Sherman walked briskly towards the office. He had just come from the suspect's house and had a breakthrough find - two bottles of temazepam, trade named restoril. He was also holding a tape from the surveillance camera across the street from the victim's home, starring Josephine Kaufman.

Remy had a towel draped over her shoulders. She held a steaming cup of caffeine goodness in her hands, sipping contently. Allison stood close beside her in the pantry area with a towel hung over her head, leaning back on the counter as she warmed her hands with the hot mug of water she was holding.

"Hey! Look what I-" Sherman stopped and frowned when he saw the state the two women were in. "Why are the two of you wet?"

Remy spewed out the coffee in her mouth when she heard the double-meaning question. Sherman jumped back a few steps at the unexpected assault and then checked if there was any nasty brown stain on his clothes. He heaved a sigh of relief when he found none.

"What is the matter with you?" He scolded.

"Sorry." Remy said with a sheepish expression. "We, ah, got caught in the rain." She wiped her mouth clean with the end of the towel and stole a quick glance at Allison, who was blushing profusely as she tried to hide her flushed cheeks behind the mug by pretending she was drinking from it.

"Oh. Well, here." Sherman carefully sidestepped the drops of coffee on the floor and handed Remy the slider storage bag with two bottles of restoril and the tape that Gardner had obtained for them. Remy set down her cup and took them. "I found the bottles in her medicine cabinet. And I think you can guess who's on the tape."

"Where is she now?" Remy asked, pulling the towel off her shoulders and placing it on the counter.

"In the interview room. I just brought her back in." Sherman replied.

Remy gave a brief nod before stomping towards the aforementioned room, the evidence clutched tightly in her hands. Allison and Sherman followed not far behind her.

Once she reached the room, Remy shoved the door open. Josephine jumped in her seat when the door flew open violently, staring wide eye at the brunette detective who strode in. Remy tossed the evidence onto the table and pulled out the empty seat. She sat down with her back rested on the back support. She crossed her legs and folded her arms across her chest, a determined look on her face.

"You killed Devin Nolan." She stated plainly, staring straight into her opponent's eyes. "We found these bottles in your house. The tape is from a surveillance camera near Devin Nolan's home. And guess what? You're in it. The time stamp on the tape showed you left shortly after the time of death. Game's over, Josephine. Why don't you just come clean? Make it easier for everyone."

Josephine's lips quivered as the reality of her situation began sinking in, tears flooded her unimpressive eyes. "I didn't mean to kill him! It was an accident!" She cried, thrashing around slightly. "I only gave him those pills to make him sleep through the next morning so that he'd missed the meeting of the execs. I didn't know that was gonna happen, I swear to god, Detective Hadley!"

Remy remained unfazed at the desperate pleads. She stood up and walked around the table, taking out the handcuffs from the pouch at her waist. "Josephine Kaufman, you're now under arrest for constructive manslaughter."

"There she is!" Gardner exclaimed when Allison walked through the door into office, raising a beer up in the air. "Have one, Dr. Cameron." He grabbed one off the six-pack from the desk and passed it to her.

"Thanks." Allison smiled gratefully. She had gone back to the hospital to get clean up and settle the post-mortem report on the victim after Josephine was officially charged. She also found some time to sort out her thoughts and feelings before coming to a conclusion - she definitely liked Remy. She just wasn't sure how far her feelings actually went, but she was more than willing to find out.

The office was almost empty, saved for the four of them. Most of them having already left for the day. They were carrying out their custom of drinking celebratory beers after successfully solving yet another case and had invited Allison to come over to join them.

"I believe that Dr. Cameron is joining us in our tradition for the very first time, which is odd because she's such a wonderful person." Gardner announced to the small company. "But I think we all know the reason why." The three of them looked pointedly at Remy, who had her lips attached to the opening of the long-neck beer bottle.

Remy stared blankly back at them before rolling her eyes good-humouredly. "It's over." She said annoyingly after taking a gulp of the beer. "We're okay. Move on." She made a sweeping motion with her free hand, sharing a sweet smile with the blonde medical examiner afterwards. The rest chuckled lightly in response.

As Gardner was narrating one of his many anecdotes to Remy, Sherman seized the opportunity to ask Allison out. "So, Dr. Cameron, you doing anything tomorrow night? Maybe we can grab dinner together." He held a hopeful expression, praying hard that his request would be granted this time around.

Allison was at a loss for words. She glanced towards Remy, who was looking at them. The brunette detective made brief eye contact before looking away and seemingly turned her attention back to Gardner.

Remy wasn't listening to a word that the curly-hair brawny man in front of her was saying while gesturing animatedly, she was merely nodding distractedly at regular intervals. She knew that Allison was looking to her for help, but she had none to offer. She tried her best to ignore the pleading expression even though her heart was twitching.

Sherman followed Allison's line of sight to his partner and then it hit him. "Oh, I was thinking it'll be just the two of us. Since Remy's fine with you now, I was hoping..." He waited expectantly for an answer with an unassuming smile.

Allison passed her teeth over her lower lip and tugged her hair behind her ear, trying to think of a way out without hurting Sherman's feelings. She used to have a pretty obvious excuse for not wanting to go out with him and he had understandingly accepted it. She still had that excuse though, just in an entirely different context.

When Sherman saw the hesitation, his heart dropped. "It's okay if you don't want to. I just thou-"

"No, that's not it! It's just that I-" Allison sighed out in exasperation. "Sure, I'll have dinner with you."

"Seriously? That's great! I'll pick you up at seven tomorrow." Sherman replied excitedly.

Allison smiled back half-heartedly. She figured that she could actually make things clearer in private over dinner. She looked towards Remy again, but got no acknowledgement. She wanted nothing more than to reassure her that things weren't as it seemed.

When she heard what Allison had said, Remy felt heaps of emotions crashed down heavily on her already dead beat body. She downed the beer in her hand furiously because it was then she realized what the nagging at the back of her head was earlier when she was engaged in the passionate moment with Allison - she had betrayed Sherman, the one person in the world she had closest to being her family.

I feel really bad for doing this, so please don't kill me. *raises two hands in the air*