Well, I thought I'd throw my hat into the fray. Here is my take on how their last epi's go down.
Disclaimer: Don't own 'em. If I did, you really think I'd be writing an ending?!
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Goren doesn't even realize his foot is tapping wildly as he sits and waits to see the Chief of Detectives. He's too busy to notice because he's stuck in his thoughts, going over the events that brought him to this point.
Moran's secretary glances up at him from time to time. She's witnessed this scene numerous times. The cops that come and sit in her office while they wait to speak to the chief all share one thing in common, they're scared. Detective Robert Goren is no different.
She's seen him around long enough to know that he normally doesn't get nervous, or at the very least he doesn't let it show. But he sure as hell is now. She feels for him because she knows why he's there, everyone does. She wants to tell him that the waiting is the worst part and that once he goes inside it won't be so bad. A lot of times, and for a lot of other detectives that is true, but she knows that in this case, it would be a lie so she remains quiet.
The buzzing of the secretary's phone pulls Bobby from his thoughts. He watches her as she picks up the phone, glances at him, then solemnly hangs it up. She gets up and smooths out her skirt. "Chief Moran will see you know, Detective."
Bobby stands up straight and follows her. She opens the door, lets him pass by, then quietly closes the door behind him.
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Bobby sees Moran at his desk, he's writing something and doesn't acknowledge his detective's presence. Bobby knows the chief is fucking with him, making him sweat it out until he's ready to speak to him. He knows it, but he also knows that he has to stand there and take it.
Finally, Moran looks up and just stares at Bobby. He feels a line of sweat form across his forehead and he silently curses himself for it. He does his best to not wipe it, but once a bead slowly begins to run down his temple he reaches up to stop it's progress. Moran smiles.
"Let's get right to this, Goren. I've interviewed the officers that were with you to execute the arrest warrant. I am completely confident that you acted properly throughout the entire incident."
Bobby relaxes a little but feels a little confused by the chief's sly demeanor. "Thank you, sir."
Moran holds a paper up to Bobby. "Read this over, and if you're in agreement, you should sign it and we're done."
Bobby sighs and steps closer to the desk. He sits down, picks up the paper and reads it. It all looked in order, Moran had filled out a statement saying the Bobby had followed all the police procedures correctly during the shooting that took place two nights prior. After he reads it entirely, he pulls a pen out of his pocket and signs the document.
Moran smiles again and leans back as Bobby spins the paper back toward his chief.
"Too bad for Eames, though."
Suddenly, Bobby feels like he's been kicked in the gut. "Excuse me, Chief?"
Moran rocks lightly in his chair. "Yeah, I certainly can't write one of these for her."
"What do you mean by that, sir?" His head is cocked to one side as he tries to hide his building fury.
"By all accounts, your partner acted improperly."
"She did no such thing! Besides, you didn't even ask me what happened!"
"I don't need your testimony. I have eye witness statements that tell me she knowingly shot an unarmed man."
Bobby stands up. "That's bullshit and you know it! It was dark out, and the guy suddenly appeared in the doorway as we passed. He yelled for us to turn and we did. As we stood there, he reached into his jacket and pulled out a gun! She shot him because he began to yell about finally being able to take revenge on the NYPD as he raised his piece."
Moran slowly shakes his head and speaks very matter of factly. "Not according the officers at the scene. They said there wasn't a gun."
"He had a fucking gun!"
"You're out of line, Detective. And you better leave now because your partner - or should I say your soon to be ex-partner - is due here any minute."
By now, Bobby's beside himself. His eyes widen and he shouts, "Chief Moran! Why are you doing this to her?! She's a great cop, she doesn't deserve this!"
Moran gets up and leans against the window sill behind him and stares at Goren. He calmly speaks, "It seems to me we have a situation here, Goren."
That's when Bobby get's it. This has had nothing to do with Eames and everything to do with him. This whole exercise is a way to get him out of the NYPD. Moran was just waiting for the right time to do it and he's finally found a situation to use again Goren.
But in a split second, Bobby knows what he going to have to do. "Chief…how can I make this go away for Eames?"
The two men eye each other up; both aware of exactly what's to come.
Moran moves back to his desk and sits down. He pulls his chair closer to his desk and rests his elbows on it. "I think we can come up with something."
Bobby wants to scream, You goddamned fucking bastard!, but he knows he can't. Instead, he says, "Tell me what you want." Knowing full well what the chief wants from him…his badge.
Moran opens his side desk drawer and pulls out a piece of paper. "You sign this, and it all goes away for her." He slides it toward Bobby.
Bobby picks it up and reads it. It's his resignation. He immediately stands up and begins pacing. He knows Moran has him by the balls. He knows he has to do this for her.
He rereads it, then sits back down and pulls his chair close to the desk. "I need to know Eames is cleared of any wrong doing before I sign this."
With that, Moran pulls out another paper and hands it to Bobby. "I'll sign this when you sign that." Bobby reads it and sees that it is a document that clears Eames of any wrong doing in the incident.
Bobby's seething, but he tries to hide his hatred and disgust for his chief. He knows he has to appear calm, he doesn't want Moran to know he go to him. "Fine, but two things…I need copies of both letters, and I don't want you to tell her until tomorrow."
"Fine by me." Moran sneered.
Bobby signs his resignation then watches Moran sign the document that clears Eames. They both make their way to the copy machine. Once both copies are in Bobby's hand, he's out the door.
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Tbc…
