91- Decide Quickly

"Petty?" she hissed, "This looks petty to you, Dean?" Dean's brows furrowed in confusion. Somehow it looked like an overreaction.

 She huffed and turned away, stepping briskly towards the hall entrance. She ignored Dean calling her name, her mind already focused on the task ahead.

Sitting at her desk, she was still fuming when she got another message from John.

"What's the news!"

Instead of sending a text, she called him, her fingers drumming on the desk impatiently as she waited for the call to be received.

"Hey!" John answered. 

"Stop sending me messages asking me about her again and again," she snapped with her frustration spilling over, "I'm not your secretary!"

"Ouch! Looks like someone got up on the wrong side of the bed," He tried to tease her, but she wasn't in the mood.

"Can you come down?" he asked, his tone was all business now.

"What? You are here?" Kate sounded surprised.