Bobby turns up sick ... for real.

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CHAPTER FOUR: Bobby teaches Alex a lessen.

The Goren Who Cried Wolf

Who knew that spending a few hours with Mike would prove both successful and disastrously. The Easter eggs came out beautifully, but Alex ended up "flirting" with Detective Peters. Bobby thought his gaydar was right on the money there … he wouldn't make that mistake again. Problem was, Mike had a bit of a sore throat and Bobby woke up the next day slightly under the weather. He dragged himself out of bed and into the shower. He was pale and clammy. His cough was deep and chesty.

"Wow, I'm impressed … you're getting better at this fake sick thing. Is somebody picking on my Bobby at work? Is that why you don't want to go in? Is it that big bad Ross? I'll beat him up for you if you want."

"Funny Als … I'm fine, I'm going to work today if it kills me."

Alex's playful banter turns serious.

"Bobby, that's not funny. A police office should never say that!"

She starts to walk away from him but he grabs her arm. He feels awful … he was insensitive. He wasn't feeling well, but all he was thinking about was his wife in a car with the young stud … Detective Pete.

When he grabbed her, he pulled her in close, she could feel the heat coming off his body …not that kind of heat.

"Bobby, you do feel hot. I think you have a fever. You better stay home … I'll call you in sick again."

"NO … I mean … no, I'm fine. Nothing an aspirin can't handle. Mrs. Dawicki will be here to watch the kids, lets just get ready for work."

"Bobby … you really are sick. You should stay home, I'm making the call."

Over my dead body … shit, I'm glad I didn't say that out loud!

"No, I told you, I'm fine. Let's get moving, Eames!"

"Eames! EAMES! Oh … I get it … Okay, let's get to work, Detective Goren."

"What's that suppose to mean?"

Alex shrugs and walks into the bathroom for her shower mumbling something …

… and I thought I would get to work with Petey today … darn.

"Petey!?"

As soon as they got into work, Goren approached Jeffries.

"Hey Tom, how's it goin man?"

"Bobby? Hey, I heard you were sick, you're never sick. You look awful man."

"Yeah, I have a bug or something. You have a second?"

"Sure, what's up?"

"What's the story with Detective Peters from the 2-4?"

"I don't know. You're the only one that's ridden with him. I haven't seen him since Eames' day off."

"You mean, Eames didn't ride with him yesterday?"

"Eames, your wife, Eames?"

"Yeah, one in the same."

"No, she was up to her eyeballs in paperwork all day. I thought she was going to end up on worker's comp from Carpel Tunnel Syndrome."

"Really."

They both look over at Alex, who is sitting at her desk. They smile at her and she waves and returns their smiles. They wave back and through his teeth, Bobby says to Jeffries … "watch me wipe that smile off her face."

He approaches her desk and leans in close to her ear … all the while, Jeffries is watching with interest.

He whispers … "So … Did Peter cotton tail offer to help you with the mounds of paperwork that kept you chained to your desk all day … yesterday … my dear?"

He sat at his desk directly across from her looking very smug … and sick. She got up, stormed off and yelled …

"At least I know how to color Easter eggs, genius!"

Jeffries wasn't sure what he just witness, but he was amused.

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All this trouble over eggs! Thanks for reading ... Judy ( I'm the one that will probably have egg on my face by the time Easter rolls around! ) As always ... not beta~ed ... HA ha!