Violet couldn't help but flash an embarrassed grin as she unsheathed it just enough to let the light glint off the metal before sheathing it back in the scabbard.   "<strong>I clean and sharpen it every day,</strong>" she said, feeling more at home.    Angel would still nag her about her sword from time to time - but she and the other leader of the team really only cared about results -  something Violet delivered every time-  and<strong>really </strong>- there was so much to learn from her.    Angel had probably made it further than a lot of female cops - and had probably struggled to get there.<br/><br/>When she was in the circus she had a trainer,<br/>When she was in the gang, Beth looked out for her, and they both watched each other's backs.<br/>When she was a beat cop she had a mentor.<br/>And now she had both Beth and Angel.      Beth was a link to her past, an older sister of sorts, and Angel - a real role model of the kind of cop she might eventually be.<br/>She didn't mind being mentored to if it made her better.<br/>She kind of felt her adoptive father would've wanted it that way anyway.