*** Young lovebirds. They're both 18 ok ***

Rusty and Kyle were chasing each other with super soakers, water everywhere hair wet, clothes clinging to them. Kyle tackled Rusty to the ground, and they started to wrestle. They tossed and turned both trying to win. Rusty got the better of Kyle a couple of times, but Kyle was the captain of the wrestling team for a reason.

"Surrender Beck, you're done."

"Never," Rusty squirmed and tried to get out of the hold, but it was futile.

Kyle had him pinned to the grass his hands pressed overhead. They were about an inch from each other, and their eyes locked together.

The moment lasted a while. They both blushed and turned away. While they were getting up from the ground, at this point muddy, covered in grass stains and covered in water, Rusty's arm grazed Kyle's thigh, causing him to shiver. They turned towards each other, Kyles arm finding Rusty's waist. "Want to head inside?"

Bobby's Work

Bobby was making some progress on his spanish cds. He could greet people, ask them how they are doing, offer food and drinks. His crew liked him, or at least they seemed to. Bobby invited them to get beers after work. Who doesn't like happy hour?

Georgetown

Charlie bought a ticket to LA for Christmas. She charged it to her credit card. She then opened her textbook and got to Linear Algebra, talk about a thrilling experience

Her boyfriend slept on the couch, having pulled an all-nighter to finish his history paper.

Charlie looked over to him; he's so cute when he's curled up like a kitten.

Major Crimes

They got a lead on their suspects. A surveillance camera showed her leaving a Target and getting into a green Chevy. They were searching all of the red light and traffic cameras for it.

"There too many cars like this, Captain." Tao was losing it. He was getting hits left and right.

"Can we filter them out somehow?" Sykes saw all of the boxes popping up. This looked like a mess.

"Maybe start with cars reported stolen," Sanchez suggested.

Tao added the filter. Well, none of these were reported stolen. Tao removed the filter.

"Can we get the plates off of the cameras?" Flynn asked

"Yeah! Why?"

"It's unlikely that they registered the car in their own name. We could run the DMV information from the plates and cross-check it for any known associates." Flynn wanted this case over today. He was not missing dinner with his kids.

Tao called Buzz who was able to link the DMV database to the traffic camera system. Tao then ran a search to cross check the registered owners with everyone they associated with their victim and her suspected killers. Nothing.

"I got zilch." Tao sighed

"How about initials and partial matches?" Raydor asked him.

Tao ran the search again. "Three hits captain. Wait a minute. One of the suspects surname is Prince. This guy is a Prince-Williams, and he's two years younger. Tao looked him up. He's her half-brother.

The team called in backup. They went to his house immediately.

They got to the block and Raydor stopped ahead of the house. She did not want them to see this coming. Once they got confirmation that the car was in the driveway and once their perimeter was set, they started their plan.

Flynn and Provenza got out of the car. "You dumbass. This is not the place."

"This is exactly where the GPS lead us."

"Your GPS is a piece of shit."

"It is not. Maybe your memory is a piece of shit."

They yelled and cursed back and forth.

A man stormed out of the house. "What are you doing here?"

"We're lost."

"Are not? This is where we were supposed to meet. Are you the guy who you know can jailbreak my Xbox? I've been dying to play this game and ..."

"You have the wrong house. You need to leave."

"My guy said you would say that. The passcode is lemon-wedge."

"I don't know any passcode. Just go."

"Come on man. Help a guy out."

"If you don't get out of here," the man flashed a gun in his waistband.

Flynn tackled him to the ground, Provenza grabbed the gun, and the police stormed the house. They caught one suspect by surprise and took her down. The other one was MIA.

"Clear!" Clear" they yelled as they went through the home, room by room. They secured the scene and waited for a search warrant. It arrived, and they tore the house apart.

Sanchez discovered a false wall and knocked it down. Voila, bundled cash. They took pictures and seized it.

"Two down, one to go." Sharon smiled. The end was in sight.

LAX

Brenda pulled into the parking lot. She tightened the belt of her trench coat and briskly walked to meet Fritz. He got off the plane, spotted his wife and approached her. They met at the arrivals section and he embraced her.

"No present," he teased.

"I got you something," she smiled at him. They embraced for a kiss.

When Fritz pulled her into his arms, his hands slipped down to her ass. He was surprised by how well he could feel her through the coat and her clothes. Wait, was she wearing clothes? No way, Brenda did not just pick him up naked. He held her more tightly. Yep, she's naked under there. He smiled and kissed her neck. "This might be a threat to national security."

