For hadtobe_said

[It wasn't a question of if the suspect would strike again, but when. So far, the young adult male had managed to rob five banks in the last week, critically injuring three people. This time, they were ready for him. Or so they hoped. Lisbon knew, practically, that Bosco was more than capable of taking care of himself. But being in a relationship (albeit a secret one) with him now meant her worry for him increased tenfold. And she loathed the idea of him possibly being at the barrel of a gun again. Still, she drew a deep breath and spoke into her mic; Bosco had a small earpiece on by which they could easily communicate. She was seated across the street at a local coffee shop, keeping close watch on the bank where Bosco was posing as a security guard.]

Hey, Chief. [It really wasn't technically a term of endearment, more of a title, but it was Lisbon's version of a mildly affectionate term. And it came out naturally now.] Anything suspicious yet?