Vicki found herself standing in the middle of the precinct, Mike's precinct, her former precinct.

"Damn you Dagon," she muttered. Vicki thought she wanted to do this but came to the sudden realization this might be a bad idea. Too little, too late, she told herself. Sighing, she glanced around and saw Mike's door shut. She shrugged and figured she'd go straight in and say…wait..what the hell was she going to say, "Hi Mike, in a former life, we were partners, lovers and friends. You're making a huge mistake by having an affair on your wife, you're an alcoholic and you could be a better man than this, wanna have get some Chinese for old time's sake?" Vicki shook that ridiculous speech out of her head and again started toward Mike's office. As she turned, she bumped into an officer.

"Hi," Vicki almost said Kate then caught herself and said, "officer."

"Hello, can I help you? You seem a little lost," Kate had her arms crossed in defiance and a stance that said 'don't' fuck with me.'

"No, not really, I just need to see M..the Captain," Vicki smiled.

Kate put her hand out to stop Vicki, "Uh..what for? He is a busy, busy man." Kate couldn't put her finger on it but this woman seemed to be a threat. She wasn't large, she wasn't or didn't seem nuts and she didn't appear to have weapons so why not let her see Mike? Kate shook the thoughts away and focused on the beautiful woman before her.

"I've," Vicki was trying to think quick, "I've got some information about the case he might be interested in." Vicki did notice something in the pictures that might help Mike and thought she'd at least give him something to go on.

"You can tell me, I'm the lead detective on the case," Kate offered.

"I'd rather tell him if you don't mind," Vicki moved to push past her.

Kate stood firm, "Oh, but I do mind. And your name is..?

"I didn't say but it's Vicki, Vicki Nelson."

"Well, Vicki, Vicki Nelson, I'll take the message to him myself," Kate prodded.

Vicki set her mouth and decided it was time to play hardball, besides, at this point what did she have to lose. Vicki moved to within inches of Kate. The woman was a good two inches taller than her but she held her ground.

"How about this detective," Vicki narrowed her eyes and whispered, "I have information too on where Mike goes sometimes at night." Kate's eyes widened and she audibly gasped then recovered quickly.

"Make you a deal, you let me speak with the Captain and I'll forget what I know," Vicki told her with a raised eyebrow and a crooked yet wicked smile. Kate cleared her throat and nodded, then moved to let Vicki by.

"Thanks," Vicki nodded. She hated using that as a weapon but with little time to spare, she felt it was her only option. She felt Kate's eyes bore into her back and figured she'd be checking her out before she even entered Mike's office. She knocked slightly then opened the door.

"Yeah," Mike called out in a tired, gruff voice.

"Hey," Vicki said as she entered. She closed the door behind her and watched as Mike looked her over, head to toe.

"Do I know you?" Mike tilted his head.

Vicki so badly wanted to say yes but since her time was short, she decided to keep things as simple as possible.

"Uh..no, but I have some info that might be helpful on your case," Vicki told him as she pointed to the pictures on his desk.

"How?" Mike exclaimed as he stood abruptly. Vicki put her hands up and said, "whoa".

"Sorry," Mike ran his hands through his hair as he sat back down. Vicki noted how tired and worn he looked. The stress of the case, his infidelity, three young children and an apparent loveless marriage had left him looking far older than he was.

"Where are my manners, please, sit," Mike gestured to a chair. Vicki was tired and took the offer.

"Thank you, it's not much but I did notice that there is a pattern," Vicki told him.

"Yes, we know," Mike sighed.

"No, I mean a pattern of what time the murders are committed and how he places the bodies," Vicki told him. Mike knew there was a pattern of how the murders were committed and what type of girl he liked but he had been so worried about everything else, the time and placement were not considered at all.

"What is the signifigence?" Mike asked.

"I think he is seeking revenge on someone for a particular time and place, look through old cases involving young boys, probably about twenty or so years ago, I think you'll find a connection," Vicki told him. So far, all but one girl had been a prostitute. Vicki suggested he start with cases involving those. Mike kept staring at her, his eyes never leaving her while she talked.

"Are you sure we haven't met before?" Vicki inhaled sharply and once again replied no.

"But, if I may, I would like to say something," Vicki knew this probably wouldn't work or that she would succeed only in pissing him off but she felt she owed it to Mike and his kids.

"Look, I know about you and Kate," Mike frowned and blanched, any color he had was gone. Vicki put her hands up, "But let me say, I don't care to tell anyone. What I want to tell you Mike, don't do this to your wife. If you're unhappy, leave. It's unfair to stay with someone and make them miserable, to cheat and to lie. It's wrong and.." Vicki tried to think of a way to word it without giving too much a way, "if I did know you before, I would guess you are a good man. You are someone who would never do this to a woman."

Vicki waited for his reaction and when it came, she was less than thrilled.

Mike stood and pointed, "I don't know who the hell you think you are or what the hell you think you know but get out, if I ever catch you in my precinct again, I'll have your pretty little ass tossed in the tank."

Vicki stood too and nodded, "Don't worry, you'll never see me again." By saying that, Vicki knew it could possibly be true.

Before leaving she turned and said, "And because I won't be seeing you again and if I do you won't remember this..you're a dick…"