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anonymous asked:

Three pieces of headcanon for Bianca Grieve please :)

OOOH THANK YOU I HAVE SO MANY. Here is way more than three oops. 

- She falls in love with a woman - kisses a woman - when she’s nineteen; and its a revelation. She’d had a few boyfriends in high school, nothing serious, just for one or two months, but only because she felt like she had to, because all of her friends were. She always assumed she just hadn’t found the right boy. But then she falls in love with a woman at police college - all tattoos and bravado, soft smiles and short hair. She kisses her, late one night on the oval while they’re training together - cold and tired and enamoured - and she figures out she just hadn’t found the right girl. 

- She doesn’t speak to her parents.

- She moved from Canberra to Sydney for a job with the AFP, and she hates it at first - too loud, too busy, too lonely. But there’s nothing, no-one keeping her back home, and she makes herself settle down, finds the things she likes about it - good coffee, her work, Janet.

- Her apartment is barely lived in, is empty and quiet - so it’s a bit of a relief, staying in the motel in the room next to Janet, even though she knows she misses her kids like hell. It feels selfish, and she’s careful not to push, to tread carefully around her feelings for her, around their feelings for each other - but it was the most at home she’d felt in years, when Janet had asked her to stay the night, when she had woken up with her head in the gap between Janet’s shoulder and breast. 

- She lied when she said she was asked to be protection for Janet at her home. She asked them if she could. 

- She spends the weeks of mandatory leave, after everything with Peta and the Commission, building IKEA furniture in her apartment with Andy. She figures she should get settled in, figures she should leave Janet be. So she buys a case of beer for the two of them, and they only fight a few times over the instructions. Janet calls, asks her to come over, asks her to please stay, and she has to ask Andy back to help her dismantle everything. 

- She’s terrified by the idea of parenting, never really had it on the books. But she loves Janet’s kids like they were her own, revels in the way they love her back.

- She likes to have lunch with Janet, or at least bring her coffee if they’re pressed for time. But they’ll try, often enough, to share a meal across the mess of her table (her foot tracing her thigh underneath it) or go for a walk, or make out behind the closed curtains of her office, or in some abandoned corridor somewhere, her back pressed up against a desk or a wall, her hand tangled in Janet’s loosening ponytail.