Alex Eames sat at her desk, tapping her pencil on the side of her desk. She glanced at Bishop sitting at Bobby's desk, and her eyes wandered to the large calendar on the wall. Bobby had been gone for two weeks now. She hadn't heard a word from him.

Alex sighed, and Bishop looked up from her paper work. "You all right?" Bishop asked.

Alex shrugged. "I dunno. I'm just…"

Bishop nodded. "You're worried about Detective Goren." Eames nodded. "Go talk to Ross."

Eames sighed, stood, and walked over to Ross' office. She knocked on the door, and Ross nodded her in.

"Yes, Detective Eames?" Captain Ross asked.

"Have you heard from Goren?" She asked. Captain Ross sighed. "Please, Captain… it's been a week."

"Murder cases take some time," Ross said firmly.

"Have you heard from him? I… I'm worried about him," Eames admitted.

"He can't contact me," Ross answered. "Contact between patients and anyone can be monitored."

"You're letting him go undercover with no backup or anything?" Eames said angrily. "Captain, he could be killed!"

"Detective Goren can take care of himself," Ross said sharply. "Let him do his job and you do yours, Eames."

Eames shook her head and went back to her desk. She sat down and picked up her pencil. She tried to continue with the paper work, but she couldn't. She finally got up and told Bishop, "I'm taking an early lunch…. I'll be back." Bishop nodded. Eames grabbed her coat and headed to the elevator.

Lunch was the last thing on her mind.