Mwhaha, I have done it! I've finally crossed the line into torturning someone other than Bobby! (sigh) I'm so proud of me... This first chapter is pretty short, but I wanted people to get a feel for it, and to find out if they like it. So please review, and I'll update!

Disclaimer: THEY AIN'T MINE!! (screams and runs around in circles)

This chapter is for confused and blue, the queen of torturing our poor Bobby. But I'm learning fast... (ducks rotten tomatoe)

Major Case Precinct

Wednesday, January 23rd

12:51 pm

Bobby, Deakins, and Carver watched the scene unfold in front of them warily, standing in front of the one way mirror. Alex was standing in front of the perp with her hands on the table, her stare hard and intent. He just folded his hands on top of the table and smiled at her, a sickly sweet smile that made the men's stomachs churn.

"You know, Alex," the man purred, "you have to be the most stunning woman I've ever seen. Your partner must be a fool not to propose."

"Is that what you say to all the women you rape, or am I just lucky?" Alex purred back, resting her chin on her hand.

"Now, Detective, you know better than that. I never raped any of those women," he said, leaning in closer to Alex. "It was all consensual." Alex grabbed Bobby's notebook and pulled out the pictures, laying them down one by one in front of him.

"Really? These women consented to being bound, blindfolded, raped, and bludgeoned to death? Because I find that to be very unlikely," Alex said slowly, as though she were addressing a small child. Zach shook his head and stared at her, his dark green eyes cold and calculating.

"I'd choose my words wisely if I were you. They could get you in some big trouble," Zach growled, and Alex's lips turned up in a sneer as she sat on the table and leaned in close, until her face was a few inches away from Zach's.

"Was that a threat, Zach?" she growled, and he smiled and leaned in closer to her, then said, "No, Alex. It was a promise." She didn't notice how his right hand slipped off of the table and down into his lap, his fingers grazing the curve of the can in his pocket.

Bobby saw Zach reach into his pocket, and his breath hitched in his chest. "He's got something," he muttered, and Deakins and Carver looked at each other with apprehension.

The next few seconds passed with excruciating slowness, and the men watched in horror as the scene played out in front of them. Zach reached into his pocket and produced a small can, spraying it in Alex's face before she realized what was happening. Bobby ran out of the room and into the interrogation room as fast as his legs would move. As she screamed, he grabbed her by the waist, and Bobby watched in horror as Zach threw Alex through the inch thick glass of the one way mirror.

"Alex!" Bobby screamed, shoving past Zach and hoisting himself through the hole in the wall, crouching down beside Alex's broken and bloody form.

Mike and Carolyn heard the commotion, and he darted into the interrogation room and slammed Zach against the wall, while she went to Bobby and Alex. She saw Bobby reach out to his partner, and she grabbed his hand, saying, "Don't touch her, Bobby. She might have injuries to her spine, and you could make it worse." Carefully pressing two fingers to Alex's wrist, she turned her head and shouted, "We need a bus in here, now!" Then she turned her head again and looked at Bobby, whose eyes were wide with fear. A sudden moan made them both jump, and he looked down at his partner.

"Bobby," she moaned, a thin line of blood appearing from the corner of her mouth. He looked helplessly at Carolyn, then carefully stroked Alex's forehead with his fingertips, murmuring, "It's okay, Alex. I'm right here. I'm right here." She shuddered, then her body went limp altogether, making him panic. Carolyn saw the big detective start to panic, and she touched his arm and said, "It's okay, Bobby. She's still breathing. Just calm down."

Mike appeared in the room and crouched beside his partner, looking at Alex with concern. "Holy hell," he muttered, and Carolyn shot him a warning glare.

Finally the paramedics arrived, and Bobby found himself being forced away from his partner's side as the medics worked to stabilize her.

"Don't give up, Alex," he whispered, watching the scene in front of him. "I need you. Please don't give up."

"Okay, she's stable," one medic shouted. "Who's riding with her?" Bobby immediately stepped forward and followed her stretcher, while the remaining detectives looked on helplessly.

Once they were gone, Mike turned to Carolyn and said, "God, I hope she's okay." Carolyn nodded resolutely, but he could tell that she was fighting to keep her emotions together. In a rare public display of affection, he put his arms around her and held her close, and she buried her face in his chest and cried softly.

TBC...

A/N: Okay, whaddya think? Good? Okay? If I get 5 reviews tonight, I'll update with a longer chapter. So review, and lemme know what ya'll are thinking!