A/N: Okay, so due to lack of inspiration, I have decided to start at the top of my list, which alphabetically is listed backwards for some reason, and attempt to finish off some stories. This one is first! So here we go.

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"You were at a nightclub, a murder happened to occur and your cousin, who you happen to hate, conveniently shows up and you attack her."

"My client says she was provoked." Drew defended.

"We have witnesses who say she wasn't." Horatio challenged.

"They don't know what it was like." Michelle interjected.

"I think it's best if you let me do the talking." Drew suggested quietly to Michelle.

"Are you sure you want this man to speak for you? Or do you want to tell me what really happened? We have witnesses, DNA… we have you for assault on an officer."

"Michelle…" Drew warned as she considered her options. Horatio gave her a look. He'd seen countless suspects fall for the line, and sincerely hoped Michelle would do the same. He had an inkling that he did not understand the full magnitude at which Michelle had disrupted Calleigh's life in the past, and would continue to if no action was taken against her.

"I need to tell him why."

"You don't." Drew sighed. He knew he couldn't get her out of every situation, but there was always such a sense of satisfaction when he got Michelle out of something, because when she got into trouble, it was always a difficult case.

"I do. He doesn't understand."

"You should let me explain."

"You don't understand either. You have to let me tell him why."

"Michelle," Drew sighed, his headache growing in strength.

"Ever since Calleigh and I were little kids, everyone liked her more than me. As teenagers, not only did she get better grades than me despite the fact that I'm smarter, but all the guys I liked always liked her. She didn't even apologize when she was prom queen even though I wanted it more than anything."

"So you continuously harass and assault her?" Horatio wasn't hearing anything original. Jealousy was often a motive for murders.

"I needed to make her life normal. Everyone liked her. Everything always went her way. That doesn't happen, it can't." Michelle explained calmly.

"With all due respect," Horatio began, "I don't think you know your cousin as well as you think you do."

"You don't understand. I had to attack her. I… she hasn't been home in years. And everyone still likes her better. Elizabeth, my sister… she asked Calleigh to be the maid of honor in her wedding. I'm her sister. And Calleigh had to beat me there too. She had to ruin that too."

"Michelle, I think he…"

"Let me finish. She ruins everything in my life. She hates me…" She was interrupted by Ryan knocking on the door to the interrogation room.

"Excuse me," Horatio nodded slightly to the pair before exiting the room. "Mr. Wolfe?"

"The suspect from this morning? Harrison, they picked him up fifteen minutes ago. Calleigh met with IAB earlier to explain the situation and they cleared the information she collected. He's down in booking."

"Where's Calleigh?"

"Right here Horatio, I came down to find you as soon as Ryan paged me."

"Okay, I need to ask you something."

"Sure." She nodded, looking past him to the interrogation room where Michelle was discussing something with her lawyer.

"Are you the maid of honor at your cousin Elizabeth's wedding?"

"Yes, why?" Calleigh answered.

"When did you receive the invitation?" Horatio continued.

"Months ago. The wedding is in a few weeks, that's why I took a few days off. Why does it matter?"

"I can't tell you that right now,"

"Conflict of interest." Calleigh supplied with a sigh.

"Right, but as soon as I can, I'll let you know. Now I don't want you anywhere near where Harrison is, so can you do me a favour and stay in the ballistics lab?"

"Will do." Calleigh nodded, fully understanding the danger she could be in if she was to have a run in with Harrison. Horatio headed back into the interrogation room.

"Michelle, would you like to tell me the real reason you attacked Calleigh?"

"I told you, my sister's wedding…"

"That happened months ago." Michelle cursed under her breath. Drew looked surprised.

"Michelle, what aren't you telling me?" She bit her lip, then her eyes widened in shock as she looked through the glass walls. Horatio and Drew quickly followed her gaze and Horatio wasn't surprised to see Harrison being led down the hallway. Michelle quickly got out of her seat and opened the door.

"Harrison!" She called and he turned around.

"What did you tell them?" He accused. She stayed silent. "What did you tell them?" He repeated, louder this time.

"Nothing. I didn't tell them anything. I wouldn't do that to you."

"You're lying. You said something." He called as he was led further down the hallway and into an interrogation room of his own.

"Michelle if you could come back inside," Horatio told her and she complied. "How do you know Harrison?" He asked once she'd sat down.

"He's my boyfriend." She answered after a moment of silence.

"Michelle, in light of these new facts, I think we need to talk…" Drew began only to have Horatio cut him off.

"You saw him with Calleigh," Horatio stated, antagonizing her.

"She had to steal him too. He loved me. He loved me and she couldn't have that. She had to ruin it." Michelle yelled. Horatio stood silently, unsurprised again. He had the ability to stay a few steps ahead of his suspects in his head, thus he was very rarely surprised.

"Michelle, did you have anything to do with the victims in the club this morning?"

"How could I know who they were? I just went there with Harrison… he had the pictures, the names… I just had to get the gun into the club and give it to him. I didn't shoot anyone."

"Michelle," Drew inhaled sharply. This was a far cry from assault.

"Michelle," Horatio drawled, a smile on his face. "You just confessed to being an accessory to murder."

"But I didn't kill anyone. If she hadn't have come, hadn't have ruined it…"

"Then you would have gotten away. She was doing her job." Horatio finished for her. "Take her to booking." He told the officer as he went off in search of Calleigh.

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A/N: So in reality, she probably wouldn't have been stupid enough to confess so easily, but she does have mental problems haha that unfolded conveniently for me. Reviews are love!