The Eames' Fallout begins ...

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CHAPTER TWO: THE TIRADE KNOWN AS EAMES

Es ist vorbei

He leaves the conferences room and looks around, no Eames in sight. He does what he has to do … for him … he resigns … it's over … es ist vorbei. He is going to Germany!

"You're not even giving me a week?"

"No Sir, I spoke with my Union Rep. I'm entitled to the time I never took when my Mother and Brother died. My last day will be Friday, Sir."

"Detective, I can't believe this. All you went through to get your shield back and now this? Did you tell your Partner?"

"Yes Sir. She really liked Daniels, Sir … I mean until you find I permanent replacement."

Ross sits back behind his desk and sinks into his chair. He realizes that he's the main cause of Goren's departure from the force but he doesn't know how to stop it. Goren turns to leave.

"Sir, if there's nothing else."

"There is. Please sit."

Eames has since come back from wherever she had gone and she sees the two men speaking. She knows this is it. He's given Ross his resignation … it's over.

"Detective, I want you to know that I value you as an a member of my team. I think that you 're one of the most brilliant men I have ever known and I think your profiling skills are second to none."

Bobby stands up. He doesn't get it … a little too little … a lot too late. Not that he needs praise of any kind, he knows who he is and what he can accomplish but after the past few years of butting heads with Ross, he didn't need to hear this now … he needed to hear it when he was going through the mass insanity … called his life. It would have been nice to have a bit of support from Ross, the Tate thing would have been the top thing on his list. No he didn't have to re-write the whole penal code but he could have done more than sit on his hands. The Testarossa thing, he could have included Eames, instead he caused a rift between Partners and he wasn't totally sure if that was planned or not. The profiler in him said that it was. He knew that he had made the right decision, he had no respect for this man … obviously the feeling was mutual because this little speech of Ross's should of come after each and every time he solved a Major Case … which was often.

"Thanks for that Sir but I need to start cleaning out my desk." With an obvious look of disgust on his face he left the Captain's office and went right to his desk not even looking at Eames and started rummaging through his drawers.

"So, you did it." It wasn't a question.

"Yup." Not looking up but obviously pissed.

"Why are you doing this to us Bobby?"

Now he looks up and has venom in his eyes. Through grit teeth …

"Us? Not us, me … I'm leaving. You're not the one, he waves his hand around the bullpen, that your fellow officers call, 'whack job,' 'head case' and my personal favorite, Bobby Brady. I may just go postal someday Eames and prove them all right … is that what you want?"

Eames stands up and sends her chair flying backwards. She slams her fist on her desk and Bobby flinches … he pushes back in his chair and looks up at her. She starts to yell …

"Listen up, my fellow officers, Ross comes out of his office and Bobby tries to stop her … she bats his hand away. I want you all to know that Detective First Grade Robert Goren, is leaving us. Ross had called Moran with the news and he was coming to see Goren … he was getting off of the elevator. That's right folks, you finally did it, "The Whack Job" is leaving."

"Eames, please."

"Eames in my office."

"I'm not done yet! Let's take a look at the whack job's stats … shall we. She lifts the lid to her laptop. Lets see … Detective Robert Goren's solve rate? Hmm? Okay, here it is … Statistically speaking, out of all detectives … not just Major Case. Detective Robert O. Goren has the highest solve rate. Hmm, not bad for a whack job, Bobby."

"Detective, that's enough!"

"I'm not quite done. In the Five Burroughs of New York and wow, Bobby, the State of New York and that doesn't necessarily include me as your Partner. It takes in consideration your time in Narcotics as well. So you see Major Case … The Whack Job has a higher solve rate than everyone in this room. Is that why you all call my Partner names behind his back … like you're a bunch of FUCKING jealous teenagers? IS THAT WHY? I hope you're all happy that he's leaving … I know the bad guys of New York are having a fucking party because you incompetent assholes couldn't solve your way out of a paper bag! You'll have my resignation on your desk in the morning Captain, I'm taking the day!" Eames walked out of the bullpen leaving a multitude of unhinged jaws behind.

Goren didn't know what to do with himself. He had his head down through most of her tirade, only glancing up to try to plead with his eyes to get her to stop … obviously … no luck. He felt like crawling under his desk. Instead he stood up and excused himself … he went to find his Partner.

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I haven't decided what will happen when he finds her, so that's why I ended it there. Thanks for reading! Judeey