Authors Notes: Hey!, I'm Out of Ideas, anyway, sorry if the people seem a bit out of character, but hey, I think that was the point.

Disclaimer: Isn't one enough already(actually 2) no, they don't belong to me!

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Watching the guy's face, Alex tried to make eye contact. Finally succeeding, the blond man met her eyes and gave her a small smile, before making his way over to her.

"Hey there, haven't seen you here before, you from out of town?"

"Sort of."

"My name is Glenn Purdy, As you have probably already figured out, I'm a regular."

"Alexandra Thorman, you can call me a Alex."

Extending her hand, Eames answered with a different name to her own, so if he wanted to check up on her, nothing would turn out.

Shaking it, he asked "Haven't heard of you. Hope to get to know you a bit better." He winked at Alex, "So .where are you from?

Eames hesitated slightly before answering. Deliberately avoiding his question

"Oh! Who me? I spent last night at a friends."

Alex wasn't lying, just avoiding the truth.

"Oh, OK."

Glenn's gaze followed Alex's as she glanced down at her empty glass. Offering to buy her a drink, Purdy sat beside her and both drank their beers silently.

" You want to dance?"

"Sure"

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Oh great, another guy just HAS to walk into the picture. As far as Deakins's was concerned, things had been going just perfect before that Glenn guy entered the picture.

After watching Eames and Glenn them walk towards the dance floor for a fast number, he tries to get Goren's attention, but Goren is just sitting there, eyes unfocused. Not very happy, obviously, summarizes Deakin's to himself.

Walking over to join his detective, he thinks of some other way to bring Goren and his partner together.

"You reckon that's the guy?" Deakins asks Goren

"Looks like it." Was the reply. "Check out that scar on his neck, will you Deakins, did any of the victims mention scratching or have blood under their fingernails?

"Nope, nothings comes to mind, we'll check the interrogation tapes tomorrow. Something might turn out, this guy has lots of victims, chances are, something will turn up."

Both watching the dance floor, they sat in silence.

Finally Deakins excused himself saying he needed to go to the bathroom.

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Damn it! Forgot to ask about the rose! Goren grumbled, he was eager to know why a rose had been involved.

How Goren got Eames for a partner was a mystery, he didn't regret about not even saying anything in the process of choosing he'd wondered about it a lot lately, but hadn't come up with an answer.

It wasn't that he didn't like Alex. Bobby was crazy about his best friend. But in the interrogation room, where they usually dealt with suspects less than social, they tended to flirt with her, and pay more attention to her than necessary. Goren hated when that happened, but Eames never did anything or said anything to stop it, she just entertained the suspects, making questioning from Alex answered more freely.

Then again, she was attractive enough to turn some heads, suspect usually answered her questions more freely than his. She was also a great listener, she didn't observe or ask weird questions, she just listened and somehow was always able to catch up with Goren weird ideas and make a picture just from listening. Goren's observation skills and Eames' ability to listen made a great combination.

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"Hey, you're a great dancer!" Glenn shouted over the din of the bar.

"Thanks." They'd been dancing to a fast number, and the one playing now was a fast one. Curious and wanting to learn more Eames persuaded Glenn to dance the next song.

While they were dancing, Alex pursued a routine conversation.

"So where are you from, Glenn?"

"Brooklyn"

"What do you do, for a living?"

"I'm an executive secretary at a bank."

"Cool."

She slipped her slim arms around his neck, and coyly asked about what he liked to do in free time.

"I don't know. I know it seems weird that an executive sec like me would be in a place like this, but it's lets me wind down, and they play heaps good music, despite their shabby reputation."

"Mmmmmmmmmmmm."

"Where have you been lately, say last week on Tuesday."

Tuesday was when Genevieve Riverstar had been abducted.

"You are so full of questions." Purdy laughed "I was up in L.A on business and visiting my uncle."

"Ok."

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thanks riverstar !Sorry I cut it off, I just ran out of ideas ,hopefully I'll get some more, although I have a few bizarre ones, ill try get the next chapter up soon! ~*~Black Storm~*~