"Seems we're at a dead end." The Major Crimes office was still, quiet. So many deep in thought and spinning lazily in their chairs, checking emails, even playing computer games. Whatever passed the time worked for them.

"We can be at a dead end, but we can't say we're at a dead end." Tao spins slowly in his chair, tossing pencils to the ceiling above.

"Fine, we won't." Provenza sighs.

"Flynn still with Raydor?"

"Probably." He sighs, folding his arms and looking at the whiteboard, "There has to be something we're missing-"

"So are they like boyfriend and girlfriend now?"

"Tao, I honestly don't give a shit. What I care about is that we solve this case for the Captain and the other families affected." Provenza shakes his head, going up to the board and looking at the pictures, "We know the shooter is in some way related to Layla Moore...who we may as well call Layla Raydor as to not confuse things-"

"I'm not confused." Buzz shakes his head.

"Me either." Sanchez smirks.

"Fine." The older man sighs, "Layla Moore's biological father is the East Coast Incubus." He points to the man's picture, "Which doesn't narrow it down, at all-"

"Wait." Tao picks his head up, rubbing his head when a pencil falls, "We know the blood found at the scene shared alleles to Layla Moore, correct?"

"Right." Sanchez nods.

"What if we're looking at the wrong side?"

Amy Skyes starts to grin, "What if we should be looking at Captain Raydor's side?"

"Precisely, She only shares half her alleles with her brother as well. What if this is Tyler's doing?" Tao smirks.

Provenza shakes his head, "I can't take this back to her."

"We could bring him in for questioning. Tell him we might have a break in the case and don't want to bother his mother-"

"He's sixteen."

"If he consents and talks, we don't have to have her here." He shrugs "I think it's worth a shot."

"I agree." Amy grins, biting her lip.

Sanchez sighs, "I don't like this. This is blood."

"Maybe, but we've seen his mother's aim. It isn't a longshot to think it may have inherited her talents in the field." Tao shakes his head, "His father was apparently a marksman in the Marines."

"At least have Flynn here." He shakes his head, "I don't want any part in it."

"Have Flynn here...Flynn is busy shtuping the boss!" Provenza snaps and shakes his head, "Have Flynn here..."

"Have Flynn where?" Sharon Raydor walks into the bullpen of desks containing her coworkers, Andy Flynn not far behind.

"What's going on, guys?" Flynn smiles to them, winking to Provenza with a smirk.

She glances to the board, seeing the newly posted picture of her son in the middle, "What's going on?" She glances to them, folding her arms when no one speaks up.

"Ma'am, they want to question your son, Tyler." Sanchez blurts, "I don't like it, but you're his mother and I thought you should know."

"Damn it." Provenza mumbles.

Flynn shakes his head slowly, "I uh...It wouldn't hurt."

Sharon swallows, glancing toward him, "How wouldn't it?"

"Shows we aren't giving special treatment." He shrugs, "There's no harm in it. You know he didn't do it."

Waiting a beat, she nods, "Fine, but I want to be in the video room."

"Of course, Ma'am." Tao nods, then smirks, "I don't think I've ever seen you in anything that wasn't a suit or a uniform, Captain Raydor."

"Yes, well...my grandchildren are being released from the hospital today and I assume that isn't going to be an easy thing to accomplish with their casts and such, so I'm attempting to get a room in order for them and then transporting them to my home. Lieutenant Flynn is assisting me." Sharon nods.

Andy smiles, "I'm assisting."

"In more ways than one." Provenza grumbles again, "We'll bring him in-"

"Can we do it tomorrow? Let the kids get settled. I'll stay with them while the Captain is here." He nods.

"You'd do that?" Sharon glances to him, smiling.

"Of course. I'm their favorite anyway." He smirks.

"Don't get ahead of yourself." She shakes her head, glancing to Amy Skyes, "Who else was in?"

"Frank Rogers, and known children of Frank Rogers that are in the system for one reason or another." Skyes nods, walking to the whiteboard and pointing, "Henry O'Mally, soldier-"

"Spec Ops." Provenza corrects.

"The others have solid alibis of being at work or in court." She nods, "Which is why we want to question Tyler so that we can rule him out and not worry about questions being brought up about him."

"Of course, Detective. I've been down this road once or twice." Raydor offers her a slight smile, "Okay, well...I have things to prepare for. Please, don't bring him in without me here. I beg of you."

"They won't." Flynn gives Provenza a look, touching Sharon's elbow to lead her from the room.

Provenza rolls his eyes, "You've got to be kidding me."