Title: Sins of the Past
Author: Hélio Rei
Spoilers: Based on the TV series Boston Legal first three seasons.
Disclaimer: I own nothing. All characters belong to David E. Kelley. No copyright violation is intended.
Summary: One murder, one trial, one defendant: that defendant is Alan Shore and only Denny Crane will help him. The story is based upon the first three seasons of the series, but it's possible it will incorporate some elements of season four without affecting continuity.

Prologue:

It wasn't the first time he was spending time in a jail cell: Most of the times, he would go as a counselor but he also spent some time in jail as an accused and every time he faced an accusation there was always a way to escape it. However this time was different: it was murder, the murder of a woman who became so important in his life: Gloria Weldon.

After a few random sexual intercourses, he encountered an old flame in a trial: Judge Gloria Weldon. Gloria was different from Tara: although as sassy as Tara was, Gloria was a more of a bad girl, always ready to break rules but no one else could know, sharing with him what would become their little dirty secrets. At first, there was some rigidity: He even admitted being a little rusty when it came to relationships but after a learning curve, their relationship was full on.

After a few months, something unexpected happened: Gloria started talking about marriage and kids something he never considered, at least until then. It was a huge thing specially since he had always been a free man and constituting a family wasn't exactly part of his plans. He didn't see himself as a parent although he had been married before. In that last few days their relationship was in some sort of turbulence: They were drinking while they were discussing their future when he was starting to feel indisposed. Gloria helped him carrying to his hotel room where she helped him lay down on his bed: That would be the last thing he remembered. When he found himself conscious again, he was at the edge of the terrace of his apartment, his pajama in blood. He stepped back and went back inside where he saw an atrocity: Gloria was dead, naked in his bed.

He called the police and quickly he was living a nightmare: his lover was dead and he became the prime suspect once the Boston Police Department discovered his fingertips on a gun found at the crime scene.

Accused, arrested, with everything pointing the blame to him, without ever remembering what happened in that tragic night: he became alone and that was in his present scenario, alone in the dark, no one coming to his aid. Probably those were times when family was a good thing.

Fortunately there was someone who was willing to help him when everybody from members of the press to some of his own colleagues were already finding him guilty, playing the judge, jury and executioner card: that someone was Denny Crane.

He was the man who was entering in his cell, Denny Crane, as his attorney. - "Alan…" – Usually Alan always found Denny with smile but as he saw his friend entering in his cell, he saw nothing but apprehension. Denny sat at his side.

"The District Attorney is holding murder in first degree…"

"Wonderful…" – Alan remarked sarcastically.

Denny stared at Alan, seriously. – "I want you to know, I'll defend you with every thing I got. I'll get you out of here."

Alan looked at Denny, doubtfully. – "I'm also a lawyer, Denny. You know you can't make statements like that."

"Alan, you're with Denny Crane, you're with God." – Alan couldn't help but to laugh at Denny's affirmation and Denny smiled too.

The laughs and smiles stopped when the prison guard came to the cell. – "Visit time is over."

"Ready?" – Denny asked Alan.

Alan took a deep breath before giving a reply to Denny. – "Ready."

"Then, lock and load."- Denny replied.

To be continued…