Jeffery Herd was the 7th child to be returned. The first seven had been returned consecutively. One each day. Each one beaten worst then the one before. Alex was numb. Nathan had been number 13. He was the last one to be taken and would be the worst beaten. It crushed her soul to the look in to those little children's eyes, the youngest being only 4. They were broken. Hell, SHE was broken. None of the children remembered much, only one thing that every child said. They remembered his voice. Deep, they would describe it, like those monsters on T.V. He would talk to them as he hit them. Tell...

Alex looked across her desk, at the man she called her partner. Bobby wasn't there he was deep in thought about there latest case. This was the man she always put her trust behind, but she still was hurt. How could he not tell her about his assignment ? Staring Down the barrel of her gun had never been so hard. Nothing in a very long time had hurt her that much. Bobby looked up and caught her gaze. He gave her one of those priceless looks only Bobby could give. Nothing could make her forget Joe but maybe she could try to open her coração again. "What are you thinking about?" he asked. She scrambled...

Why won't you talk to me? We are partners. Your life is becoming a mystery to me. Don't shut me out.
-Alex
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"Bobby, go home." Alex said looking at her semi-conscious partner. He shook his head with all the will he had left. "Come on Bobby, you no know that there's nothing you can do tonight. At least sleep for a little while." Alex begged. This case, god had it been hard. Children had been disappearing rapidly, not to mention all 12 kids were related to cops. At all the crime scenes there had been the number 13 written in blood. They had been put under a lot of...

Alex awoke to the smell of pancakes. Her whole body wanted to stay in this soft, warm cama but her stomach told her otherwise. She sat up and rubbed her eyes. Where was she? She remebered not being able to sleep and taking a cab to someones house. It was then she heard his deep voice. She got up and headed toward the smell of pancakes, knowing exactly where she was. "Where's the coffee?" Alex asked Bobby as she entered the kitchen. "That's the first thing you say to me this morning?" he questioned jokingly. She waved him off as she found the coffee pot. She poured herself a mug and settled into...

*Alex*

To him the kiss on the cheek had been a sweet gesture that had seemed natural. Something, only to be attempted when she was asleep. They had been partners for so long. Was it possible to care about someone for as long as she had Bobby and not,to some extent, amor them?

That night she dreamed of Bobby. It wasn't unusual to dream about him. In her mind they would be working on a case or interviewing a suspect. This dream was different. It broke every rule in her own rulebook.

She was sitting in an interview room at work. It was cold in the room and she was all alone. She began to panic...

It had been 1 week. Bobby’s days had dragged on. He had talked to the captain only once. The irritating politics of it all were out of his control and, he hated it. He had heard that Eames’ condition was stable, but that had been all he could say. He finally had gotten the call he had been waiting for. He could see her. If Alex had been with him when he was driving to the hospital she might have shot him. The thought made him smile. The smile faded when he pulled up at Saint Vincent's.

The nurse led him to a quiet room with blue curtains. He saw Eames lying in the cama sleeping. "Her condition...

    Traci Minnelli was walking down the rua almost to her apartment. She had her key in the door when she heard three shots ring out behind her and a door slam. She turned around to see a middle-aged white man running from the store across the street. Her eyes connected with his for only a minuto but that was enough to scare her. She fainted.

    Eames sat at the captain’s escrivaninha, mesa with Goren. They were in trouble, yet again. It turns out you aren’t supposed to arrest a lawyer before warning the brass. Since they had done that they weren’t able to...