Keleigh arrived at her apartment mid Monday morning. Snickers jumped off of the top of the couch and ran to her as soon as she stepped inside. She petted him and then took her bag into her room and unpacked. Just as she walked in the bedroom, her home phone started ringing.

"Hello?" Keleigh said answering.

"Ms. Hahn?" The man on the phone asked.

"Yes." She replied.

"I'm from Lincoln Heights Storage. We are in the process of selling our building and you have some items here. I am afraid that you will have to move them by the end of the month or the building will be auctioned off."

"Are you kidding me?" she said knowing that she has always paid the bill.

"I'm sorry maam' but the company has been bought out and they aren't allowing people to store here anymore. Do you want the things inside?"

"Yes, I want them. I will come today and pick them up."

"Okay Maam. I will leave the gate open for you and again I am sorry."

She had forgotten about her parents' stuff being stored there. Everything in their home had been stuck in storage after the accident until she was old enough to assume responsibility for them. After she turned eighteen she had just continued to pay the storage fee. She couldn't bring herself to look through the many boxes and crates. She was never ready to be reminded of memories that she would never have again with them.

She unpacked and soon headed toward the storage place. She knew it was going to be hard to go through but it was time. She arrived at the storage place and headed into the office.

The man in the office was looking over the files. He had just purchased the storage place. He hoped he could use it for his business and he needed all the buildings empty. He had just started reading the names of the tenants when he saw her name. He couldn't believe she rented a storage space. He heard someone at the counter.

"Excuse me? Is anyone here?" Keleigh asked looking for someone. She turned to the lobby when she heard someone behind her.

"May I help you?" He asked her.

"Yes, I need to get into my storage space." She said turning around. She was shocked at who she saw there. "Randy? Oh my god, how are you?"

"I'm good. I've missed you thought." He said coming around to hug her.

"Do you work here?" She asked. She hadn't seen Randy in about a year. When they were younger, he lived next door to her and they were close friends. He was the one whose shoulder she cried on on the day of her parents' funeral.

"No, I just bought this place."

"Oh, so you're the one making me move my parents stuff." She said in a joking manner.

"Your parents' things. K, I didn't know until I saw your name on the list. I'm sorry."

"That's okay. I need to go through them. Its time."

"You're going to do that alone?"

"No, I'm going to call my boyfriend to help me."

"You're dating again? That's great K." He replied. She had come to see him the day after she was raped by Tyler and his friend. He was glad that Tyler and his friend were in jail but if they come near her again, he wouldn't hesitate to kill them both.

"Thanks."

"Well, I'm sure you have a lot to do, so I will leave you to it. Here is the new code to the gate." He handed her a piece of paper and turned to go back into the office. "Keleigh, it's great to see you again."

"You too." She said hugging him. "Here is my number. Call me."

He watched her walk out of the office. He couldn't help but think back to the night of her parents' funeral when she came to his house.

Flashback

"Keleigh, what are you doing here?" He asked when he opened the door.

"I needed to get away from Jerry's." She said coming in. "Can we go somewhere and talk?"

"Yeah, we can go to the pool house." He started toward and she followed. "So, what made you leave Jerry's? He asked when they sat down on the sofa.

"They want to sell my house. My parents put in their will to sell it and put the money in a trust for me. My guardian will then get monthly checks to help with anything I need."

"That makes sense, K. Your parents wanted to make sure you were taken care of."

"I know it makes sense but it hurts to know my house will not be my house anymore." She said crying a little.

"K, it will be okay." He hugged her. He wondered why Jay wasn't there for her. "K, where is Jay? He should be with you tonight."

"He had a team meeting."

"He should have missed it for you."

"I told him not too."

"He still should be here."

"It's okay. I needed to be here. I needed to be near my house."

"K, it will be okay." He pulled back a little and he was surprised when she kissed him. "Keleigh, you have a boyfriend."

"I don't need him. I need you." She kissed him again. "I need my best friend. I need you to help me forget for a little bit."

Before they realized, they were in the bedroom making love. He knew he should probably stop this because she was grieving but he wanted to make her feel better. He knew that her losing the two people she had loved most in the world was hard on her.

He shook the thought from his head and started back looking at the files. He always thought about Keleigh but with her being an FBI agent and him in his career, it was hard to think about them being anything more than friends.

Once he was back in Houston, John went to the office because he got a message from Kofi about some information. Once again just the mention of Batista's name triggered his drive to catch him.

"John, man what are you doing here?" Kofi asked. "I thought you were on vacation."

"You said it was important on the message." John said sitting down at his desk.

"Yeah, it was but it could have waited until tomorrow." Kofi replied. "I just wanted to tell you that we found Morrison dead in the river near South Moore Park and the file you wanted was delivered. Why did you want the file on Trent Hahn?"

