***(Location: Martin Riggs's Airstream) (2 weeks before Chapter 1 began)

It's morning. The sun is violently breaking through the blinds in the windows. Martin sleeps, shirtless with his jeans and boots on. He hears a hissing, liquid-streaming sound and there's a smell. Trish helped him freshen the place up a day or two ago, so he knew the smell didn't belong. He finally convinced himself to cut off the dream and open his eyes. Right as he did, he caught the sight of Wolf lowering his leg to stand in a puddle of his dog urine.

"Come on, man!" Riggs complained to the mutt. Before he got up, he heard his phone ring. Sitting up, he reached out and grabbed the cell. The caller ID read "Palmer".

"Riggs! I found it! I know what happened to…" She's cut off.

She lost the signal. She lost the signal, that's it. He thought. He was trying to stay cautiously optimistic. He calls her back and she answers.

"Riggs! Ah!" She was screaming. A large chill went down his spine. He shot up, grabbed his gun and shoved it into the back of his pants. He snatched his badge off of the coffee table and clipped it to the hip of his pant. He shoved his phone into his back pocket and burst out of the door after grabbing his keys. He sped through every red light and disregarded every stop sign. When he got five minutes from the station, he saw heavy traffic. When he got up to it, he swerved onto the wide sidewalk. He rolled down his window.

"Move!" He's yelling. He's repeatedly honking his horn. Bystanders nearly jumped into oncoming traffic to avoid his stampeding pickup.

When he finally reached the station, he jumped out of his truck and ran towards the elevator.

***(Location: The Bullpen)

"Roger!" Martin's yelling. "Roger Mayfield Murtaugh!" He's running between the cubicles, looking at Roger in the captain's office.

"Riggs? Where's your shirt?" Roger asked, stepping out of the office. Captain Avery passes Murtaugh.

"See?" Bailey asked, walking by. "I told you it'd happen some day."

"Agent Palmer's in trouble!" He's screaming at the top of his lungs. The officer's are all staring. The captain tells them all to give them the room and within seconds, it's empty except for Martin, Roger and Avery.

"What happened, Riggs?" The captain asked.

"She called me, and she told me that she found something and then she screamed and she got cut off!" He's getting more and more worked up.

"What did she find?" Roger asked….

***(Location: Riggs's Airstream) (Present day: Right after Chapter 1 ended)

"I'm sorry." Martin says, crying. He's rapidly shaking. "I'm so sorry." He mumbles on and grabs his revolver. He slides down the front of the cabinet to sit on the floor. He lifts the gun to his right temple. "I'm so sorry." He's shaking and sobbing.

"Knock knock!" Roger says, sickeningly cheerfully. It takes a minute for Martin to decide it's worth answering.

"Go away! I'm sick!" He says, voice shaking. Roger heard the faulty tone and swings the door open to see his broken partner. He was in a torn shirt, ripped jeans and shoeless. Oh, Riggs. Roger thought. Martin hadn't lowered the gun. "Get out, Rog!" Murtaugh put his hands out towards Riggs.

"Hey. Hey, put the gun down." He begged.

"You should go, Rog." Martin insisted. "Just go." He adjusted the position of the firearm. Roger took the opportunity and leaped forward to grab the gun out of his hand. He was successful. Martin reached out to grab the gun but Roger threw it onto the futon.

"Uh uh. No. Riggs, what the Hell were you thinking?!"

"Just go, Rog. I gotta..."

"No, don't…" Roger made it a point to interrupt him.

"Just..."

"Shut up, Martin." Riggs's eyes widened. Roger helped his partner up and led him to the futon. He grabbed the gun and set it onto the counter as far away from his partner as he could. "Do you know what would happen to Trish if you did that?! Not to mention the kids! It would destroy them!" Riggs gives Roger the biggest puppy eyes conceivable.

"I kill everything I touch, Rog."

"Right." Roger nodded. Martin's eyes widened. "That woman you saved a little while after we first started working together is dead, right? That kid is dead, isn't he? The women and children overseas that you saved in those villages from the terrorists in your deployments are dead, too? My old mentor?" Riggs "fixed" his hair.

"Rog…"

"Unless the next thing you're gonna tell me is that you want to get up and change so we can go work on that case, don't say anything." Roger crossed his arms.

"Yeah." That's all that Martin said. He stood up. Roger flinched, putting his hand on the gun. "I'm not gonna." He reached into his clothes drawers and grabbed a new shirt and pants. "You mind? We're not that close."

"I'll turn around but I'm not leaving you alone in here. God only knows where you're hiding weapons around here." Roger stands in front of the door, facing it. Riggs decides it's not worth arguing and he puts the clothes on. "I came here to tell you we found out what Karen found before…"

"You did? It had to be important or she wouldn't have called me, first!" Martin said. "What'd she find that got her and her partner killed?"