This was one of those chapters I tried to make longer once I finished, but I felt I had said everything that needed to be told.

One-by-One

Tom looked over the body of Craig. "Jessica must have lost it when she did this." He said, looking at Craig's eyes. "She didn't want him to see her anymore."
"Or she didn't want to see his eyes." Walter said, snapping a picture. "She said they were the same as James's. She probably didn't want to see them anymore."

They heard the Hummer door slam and looked to see Jessica and Ryan walking back towards the scene.

"Hey," Walter quietly said, concern filling his voice, "How are you guys?"

Jessica looked at Walter and then at Craig's dead body. A pained sob escaped her lips as she curled into Ryan's side. He wrapped his arms around her shoulders and kissed the top of her head. "I think we'll be better once we get away from here." Ryan quietly responded.

Walter sighed and set his camera down. He walked over to Jessica and Ryan and placed his hand on her shoulder. Jessica looked up at him with her large blue eyes, the pain searing through them. She wrapped her arms around his torso and buried her face into his chest.

"Thank you, Walter," she whispered. Walter hugged her and looked into her eyes.

"I meant it when I said we're like family. We have to protect each other." He gave her a reassuring smile and Jessica returned it with one of her own.

Jessica looked at Jesse still standing on the other side of the scene. He had her sweatshirt draped over one of his shoulders and her glock in his hand. Jessica ran to him and wrapped her arms around him. "Oh god Jesse," she said, "I can't even thank you enough for what you've done."

Jesse smiled and kissed her forehead. "You don't have to." he said, "You're my best friend and I'm willing to do anything for you."

Jessica chuckled. "Even fuck me while a murderer watches?"

Jesse couldn't help but laugh. "Yeah, but only if your husband says it's ok."

"He's not my husband." Jessica playfully growled as she attempted to pinch his nipple. Jesse jumped back and laughed again.

"Alright, he's not your husband." He stepped towards her hesitantly. "But if I say you should get married are you going to try and purple nurple me again?"

"Oh hell yes I will!" Jessica said as she grabbed the waistline of his pants and pulled him to her. She leaned in close to his ear and whispered. "I told you I don't know if I'm ready to yet."

Jesse kissed her forehead again and smiled at her. "You will be eventually though."

"Jess," Horatio said, walking to her, "I think you need to go back to the Crime Lab." Horatio looked at Craig's body and sighed. "Internal Affairs is going to have a hay day with this one."

"I don't care." Jessica said, "Stetler can fire me for all I care." Her voice cracked and she took a moment to recompose herself. "He's dead, that's all I care about. I couldn't stand the thought of him being out there still. I needed to see him die."

Horatio pulled her into his arms and held her. "You're not talking about Craig, are you?"

Jessica shook her head as new tears fell. "No, I couldn't stand the thought of a part of James being so close to me."

"He's gone now, they both are. You have nothing to fear, Jessica."
"But for how long?" Jessica painfully asked, "How do we know there isn't another Wilson out there looking for me? What about Craig's family? Did he have any other brothers or children? For all we know there's an army of Wilsons waiting for their chance to try and kill me."

"Then we'll just have to take them out," Horatio said, "One-by-one."