Once we got back to the station with Sebastian in tow, to Aiden's dismay. Haley took my son out to the parking lot to play with the sirens. I went in to update the Captain.
"So Ashley what's your take on the New Berlin case, should we butt in?"
I sighed and shook my head before answering, "I really don't know Capt. I mean all the pieces seem the same but there's no forensic evidence to link them at all. I only say that because we have nothing in the Olsen case either."
"True but if it's the same guy, maybe he left something behind this time." The Captain said trying to sound hopeful.
"You know just as well as I do if this person was the killer of both families, most likely they were as careful the second time as the first time." I replied then added, "The Olsen family was their first go around that we know about and they usually only get better, not worse."

Having Sebastian visit proved to be relaxing for everyone at the station. There is just something about having a happy kid around that makes everyone smile. By the time we got home Bash was pretty exhausted but couldn't resist telling his Daddy everything. I listened for a couple minutes then headed upstairs to my own apartment. I needed to get ready because I told my Dad I'd help him out at the bar. Twenty minutes later I was heading out the door. Unfortunately Aiden was waiting for me at his door.
"Ash we need to talk." He said with a serious look on his face.
Oh shit, I thought, this is not going to be good. "It's gotta be quick Aiden, I need to be at the bar in twenty minutes."
Aiden rolled his eyes his eyes and replied sarcastically. "Gee thanks for putting a short time limit on talking. Does our son's welfare mean so little to you?"
I glared at him and said, "Don't you ever question my concern for Sebastian's welfare you ungrateful prick."
"At least I got your attention," he replied with a sly grin.
"What the hell is this about Aiden?" I was getting annoyed very quickly.
"You need to take Bash tomorrow night." Aiden said plainly.
"Should be no problem, unless something comes up at work." I replied knowing there was more to this but honestly not caring enough to ask. When he didn't reply I figured our chat was over so I turned to leave.
"Well that's not good enough Ashley." Aiden said almost pouting. "You have to watch Sebastian tomorrow end of discussion."
Knowing this tone usually led to a temper tantrum if Aiden didn't get his way I replied, "Alright Aiden, not a problem." I waited a few seconds then added, "Are we done here?"
Aiden gave a big cocky smile and said, "I have a date. Figure a little home cooked dinner, the right music, some candles and the deal is sealed."
I laughed, "Yeah that and you have no money to take a girl out on a proper date." I laughed a bit harder then added, "Is you mom coming over to cook for your big date? Wouldn't want to have to rush her to West Allis Memorial before you get a chance to seal the deal."
"Very funny smart ass, you're just jealous that I actually have a social life."
"Is that the best you've got Aiden, really? Trust me the women you fuck are nothing to envy."
"That statement just proves you are a bitter lonely bitch."
"Whatever dumb ass. I've gotta go do something you're too lazy to do, work." I said a bit louder than I meant to but his stupidity was just pissing me off. I heard him yell something while I slammed my car door shut but didn't understand a single word.

"My my such harsh words from the parents of such a sweet little boy." The killer whispered from her favorite spot in the bushes outside the detectives house. "What kind of man will sweet Sebastian grow up to be with such dysfunctional parents. You should be careful detective or someone may have to teach you a lesson you'll never forget." The killer finished with an evil grin crossing her face.

"You're late!" my Dad yelled as soon as I entered the bar.
I rushed behind the bar and gave him a hug and said, "Sorry Daddy, Aiden decided it was a good time to pick a fight."
"Useless prick," He grumbled. "Worst son in law I never had." He added with a slight grin.
"Nice Dad. What do you need me to do?"
"We got thirsty people at the bar, what do you think?" He said with a laugh.
I grinned and began to take orders while he joined a table of his cop buddies. This was their celebration of the sixth anniversary of him getting shot in the line of duty. Hell of a thing to celebrate but these four never missed it, even if it was a little late.
Six years ago I had the best and worst days of my life in the span of forty eight hours. The best obviously the birth of Sebastian, which my father was present for, a few hours later he went to work. Raif Davies was a lifer on the beat. He had never wanted to move up the ladder at the department because he loved being on the street. So while Bash and I slept at Froedtert my dad was out keeping Milwaukee streets safe. About one in the morning him and his partner stopped at a Speedway for coffee and found themselves caught in a robbery turned shootout. I was woken at three am to be told that my dad was rushed to surgery with three gun shot wounds, two to the leg and one in the neck. Several hours later the surgeon told us they were able to repair the damage and stop the bleeding but he had taken a fourth shot to the chest and they were still concerned about the bruising and potential internal bleeding. The shot to the chest had hit his bulletproof vest but the velocity of the bullet caused some severe damage, he wasn't out of the woods yet. It took him two days to regain consciousness but at least he was okay.
Now every year, when they can arrange it, him and the other three cops involved in the shoot out meet up and celebrate. They drink way too much beer and tell old 'war' stories to anyone who will listen. I see them and can imagine Haley and I doing the same thing, only I hope neither of us gets shot between now and then.