"I just want to read over his notes on Batista's father. I want to see if something is there." John said taking the file.

"Do you think there is?" Chris asked.

"I don't know. I want to check on that rumor about the evidence Trent supposedly had on the day he died. If he had it, then it has to be somewhere."

"Did you ask Keleigh?" Kofi asked. "As his daughter, she might know."

"She was fifteen years old when all of this was going on. I highly doubt he went home and discussed his work with her" John said looking over the file. He hoped that maybe something that Keleigh's dad had gotten on Batista's father would help him catch his son. He did learn from his father.

"So." Kofi finally broke his concentration.

"So what?"

"How was the trip?" Kofi said as if it was obvious what he was asking.

"We had such a great time and it just made me fall more in love with her." John admitted. He knew he didn't have to act like a macho man around Kofi.

"That's great, John. I'm glad you finally someone you love and who can put up with you." Kofi kidded him. He never thought he would see the day when John would say that he actually had fallen in love.

"Thanks. I think. Now, let's see if there is anything in this file." John and Kofi begin reading the file to see if anything came up.

Keleigh opened the roll up door of the large storage building. She eyed its contents and sighed. Her entire child hood was in that room. She took out her cell phone and called John. She knew she would not be able to lift every thing by herself and it would never fit in her SUV.

"Hey baby." he said as soon as he saw it was her.

"Hi. John can I borrow your truck?" she said as she eyed the work in front of her.

"You want to borrow my truck?" he asked surprised. Kofi began to chuckle.

"And now it begins. Congrats my man you officially have a woman in your life." John shooshed his friend.

"And I need to borrow you too." she added in a sexy tone.

"Ok Keleigh, what is it that you have in mind that involves me and my truck?" He thought maybe she had some romantic fantasy she wanted to play out.

"I need to move some things." she finally told him.

"Oh." He sounded disappointed.

"What did you think I wanted it for?"

"Nothing." he said not wanting to tell her that his mind was in the gutter. "Where are you? I'll meet you there." he closed the file he had been looking at. He wasn't about to let her know he had gone to work and had been again trying to find evidence to bust Batista and he wasn't about to blow her off for his job again.

Keleigh told him where she was and what she had to do. She planned to put all the items in her attic and use what furniture she wanted to keep.

She pulled the sheets off of the furniture and smiled. Time had healed her heart in some ways and it felt good to see some of the things her mother had loved. She ran her fingers over the grandfather clock that used to sit in the dining room. She closed her eyes and remembered the day she had put the crack in the glass. She had only been five years old and had been running through the room with a baseball in her hand. She had just been outside with her father and had hit her first ball. She was so excited that she didn't see the vacuum cleaner and tripped over it. The ball went flying and hit the clock, leaving a crack in it from corner to corner.

Keleigh remembered how hard she had cried. Not because she had been hurt but because she knew that the clock had belonged to her great great grandmother and meant a lot to her mother. But her mother didn't yell and she didn't cry over it. She knelt down by the clock and pulled her little girl close to her and pointed at a long scratch at the base of the clock.

"Do you see that scratch?" she said. "I put that there when I was your age. And that chip here where the door closes." Keleigh nodded. "Was put there by your grandmother." She stood up and pulled the clock away from the wall and pulled the side out. Keleigh ran her fingers over the names etched into it. "Your great grandmother Caroline carved her name into it with a rusty nail and when my mother chipped it she had her do the same. And I did as well. Now it is your turn." she went into the kitchen and opened a drawer she pulled out a nail and handed it to her.

Keleigh ran her hands over the names on the clock. Each woman in her family for four generations had done little things to scar it. She read them out loud.

"Caroline, Victoria, Katherine, Keleigh." It was a silly old tradition but it meant the world to her and she wondered if she would have a daughter who would one day place her name on it.

"Hey you." John had been leaning against the door of the building watching her. "What is all of this?"

"It was my parents. I haven't seen any of this stuff since the day they died. I have never been able to come and do this until now."

"So what made you want to so suddenly?"

"The building being sold."

"Oh. So I got my truck where do you want me to start."

"The couch I guess." she said. John pulled off the sheet and whistled. It was an antique red velvet lounger with hand carved wooden legs.

"Some of its old." she said.

"Yeah I'd say so. You're sitting on a gold mine here."

"I could never sell this stuff." she said.

"Where are you going to put it?" He knew her apartment was much too small for most of it.

"Home I guess. I'll find somewhere for it."

"I got an empty storage building sitting outside my house. A friend of mine asked me to keep it for him. We can put it in there." he offered.

"Your friend won't mind?"

"I doubt it. He bought a bigger one and has been bugging me to buy it for over a year now. I think I will.'

"I don't want you to do that just for me." she told him although she was honored by it.

"Hell he'll never get it out of my yard so I might as well put it to use. Let's get started." She helped him load his truck with the furniture until it was full.

