A/N I had a bit of trouble writing this chapter so I apologize if it doesn't make much sense. Thank you so much to everyone that reviewed! Sorry about my wee sob story last time.

Big thanks to janesbiotch for betareading this for me =]

Midday found Cho sitting across the table from Adrianna Cortez, the cleaning lady that had found the victims. When Mark Carmichael's alibi had come back clean, Cho was at a loss on how to move forward with this case. He'd had to make a decision to pay another visit to Adrianna. While he knows he has the experience and capability to lead the team, he had never been one to enjoy power.

Adrianna was sitting across from him in the apartment's staffing lounge, shrinking in on herself. Cho was used to seeing scared suspects, but there was something about the lady's eyes that was making him feel uncomfortable… something didn't quite fit.

He looked around the room, including the ceiling before beginning.

"So, Mrs Cortez, you told us in your statement that you heard the victim fighting with a man named Mark." He said consulting his notebook. While he already knew this, he liked to look at the book for effect. It was a trick he had learned to make suspects feel as if they are in a safe environment… as if they aren't the only lead. "Is that right?" he continued.

Adrianna nodded slowly.

"Can you tell me again what you heard?" Cho asked leaning forward.

Arianna shifted in her seat uncomfortably.

"I was cleaning next door when Robbie come home. He very angry. Another man come here and they start yelling. Robbie kept saying you lie to me Mark! You lie to me! I run back downstairs to staff lounge to get away. They very loud."

Cho's eyes flicked back to his notebook, reading her previous statement. Seeing as she had recited everything word for word, he was beginning to get a bad feeling about her. He kept his mask firmly in place, stoic as ever as he didn't want to spook her.

"And you didn't hear any gun shots?"

Adrianna shook her head.

"What made you go back into that room if the men were fighting?"

Adrianna looked at her hands, breaking eye contact.

"I… still had to clean the room…?" There was a slight questioning tone to her voice that was only heightening Cho's suspicions. But if you were to look at him, you would think he was almost bored of the conversation.

"And then you found the bodies?" he commented.

"Mmm-hmm." She replied.

"Mrs Cortez, do you have any children?" Cho asked on a sudden whim.

"Yes?"

"Thank you for your time." Cho said shutting his notebook and heading for the door. "We'll be in touch."

OOOOOoooooOOOOO

Cho arrived back in the bullpen, where Grace and Rigsby were waiting for him.

"Anything?" Grace asked.

Cho took his coat off and hung it over the back of his chair before sitting down. "I need you to run a background check on Adrianna Cortez. Find out if she has any children and if they have any relation to the victim."

"Sure thing Cho." Van Pelt replied as she turned to her computer. After a couple of moments a picture flashed up on the screen. "Names Lucio Cortez. Nothing cross references him with the victim…" she paused, reading ahead. "But he does work at the restaurant that Mark Carmichael owns."

Cho nodded.

"I thought he might."

"What's that supposed the mean?" Rigsby asked.

"It's a bit strange that Mrs Cortez heard Robbie fighting with a man named Mark, and yet she didn't hear multiple gunshots coming from the room directly above her." From Van Pelt's confused stare, he continued. "I was in the staffing lounge today. It's the room under the murder victims apartment. She would have heard the shots, whether the gun had a silencer on it or not."

"You think she's good for it?" Rigsby asked leaning back on his chair.

"What would her motive be though?" Van Pelt asked.

"Dirty laundry?" Rigsby said with a smirk.

Cho shook his head at his partner.

"No I don't think she's good for it. When I asked her to repeat her statement, she took that literally, said the same story word for word… almost as if it had been rehearsed."

"So we go and talk to the son?"

Cho nodded.

"Great!" Rigsby said as they grabbed their jackets. "I'm hungry."

OOOOOoooooOOOOO

They arrived at the restaurant to find Mark in a fight with one of his employees. Cho and Grace flashed their badges at the guys, who had stopped their fight to stare at the two agents.

"What's going on here?" Cho asked, cutting straight to it.

"This man…" Mark said, pointing at his employees chest. "..has been poisoning my food."

"Get your grimy finger off of me!" the employee shouted, swiping Marks hand away.

"Gentlemen, I think it would be a good idea to take this conversation elsewhere… don't you think?" Grace patronized.

The two men nodded and walked towards the staffroom, followed closely by the three agents.

On her way past, Van Pelt whispered to Rigsby; "Poison… maybe the seafood chowder is a bad idea Wayne." She smirked at his disappointed face. "We'll get take out on the way back." She said patting his shoulder, before following the rest of them through to the staffroom.

"Are you Lucio Cortez?" Cho asked flatly, after they had taken a seat.

The other man nodded.

"What were you two arguing about?" Grace asked again, directing the question at Mark.

"I've been getting complaints from several of my customers the last couple of weeks, something about them getting sick after eating my food.. and I just couldn't understand why. My seafood is fresh and is always prepared properly. And then one of my other employers came to me before you guys arrived, telling me they had seen him, slipping something into the food." He said pointing at Lucio again.

"Is that true Mr Cortez?" Rigsby asked taking a step forward.

Lucio only smirked.

"Yeah, she saw me adding salt." He shook his head again. "You know ever since he took this place off of me, it's been going under."

"Wait, you used to own this place?" Grace asked skeptically."

" I won the restaurant in a poker match." Mark said proudly.

"You cheated." Lucio grumbled.

"Can't have… the deeds have my name on them." Mark smirked.

