A/N: Thanks for all the great reviews! They keep me writing! I wanted to take a second and address some of the things people have asked. 1. Sam and Holly are not going to be getting together. I have other plans for her and I am 100% Sandy. 2. Cops do carry their guns when they are off duty. And 3. Holly has dark brown hair and brown eyes just like Andy. Now here is chapter 2! ~S~

Everyone's eyes were on Holly as soon as the words had left her lips.

"You know something about this?" Oliver was staring at her.

"Yeah,," Holly said with fear in her eyes. "I know who wrote the note."

"Who?" Andy put her hand on Holly's arm. "Holly, who wrote this note?"

Holly was looking down at the ground, the memories she had tried so hard to forget were coming to the surface…again. "His name is Nick. Nick Woods."

The EMTs had arrived on the scene and were taking the body away. The bullet had gone directly through her heart. She had died instantly. Sam and Oliver were letting crime scene analysts do their work and came walking back over to the group. Sam was wiping blood off of his hands on a napkin that an EMT had given him.

"Are you certain that this was written by this Nick guy," Andy asked.

"Absolutely." Anyone who looked into Holly's eyes, knew she was telling the truth.

"How can you be so sure," Sam asked.

"Because I have two more like this in my apartment." Holly's chocolate brown eyes began to glaze over and everyone just stared at her.

"We need to see them."

Holly just nodded her head.

After leaving the crime scene, everyone headed back to the station. Nobody was going to rest until this murderer was caught anyway, so why waste time?

Holly was still pretty shook up when they arrived, so Andy stuck close to her the whole time. She had ridden to the station with Luke and Andy since she was too messed up to drive.

Best had been filled in on the way over by Oliver and was waiting for them in the main lobby of the building when they walked in. His face was grim as usual. "Ok. McNally, McNally, Swarek, Shaw, and Callaghan in my office now."

They walked in and the two girls took a seat while the guys stood in various places behind them.

Best was quiet for a while. "McNally," he said sternly. He seemed to think better of it though because his voice softened and he used her first name. "Holly. We need to know everything you know about this Nick Woods."

Holly was quiet and refused to look up from the floor, while playing with her long dark brown hair that she had pulled up into a braid that morning. Andy put a hand on her shoulder again. "Holly, it's okay. We're all here for you. Just tell us what you know."

Holly's voice was shaky at first. "Nicholas Woods was my boyfriend. I…"

Best and most of the guys shared a look of, damn. Romantic relationships between cops and suspects never failed to complicate matters further. "How long," Best asked cutting her off.

"Two months. I…" Holly had looked up from the floor to look him in the eye.

"That's not very long. What happened?" He cut her off again.

"If you would stop interrupting sir, this would be a lot easier."

Best just nodded for her to go ahead.

"I met Nick, Nicholas, at the police academy. He was sweet and tough at the same time. He didn't let anything get him down and he performed perfectly on anything that they threw at us. He asked me to dinner when we had about four weeks left. I said yes and we went out. We had a good time and things seemed great. It wasn't until the second month that he started acting differently."

"Different how," Best asked and Holly gave him a pointed look. "Sorry, continue."

"So during the second month, he started acting strange. "He would call at weird hours of the night. He would call twenty minutes after dropping me off at home to make sure I locked the doors. Twice he knocked on my door at two in the morning and asked if I was okay. Once I caught him standing in the parking lot of my apartment building just staring at my door. Eventually he just got in his truck and drove away but it gave me the chills. Mostly it was just things like that until 'the night'." Holly used air quotes to accentuate her words. "Nick showed up at my door screaming and yelling at the top of his lungs. When I opened the door he stormed in and started tearing the place apart. He was going on about seeing me with some guy at my station. By this point I was working for the division where you found me. Nick had been turned out of the Academy but I could never get a strait reason out of him as to why he was let go. He kept saying it was a misunderstanding but that was it. So he was screaming about seeing me getting into a squad car with some guy. I told him I didn't know what he was talking about. That was when he grabbed a kitchen knife that I had been using to cut up some chicken for dinner and started waving it at me. He yelled some more but I kept denying getting into the car with a guy and he stabbed me. As soon as he did it, he turned at ran out the door. I heard his truck start and the tires squeal as he peeled out of the parking lot. My neighbor came running in. She said she heard the fight and my scream. She called 911 and I was taken to the hospital. My sergeant had the whole division working on finding Nick but they never did."

Everyone's eyes had softened at her story. "What about the letters," Best asked.

"About six months ago, on Valentine's Day, I came home to find a dozen red roses and a card sitting on my doorstep. I had left that apartment and moved into a townhouse across town. Since he hadn't been caught, I made sure my number wasn't listed and very few people knew where I was living. Thinking they were probably from my landlord who had had a little crush on me since I moved in, I took them inside and but them in some water. It wasn't until I opened the card that I realized what it was. The first note. I reported it to my supervisor but it was a generic card and the flowers were from a grocery store and paid for in cash so they weren't able to track him. The second came a few weeks before I left. It came with the same thing, red roses. My supervisor thought it would be best to get out of town altogether so I put in for a transfer and that's when you came and asked me to come here. I thought it had stopped but it looks as if its only about to get worse."

"When she had finished Best just nodded. "Alright. Swarek and Shaw, take Epstein with you and go to Holly's apartment. If this guy knows that she is here then he is watching her. She will need protection until we get him. Look at the letters and make sure that they are the same. Holly, pack a bag, you are going to be staying somewhere else until we figure this out."

Everyone left the office and rather than tell Epstein what was going on, Sam just grabbed his uniform and pulled him in the direction of the doors. He was totally confused. He started out the door while asking questions. "Are we going somewhere? Are we getting coffee? I want a latte. Guys, who's buying?"

When they had arrived at Holly's apartment she had opened the door and apologized about the mess. She still was living out of boxes since she hadn't had time to unpack. She led them to a box in her bedroom and pulled out the letters, handing them to Sam.

Holly packed her bag while Sam and Oliver looked over the letters in the kitchen. They had brought along the letter from the crime scene to compare and they were identical.

Sam called Best on his cell phone. When he picked up Sam uttered only four words.

"We've got a problem."

A/N: Hey guys! I hope you enjoyed Chapter two. I know it was kind of slow but I needed to set up the relationship between Holly and Nick. Please review! ~S~