This story was inspired by a post I saw on tumblr of Will and Addison, just like my other story, the MacKenzie case. This story is my second in a group of stories I'm writing about Will/Addison and it's probably more centered around Will then the last. I seem to be writing much longer chapters in this story than the other, but who cares about chapter size. I really do hope my writing is slowly improving and I really do hope you like it. For all the Willicia fans, it's coming, but like the writers of Good Wife I shall make you weight, MWAHAHAHA! No, it just that I have a great story line coming up for them and I can't have them together for that to work. Tell me what you think cause I love to get feedback! :D

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Oh, and the disclaimer: I own nothing, absolutely nothing. The characters etc are not mine.

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"Got me something?"

Dana hadn't even looked around, Kalinda was impressed. Little did she know she'd seen her reflection in her glass. Kalinda took the stool next to her, slid her jacket off, placing it on the bar then signaled the bartender for her usual.

"I may."

"What are you waiting for?"

When Kalinda stayed silent, Dana finally gave in and turned to her. "Well?"

Kalinda sipped her dry whiskey and smiled seductively. Her eyes studied Dana, making her feel like an animal in the zoo, but she was hopeless to stop it. Kalinda just had a way of doing that to her.

"You first."

Dana sighed. "That isn't going to happen. You give me what you have and I'll tell you if it's worth it."

"You could just trust me," Kalinda said with puppy dog eyes, the picture of innocence.

Dana just laughed, finishing her drink off with a gulp.

"Do you really have something for me Kalinda."

She sighed, pretending to give in, an act neither of them believed, then unzipped the pocket of her jacket. Pulling out a picture she'd printed out of Addison, Kalinda placed it on the bar and slid it to Dana.

Dana picked up the picture and studied it. She recognized the woman, but only as someone she'd seen once or twice. Where did she know her from?

"Who is she?"

"Addison Forbes Montgomery. She a good friend of Will's."

Dana's eyebrows raised as if to question 'and?'

"They talk."

Rubbing her maroon lips together, Dana thought over what she'd been given. It could be one of the best breaks they'd get in the case, or it could be absolutely nothing. Kalinda's face gave nothing away.

"I'll think about it."

When Dana stood, Kalinda softly grabbed a hold of her arm. Her eyes were alluring and wide with desire. "Where are you going?"

. . . . . . . . . .

"So this woman has something to do with Will bribing judges?" Cary asked Dana, who was spread over his chest, fiddling with a strand of his blonde hair.

"That's what Kalinda thinks."

"And since when," Cary said with that amused grin of his, "do we trust what Kalinda says."

Dana pushed herself up to look in his baby blues. She bit down on her lower lip as she studied him, holding back laughter. "We don't."

"No we don't," he grinned, rolling so that she was underneath him. He studied the photo. "Do I know her?"

"Probably not. She's a doctor from LA."

"Know anything else about her?"

"Nope," Dana stated plainly, slowly trying to wrestle her arms out from under his weight.

"Then I'll run her in the morning," Cary smiled. "As for know…"

He pulled her up against him and pressed his lips hard into hers, rolling so that she was on top of him. Dana let out an excited laugh.

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"So you think she's in it with him?" Wendy Scott Carr asked as she walked down the sidewalk, coffee in hand, flanked by Cary and Dana.

"She very well could be," Dana stated.

"For the financial gain," Cary added.

"She's a doctor?" Wendy asked, smiling to passing pedestrians that recognized her as the woman who had failed in her attempt to become State's Attorney.

"A very good one."

"Then she has no reason to do it. Has she been in any financial crisis?"

"No," Dana answered. "She's got family money behind her."

"Then why would she get herself involved in judge bribery?"

"For the thrill?" Cary suggested.

"Or for Will," Dana said with a sly grin. "It's my understanding that they have a rather strong friendship."

Wendy considered it. Her investigation wasn't going very far and the new lawyer Will had hired was likely to make it very hard to do anything. She hated to admit she was good. This Addison Montgomery could be a break. Even if she wasn't in on it, she may have seen something important that she didn't even realize.

"She could be useful."

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Will was just about to head into court when Kalinda ran up to him. The look in his dark eyes told him she had something.

"They have his prints," she huffed.

"They would've had to tell us in discovery," Alicia pointed out.

Kalinda opened her mouth to respond but Will bet her to it. "Not if the evidence has only just came to light."

"But they've obviously had it sense jury picking," Alicia commented. She always sounded so shocked that lawyers could play so dirty.

"But there's no way to prove that," Kalinda stated.

"No wonder he's been so smug," Will sighed, rubbing his face with his palm.

"What are we going to do?" Alicia asked, always speaking allowed the questions Will asked himself. And it was a good question. With fingerprints, no matter how innocent their client was, he was going to jail.

"We try to make a deal."