. I figured you needed your rest."

"I hope I didn't keep you from getting your rest."

"You didn't. I slept very comfortably." With Maggie now sitting up, OA began to rise from the couch. "I'll make a pot of coffee. If you have your go-bag n your car, you can just get ready for work here."

"I do. I'll go grab it." She grabbed her keys from the coffee table. "Hey, OA?"

OA turned around to face her. "Yeah?" 

"Thank you." Maggie didn't elaborate, as she knew OA would know exactly what she was talking about. 

"Mags, you don't have to thank me… ever. I've told you this before, I'll always be here for you. I love you, you're my best friend."

Maggie couldn't help but smile, OA quickly returning it. She knew she hit the jackpot with OA as her partner. "You know I love you, and you're my best friend too, right?"

"I know." Both of them now standing up, OA pulled Maggie into a hug. "Look, whenever you do want to talk about Erin, well you know…"

"I know. Thank you, Omar." They shared one more smile before Maggie went to grab her bag. She hadn't meant to come and crash OA's night, but she was grateful he had welcomed her with open arms… literally. He knew exactly what she needed, and hadn't pushed her to talk about Erin. 

That was what was so great about their partnership. Not only did they know each other's moves, and have each other's back out in the field, but in their personal life too. Maggie knew that no matter what, they could rely on each other to always be there… and it was a friendship she had come to greatly cherish.