"Ok, so let me get this straight… you used to own this place…" Cho said nodding towards Lucio, "…and you own it now…" Mark nodded. "…and now that you own it people have been getting sick?"

"Yup that just about sums it up." Lucio stated.

"No!" Mark protested. "I make sure everything is cooked properly! and I order the produce myself. I was his manager before I won the place… I did all of that for him anyway. It's not some rookie mistake."

Cho turned his attention back to Lucio.

"Mr Cortez, did you know your mother found the bodies?"

Lucio nodded stiffly.

"Must be hard for her.. tell me… does your mother have hearing problems?"

Lucio shook his head.

"No? why do you ask?"

"Because in her statement, she told us she heard an argument and went down to the staffing lounge… which is directly under the victim's room." Van Pelt continued, noticing Cho had left the room.

"What has that got to do with anything?"

"Kind of strange she didn't hear any gunshots… isn't it Mr Cortez?" Rigsby said, taking his turn.

Lucio started shaking his head.

"Oh I see where you're going with this! You're not pinning this on me."

"Mr Cortez, I think Robbie saw you spiking the food when he was looking around to sell, and I think he was going to tell on you. So you showed up to his apartment and killed him."

"You're crazy. All of you!"

"That's not what my therapist says." Van Pelt piped up.

Lucio looked at her incredulously.

"You have no proof."

"Actually we do." Cho said, walking in with a gun held between a cloth. "I found this in your locker Lucio. It's a 9mm. The same that killed Robbie and Ursula." Cho looked Lucio in the eye. "Tell you what, you tell us the truth now and we might be able to cut you a deal."

The three agents could see Lucio's thoughts buzzing around his head. Many emotions flitted across his face, until finally his shoulders deflated.

"Fine." He grumbled.

Cho nodded to Rigsby, who stepped forward and handcuffed him.

"We'll discuss this downtown." He said leading him out.

"Mark, we'll be in touch." Van Pelt said before following Cho and Rigsby.

OOOOOoooooOOOOO

Back at CBI HQ, Cho had taken the lead in interviewing Lucio, while Van Pelt and Rigsby stood watching behind the two-way glass.

"Tell me what happened Mr Cortez."

Lucio looked down at his hands.

"I heard that Mark was going to sell my restaurant… the place I rose practically from the ground. So I told him he could just hand the deeds back over to me… but the greedy son of a bitch said he wanted the profits… so I started adding a little of this and that to the food. I thought if the restaurants reputation went down the plughole, no one would want to buy it… and he would be forced to hand the deeds over anyway."

"Where you could bring it back to its former glory." Cho finished for him.

"Right."

"How did that get Robbie and Ursula Johnston killed?"

"You guys nailed it before. Robbie saw me spike one of the meals, and we had an argument… he was going to tell on me… and then I would never get my restaurant back… so my Ma told me she cleaned his room. I went there using her key… and well… Ursula just happened to be there at the time… she saw my face."

Cho nodded.

"Well… it looks like you won't be getting your restaurant back anytime soon anyway… enjoy your life." He said getting up and walking out of the room, before Lucio could say anything else.

OOOOOoooooOOOOO

Back at the hospital Lisbon was reading her book again, and Jane was sitting on his recliner solving a Sudoku puzzle. It was nice to be able to sit in a companionable silence as they entertained their minds to their own desires. They were both brought out of their thoughts when Jane's phone started ringing. He smiled at Lisbon before taking the phone out of the room to answer.

Lisbon lay there smiling softly to herself. She was loving having him here. And soon she would get to go home. All that was left of her day was to eat the evening meal and sleep. She was holding down food, and the doctors were happy with her hydration levels and urine output, so she would indeed be able to go home to her own bed in the morning.

A few minutes later, Jane came back into the room with an unreadable expression on his face.

"What's wrong?" Lisbon asked, sitting up higher in the bed.

"That was Grace… she said they solved the case." Jane said sitting back in his chair.

Lisbon looked at him confused.

"And that's a bad thing how?"

"The victim was killed because he caught one of the employees at a restaurant poisoning the food."

"Oh…"

"It was the same restaurant we went to a couple of nights ago Lisbon."

"Right…"

She was speechless. How ironic that the place she got sick from, didn't just give her normal food poisoning… but it was someone actually trying to sabotage a restaurant.

"Well at least he's been caught I guess." Lisbon said.

Jane couldn't help but feel extremely angry. The man that was in CBI custody nearly killed Lisbon. Already being a man familiar with revenge, Jane couldn't help but feel his blood boil. He wanted to hurt the man… oh he wanted to hurt him bad.

"I'm sorry Lisbon." Jane said softly.

"What for Jane? You didn't tell the man to spike my food."

"But I still shouldn't have let you eat there. I had a bad feeling about the place… I should have convinced you to get the salad with me."

Lisbon shook her head softly.

"Jane…"

"Don't Lisbon. No matter what you say I'm still going to feel guilty."

"Jane, what's done is done… and I'm ok now. I get to go home tomorrow and then we can get back to normal."

Jane nodded slightly. He knew that she couldn't make him feel less guilty, but he also knew that he couldn't stop her from trying.

Lisbon lay back in her bed again, quite sure Jane wouldn't try anything again. While she couldn't wait to get out of the hospital, she really hoped things would go back to normal, and that Jane would stop pushing her away and brooding in his attic. She really hoped this reunited friendship would last. She had missed him terribly the last few weeks…

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