She was back on the job and it felt great. Her arm remained in a sling but least she was here. They had just received the call of a homicide with some irregularity. Eames was cool and collected about most cases but something about this one had her stomach tumbling. She quickly wrote it off as back to work jitters.
"Alex, can we talk?" Bobby asked. The question caught her slightly off guard. For one thing, he had used her first name, something he rarely did. "What about?" she asked nervously. She noticed he looked like he hadn't slept. "The shooting." he said, face hardening fast. She didn't know what to say. "Bobby, it's over. Let's put it in our past." she said after a long silence, trying to display closure. He saw right through the charade like he always did. "Alex, I'm so sorry, I put you in pain. I almost lost you..." he said, his voice trailing off. What was going on? Bobby Goren looked liked like he was about to cry! They pulled over at a stoplight and he began to rub his neck. She took his other hand in hers. That drew his attention abruptly and their eyes locked. "I will never blame you, don't forget that. I did, and always will, trust you with my life. You didn't kill me." she said. He leaned in and hugged her. His large arms wrapped around her small frame. She had finally, really, forgiven him.
That case was mostly a blur to her. Her mind kept racing to other things. After a calming lunch with Bobby she was ready to go. She always felt better with him near her, yet she couldn't admit it. Before she knew it they where interviewing a suspect. Roger Kurtis was being charged with one count murder in the first degree. She knew just by looking at him that he was a complete jerk. "Alex, I don't want you going in there. This guy hates women and you aren't at your best, thanks to me. Please." Bobby said. "Oh no you don't! You are not going to treat me like a cripple. I'm fine and you know what? I'm going in alone, so you use that fat head of yours to think up a strategy." she replied in a furious hiss. Bobby looked like he had been smacked. That was not the response he had been expecting. "Uh, well you could act weak. If I'm right he'll pick you as a target and talk you down. If you do a little subtle leading he might incriminate himself." he said meekly. She turned and left the room.
Alex walked into interrogation room quietly. "Your the best they got? A woman?" scoffed Kurtis. It would be harder to keep her cool then she had expected. "You committed a crime. That's why I'm here." Alex said, pretending to look through the case file. "What are you," he said eying her, "There bait?" She looked up with practiced calm. "What do you do to, as you put it, 'bait'?" she asked, meeting his eyes for the first time. Alex saw something break inside of the man. He sprung across the table. She had no time to react and before she knew it she was pinned to the wall. She felt punches hit her head and stomach. Why had she gone in alone? She couldn't fight back. The world went black.