"Detective Beckett?" Alexis asked cautiously. Kate looked up at her, looking miserable. She was pale and her eyes had lost their usual spark.
"Alexis. Hi. What's up?"
"Can we talk? Somewhere private?"
Kate frowned. "Sure. The break room. Why?" Alexis dragged her into the room and shut the door.
"Alexis. What's this about?"
Alexis paused, not meeting Beckett's eyes. Finally, she took a deep breath and looked Beckett straight in the eye. "You lied. And he knows. He's broken, Detective, and you're the only one who can fix him. He's sitting in his study trying to drink himself into oblivion. Last night he cried himself to sleep. Look. I don't blame you. But he does and…" she trailed off and shook her head sadly, tears in her eyes. Beckett put her hand on the young girl's arm to comfort her. Alexis pulled away slightly and Beckett pulled her into a hug.
"How much did Lanie tell you?" she asked the girl quietly.
"I told her everything. It was an accident but she deserves to know. He deserves to know." Lanie stood with her hands on her hips. Beckett bit her lip and looked at the floor, feeling very insecure.
"What if it's too late?" Alexis shook her head and turned her so she was looking the detective in the eye again.
"It's not. I promise. He's just so…I don't even know. Look. You love him and he loves you. How complicated is that?"
"That's what I've been asking her for years."
"Hush." The detective snapped. She focused on Alexis. "Where is he again?"
"His study." Kate ran and grabbed her coat.
"Lanie? Don't wait up." She winked. Lanie shook her head and looked at Alexis. This better turn out good or I am having your head.
"Get in line." Alexis muttered.