You guys have absolutely no idea how happy I get when I see that I have another review. I wish I could show you guys my happy dance lol. Anyways, before this gets too awkward let's just get on to the review responses.

Sparkles04: I know it was short I'm sooooorry lol. Glad you're liking it though. And yes very good thing cause I'm still waiting on the next chapter of revenge please and thank you. ;)

Vivicarious: Court is coming up real soon. No worries. :)

Tam24: Yeah, I wanted Jackson to be the sort of humor person in the story because it gets so serious later on.

CR00: LMAO. I literally burst into laughter when I read that. Classic. Good one. But unfortunately, no he's not a werewolf lol.

ashleyss27: Nah, probably not lol. But good try though.

Amy: Ah! I never thought of that. Could Kyla be covering up for someone by lying about what she heard? Wait and see.

GreenPen85: So you caught that vibe huh?

Cornish: Hmmmm... does the mistress have something to do with the murder? Idk. And yes, we're right back where we started with you. It's okay. Usually our first instincts are almost always right anyways...right?

Judelltar: More details coming right up. I like the daily updates too. More so, I like being done with this story already before I even posted the first chapter. It let me work on other things while I still have a story for you guys to read. :)

pati1996: Uh-oh...I can't tell you if she did or not. You'll have to stick around to find out. :)

msblaze: I LOVE YOU!

sarahlynn00: I am absolutely thrilled that you're enjoying it.

Ohsoclever1: That was over too soon. I totally agree with that. Maybe I'll post two chapters today to make up for it.

southtrash: Well thank you very much lol. And yes... things are getting VERY juicy. tehe.


"Ash, I got that interview with that cop for you, but she can't do it til Friday afternoon." Jackson tells me coming into my office.

"Why the hell so long?" I ask and he shrugs.

"She said it was the only day she had available." He tells me and I stand up from my desk.

"What about the ballistics on that bullet, that come back yet?" I ask and he shakes his head.

"Billings is working hard on it though, lab is backed up twenty something odd cases." He tells me and I sigh.

"We have less than a week before the trial starts and I'm all over the place right now, Jack." I tell him gathering up my files and stuffing them in my briefcase. I have to be to court in less than thirty and I pray L.A traffic allows it.

"You'll get it together." He smiles reassuringly. "You always do." He adds. I can't help but smile.

"Thanks, Jack." I say and kiss him on the cheek. I'm seriously gonna be late.

"Being late isn't your thing, Ashley. You finally giving up?" Scott asks as I hurriedly make my way towards the courtroom where we're interviewing the final fifteen jurors. I push the wrinkles out of my suit with my left hand and grip my briefcase tighter with my right.

"Let's just do this." I tell him, once I reach the door he's standing in front of.

"By all means." He smiles and steps aside, holding his arm out, gesturing for me to go in.
I can already tell this is gonna be a long day.

"We finally have all the jurors selected." I tell Spencer and she nods.

"So what now?"

"Jackson and I are gathering evidence still to strengthen our case, but that's pretty much it until the trial." I tell her and she gives me somber yet relieved look.

"How you holding up in here?" I ask and she smiles a bit.

"As good as I can be." She says with a shrug.

"Good." I return the smile. We both grow quiet.

"Did you find out anymore information on that number you asked me about last week?" She asks and I shake my head.

"No. But um..." I trail off trying to figure out the right way to tell her this. I don't want to give it away that Kyla is the one that told me because that's not on me to do. That's between them. "It turns out that uh..." I pause and look at her.

"Just tell me, Ashley." She says. I sigh and just decide to spit it out.

"We believe that your husband was in fact cheating." I tell her and nod. She shakes her head and smiles knowingly.

"I guess I knew all along." She shrugs and lifts her head to find my eyes. "Do you know with who?"

"We haven't..." I shake my head. "Not yet." I settle on. "Spencer I need to discuss the trial with you." I tell her and she nods. "It starts next week and the media is all over this. You can't speak to anyone apart from me. Not your family, not your friends, no one." I stress to her.

"Why?" She says with confusion laced in her voice.

"The more times you tell your story the more construed it'll become. I don't want the media to know anything about what we're discussing here." I tell her and she nods in understanding. I know that she's been talking to Kyla about the case because how else would Kyla know we were investigating Aiden having a mistress? "Promise me?" I say raising a brow.

