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Three nights later Joe looked at the clock for what seemed like the hundredth time that night. 4:34. He groaned and looked back at the ceiling. He had been battling with his conscience all night. He hadn't talk to Frank since the disagreement they had three nights ago. The only time the family saw Frank was when he came into the kitchen for supper, but even then, he took his plate up to his room.

"Frank did wrong." He said to himself.

But what about innocent until proven guilty

"But he is guilty. The blood work proved it."

What if the blood work was rigged?

"Why would someone do that?"

Someone wanting to get bac at him for something.

"But we're not even working on a case. Well, weren't."

What would you have done if you were in Frank's place? You would plead your innocence as well. You know Frank would have been angry at first, but you know he would defend you to the end and help you figure it out.

"I…I…" Joe groaned again. He crawled out of bed and noiselessly went to Frank's room. He quietly opened the door. He saw Frank sitting at his desk with his head leaning on his hands. "Frank?" Frank jerked around and looked at Joe. He had large rings under his eyes as proof that he hadn't been able to sleep.

"What do you need?" Frank asked coldly. Joe walked over to Frank.

"You promise that baby isn't yours?" Joe asked.

"I promise." Frank watched as Joe shook his head.

"I'll help you. Because I know you would do the same for me." Joe looked at Frank. "But if it comes out that you really did… well… that, I am going to pound you to a pulp. Understood?"

"Perfectly." Frank said with a small smile. "Thanks." Joe pulled another chair over to the desk.

"What are you doing right now?"

"I'm going over cases that Gwinn could possibly be connected to." Frank scrolled through the page. "But there's nothing here."

"What was her last name?" Joe asked.

"No idea." Frank shot Joe a grin. "Want to go with me to the hospital?"

"Absolutely." Joe said. He looked at his watch then covered a yawn. "How about we try to get some rest. And then we can hit this investigation hard in a couple hours."

"You go ahead." Frank shooed Joe away. "I'm too wound up to try to sleep right now."

"Ok." Joe got up to leave. "What are you going to do about Nancy?" Joe saw Frank tense up.

"I'll deal with her when we figure out what's going on."

"Ok. Good night." Joe left the room and crawled into him bed.

Bahahaha

Ten o'clock found the Hardy boys at the hospital. Joe wooed the receptionist while Frank quietly looked through the computer system. He groaned as he read the hospital report. This was not looking good. He glanced up to see Joe winking at him. He quickly copied Gwinn's file onto his flash drive and closed the file. He nodded at Joe as he slipped away from the computer.

"Well, have a beautiful day, Darlene." Joe said.

"You too, Joe." The receptionist giggled. Joe joined Frank by Gwinn's door.

"Did you get what you needed?" Joe asked.

"I think so." Frank looked at the hospital door. "Now. Let's talk to the girl." He then knocked on the door.

"Come in." Gwinn called. Frank and Joe entered the room and saw Gwinn reclined in the bed. "Ah. My boyfriend has finally arrived."

"Look. I don't know who you are, who set you up for his, or who's behind this scheme." Frank said bluntly. "But I plan on figuring out and getting my real girlfriend back." Gwinn stared at Frank in shock.

"You think someone set this up?" She asked. She then broke into laughter. "Oh, you are a tease. Detective" Joe looked at Gwinn with confusion.

"I don't tease." Frank said tensely. Gwinn's face instantly changed to anger.

"You always choose someone or something else over me." She shot from he bed and punched Frank in the gut. Frank doubled over in shock and pain. Joe rushed to his brother and helped him to his feet and out the door. "Think about that for a while." Gwinn shouted after them. Joe got Frank to the waiting room and sat in a chair.

"Are you alright?" Joe asked. Frank nodded his head. "Do you want a doctor to look you over?"

"No. home." Frank whispered. Joe help Frank out to the car and drove home. Joe helped Frank to the couch. Frank was panting heavily.

"Are you going to be ok?" Joe asked. Frank nodded his head and closed his eyes.

"Can you bring me my laptop?" Frank asked. Joe hurried up the stairs to retrieve the laptop. When he go back down he saw Frank had repositioned himself to an upright position. Joe handed the computer to Frank. Frank logged onto the laptop and plugged in his flash drive. After three hours Joe grunted.

"So…" He started. "Any ideas about Gwinn?"

"None." Frank rubbed his neck. "She isn't related to any of the past cases. I even ran a scan on Nancy's cases. Nothing."

"What if Gwinn isn't her real name?" Joe asked. Frank studied the screen for a moment.

"Why would she lie about her name?" He began.

"And how is she able to be in the hospital with the wrong name?" Joe added. "I'm going to go talk to he doctor and ask him some basic questions." He headed for the door.

"Be careful." Frank called.

"Aren't I always?" Joe shot back.

"No."

"I deserve that." Joe closed the door.