"I'm going to take this and drop it off and come back." he told her.

"Don't you need me to help you unload it?"

"Nope. Kofi owes me." he had his phone up to his ear already calling him. Keleigh laughed.

Keleigh remained behind and began looking through the boxes that sat on top of the furniture. There were a few things she wanted to take to her home. Her eyes lit up when she opened a plastic tote that contained all the stuffed animals from her bedroom.

"Lily." she said fondly lifting out her very first doll. She was heavier than Keleigh remembered but it had been almost twelve years since she had seen her. It had been a cabbage patch kid and she had rarely went anywhere without her. She had even been stowed away in her book bag all through grade school. She plucked out the doll and set the rest to the side to be taken to the storage room.

By the time John returned with Kofi and his truck close behind she had already decided what to store and what to take home. John picked up a large cardboard box and the bottom fell out of it.

"I'm so sorry K." he said quickly bending down to pick up the items.

Keleigh realized that it was the stuff from her father's office the minute she picked up the brass frame that had been a gift from her on his very last birthday. It had set on his desk with a picture of her and her mother sitting on his lap. She had to be about five in the photo. She set the picture to the side and gathered up a pile of folders and notepads and dropped them into a box that was only half filled.

"What's that?" John said when she picked up a video tape and cassette tape.

"I don't know. This stuff is from my Dad's office." A light bulb turned on in John's head. Trent Hahn's missing files were sitting right in front of him.

"Let me see that." he said almost snatching it out of her hand. "Batista and Irvine." he read.

Keleigh snatched it back out of his hand and dropped it into the box along with the files.

"K. that could…"

"What ever it is or was is going to stay in that box." she said sternly. "These were the last things my father ever touched and I won't have them sorted through. I want everything to stay as it is inside those folders." she knew her father had had a particular way of organizing his folders and a very good way to make sure they stayed that way. He put each file folder in a gallon sized zip lock bag so that nothing could ever slip out. Which was very effective considering the box they had been kept in all those years had busted wide open.

"But…"

"Leave it alone John." Kofi warned.

John did drop the subject and hid his anger when she decided to take the box that contained her father's office things to her home. He had hoped to sneak a peek at it after it was stored in the storage building on his property.

Soon the last parcel was loaded.

"Thanks guys." she said kissing Kofi's cheek then giving John a long passionate one on the lips.

"Anytime." John said and blushed.

"Hey hey. Where's mine." Kofi kidded puckering his lips. "I worked just as hard as he did. Come on." he pointed to his lips.

"I don't think so." John said playfully holding his friend back.

"You two are nuts." Keleigh said laughing at them. "See you later on John. Bye Kofi."

"Bye Keleigh." Kofi said and they all went their separate ways to unload what they had packed into their vehicles.

As soon as Keleigh was finished unloading the SUV at her place. She picked up her phone and called Stephanie. She knew her friend was dying to hear the details of her vacation.

"Hey, girl, how was the vacation?" Stephanie asked her. She had been on pins and needles all day waiting on Keleigh to call her. She knew she had already returned hours before.

"It was awesome, so romantic." Keleigh replied. "We went to the aquarium."

"Your favorite place." Stephanie replied. "What else?"

"He planned a romantic sunset cruise and then we had a roof top candlelit dinner. It was so romantic."

"Awww, that is so sweet and romantic. So, did you guys make up from the fight?"

"We did. Steph, everything on this vacation just made me fall more in love with him. I am so in love with him."

"That's great, K. You deserve some happiness and what took you so long to call me. Did you and John not get enough of each other in Corpus?" Keleigh laughed.

"No I went by the storage building where my parents stuff was stored."

"Oh." Stephanie knew how long her friend had put that trip off.

"Yeah, I found a box of my dad's from his office and I found some video and cassette tapes inside."

"What were on them?"

"I don't know. I haven't had a chance to look at them yet. There were also a lot of files in there. I think it is everything he was working on before he died."

"Sounds important."

"Yeah, I am going to go through them tonight and if I find anything that I think Jerry should have, I will give it to him. I just wanted to call and say thanks for giving me the time off this weekend."

"It's no problem. My dad was in agreement because he knows how hard you work."

"Yeah. Well I better get off the phone. I have an appointment to get my hair cut and a mani/pedi in the morning and John is staying over tonight. He should be here any minute."

"You're getting your hair cut?" Stephanie asked shocked.

"I just want it a little shorter. Nothing major." Keleigh said. "Don't worry I'm not going to look like a stranger when you see me next."

"Okay. See you later." Stephanie said laughing at her friends comment.

She wondered also what was on the tapes and in the files. She didn't think that Trent had important FBI files but you never know. And she knew that everyone in the FBI wanted the evidence that they thought Trent had before his death.

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