She knits her eyes brows together for a moment before her face contorts into a smile. " I promise Ms. Davies." She says and I audibly gulp. I'm totally not having a fantasy right now. Nope, surely am not. "Anything else?" She asks with a smile, breaking me from my thoughts.

"Uh no." I shake my head, mouth still slightly open.

"Then I should go, it's chow time. Don't wanna miss that." She says in a sarcastically playful tone.

"Right." I match her tone and stand.

"Will you-"

"Yes." I answer loudly before she can get the entire question out.

Way to go Ashley.

"I didn't even ask you anything yet." She says raising a brow.

Fuck me! Please stop doing that Spencer.

"I'll be by here tomorrow." I say clearing my throat.

"You a physic and a lawyer?" She asks me smirking.

"Bye Spencer." I say instead of answering her question. I walk over and knock on the door and wait for the guard to answer.

"See you later, Ms. Davies." She says in a low throaty tone as the guard opens the door. I have to steady myself on the wall as my legs almost give out underneath me.

Oh she knows what she's doing. I think to myself as I get enough strength to leave the room.

"This doesn't make sense." I say again, shaking my head as the CSI handling the case explains to me what exactly happened. After leaving Spencer I made a phone call to a connect who just so happens to be the wife of said crime scene investigator, so here we are now. At the Dennison residence going over murder.

"Should I go over it again?" He says in a bored tone but then smiles.

"Please." I throw out some of my Davies charm.

"Okay, you be the killer this time." He tells me. I stand at the front door and walk towards him as he holds his hand up in defense. We use a toy gun that he brought along for our scenario. "So the killer fires one shot into the hand of the victim, it goes through his hand and grazes his neck, he falls down backwards onto his stomach like this." He says and falls away from me onto his stomach.

"Witnesses say that the second shot came at least two minutes after the first one." I tell him and he nods. " The killer may have panicked trying to figure out what to do. I'm pretty sure that the first shot rendered the victim unconscious for a moment. He was probably in shock. When he began to stir the killer shots him in the back once, and according to the blood splatter report he crawls about a half a foot before turning over to his back." He says, continuing to demonstrate. "That's when the killer fires off a third round." I play along.

"It still doesn't make sense." I scratch my head with the toy gun as I shake it.

"And what's that?" He says getting up off the floor.

"Two whole minutes before the second shot was fired. Two minutes and no one called the police?" How could Spencer not have heard the gunshots? I question myself, realizing that was a question I needed to ask Spencer.

"Maybe people mind their own business around here." He says and shrugs, pushing his thick glasses back onto the bridge of his nose.

"Yeah..." I mumble out distractedly. "Thanks again for coming on such short notice." I tell him after a moment.

He smiles and nods enthusiastically, "It's really no problem, I love talking about this kind of stuff." He continues to nod and stare at me.

"Okay." I nod and smile uncomfortably. "I'll um... tell your wife I said thanks as well." I say and back my way out of the house.

"Yeah, okay. Will do." He waves and continues to nod as I turn and practically sprint back to my car. Who likes talking about dead bodies?

"You wanna tell me what the hell is going on?" Keller bursts into my office and says. I jump up from my desk.

"Excuse me, sir?" I beg his pardon as I look around him and see Madison giving me an apologetic look. I shake head to let her know it's fine.

"You took the Spencer Dennison case without consulting me first?" He says walking further into my office.

"I wasn't privy to the memo that stated I had to consult you before taking cases sir." I say in a less than pleased tone... well on the inside. On the outside my tone is nice a cheery.

"You know, Davies..." He pauses and looks out the window I have in my office. Spectacular view of downtown Los Angeles. "Back when this firm was just starting out and your father was on team that practically jump started Dean & Keller Law Firm, I had a lot of respect for him." He nods and turns to look at me. "He was an incredible attorney." He says and pauses again. "Before he died I promised him that I would take care of you in this law firm that I'd make sure you were treated fair. We all know how cut throat this business can be. Especially in this city." He takes a seat in a chair and grabs the picture of my and my dad off my desk. He stares at it intently for a moment before standing up again. "You lose this case and you're out." He says simply, placing the picture back on my desk.

"Out of what sir?" I ask, needing him to tell it to me straight.

"Out of a job." He says not even bothering to turn around. He exits my office and I flop down in my chair.

Great... that's just what I needed... more pressure.