"Oh you hush." She grabbed his hand, and they went to the car.

Fritz looked left and right. He saw no one. Then, he pulled open the top of Brenda's coat. "Marvelous." He started to kiss her breasts and suck on the nipples. Brenda moaned as he enticed her.

"You must be very excited to see me." He smirked as his hand started to travel up her thigh.

Brenda blushed as his fingers started to prod her clit. "AUUUGH" she gasped as his fingers got to work. He moved quickly in and out of her, knowing exactly where to go to drive her wild. Her whole body blushed for him as he started the build up.

"I can't wait to get you home." Fritz backed out of the parking spot. Brenda quickly readjusted her coat and they were off. Fritz drove like a madman once they were out of LAX and before they knew it, they were home. Fritz carried Brenda to the door. He could get the bags later.

As soon as the door was closed, he pulled off her coat, leaving her standing naked in front of him. He looked her up and down. She was fantastic, her hair falling over her eyes, framing her face perfectly, and her delicate body all there ready for him. He kissed her deeply and then carried her into the bedroom.

Brenda undressed Fritz quickly, tossing his clothes aside. She wrestled with him, pinning him to the bed, and then, she started to kiss him all over. She nipped his thigh, causing him to yelp. She smirked at him and began to tease him, slowly drawing circles on his throbbing head with her tongue. She batted an eyelash or two and began to slowly suck on him.

He squirmed and writhed beneath her. "OHHHH" he groaned as she sped up.

She had him right where she wanted him, forehead sweating, hot and bothered, and she stopped. He had a sad look on his face, and Brenda couldn't help but laugh. She leaned towards him, bracing herself by putting her hands on his shoulders and slowly lowered herself on top of him. She kissed his neck and bit his chest. He grunted, and she began to ride him, slow and easy.

Fritz looked up at her. He didn't want this moment to end. His hands found her hips, and he began fondling her. He loved being able to watch her and touch her.

Brenda began to pick up the pace. It didn't take long for her to elicit a response from Fritz, mostly expletives. "Oh Fuck! Oh Fuck!" His hands grabbed her hips, and he began to match her thrusts.

"Ahhh!" Brenda yelled out as Fritz began thrusting into her. "Give it to me."

Fritz took his cue. He flipped her onto her back and pulled her to the edge of the bed. He left the bed and stood on the floor. He then thrust into her and began to pound.

"Fuck me!" Brenda's eyes rolled to the back of her head. She grunted and growled as he moved faster and harder until she was ready to cum.

It only took a few more thrusts, and then she gushed all over the place. He was almost there, another minute and then he pulled out and shot his load all over her chest and stomach. He collapsed on the bed next to her.

"Welcome home Fritzi!"

"I should leave every week."

Major Crimes

Neither suspect was talking but neither of them had invoked the right of counsel either. Raydor left them to stew. "Now how do I get these jerks to talk."

They heard nothing about the suspect at large. "She seems to be long gone Captain," said Tao.

"How much money was recovered?"

"92,000, and it looks like they bought a bunch of stuff at Target, Walmart, Best Buy."

"That's what's so odd," said Flynn.

"It's odd to spend stolen money?" Provenza was confused.

"It's odd not to lie low for a while. All they had to do was hide the money in a locker somewhere. Keep going to work like nothing happened and then slowly slip away, why leave the body of their accomplice where it would be easily found and drive to a public strip mall where they could be easily spotted."

"That is bizarre," Raydor concurred. She went down to see Morales to see what he could say about the victim.

"I see signs of a struggle. She dug her nails into someone's skin and there were ligature marks on her throat."

"She was strangled?"

"No, someone held her neck and then smashed her had on something. I'm going to go with bathroom sink. I found these bits imbedded in her skull."

"Her head didn't look very bloody."

"It wasn't. Most of the bleeding was internal."

"Time of death?"

"About two hours before we got to the scene."

"Were you able to get any DNA from the fingernails?"

"I took a sample to SID, but that stuff takes time."

"Thanks, Doctor."

Sharon didn't want to wait. She called Agent Howard.

Fritz lied in bed with his wife, not a care in the world.

Ring Ring

"Oh fuck!" He grabbed his phone. "Howard!"

"Hey, Agent Howard. It's Captain Raydor."

"What's up?"

"We have a DNA sample from our victim's killer. Our victim robbed a bank last week and made off with 100k, but SID is taking forever."

"You want me to see if the FBI can rush it."

"Could you?"

"Sure. I'll get Donald to come pick it up."

"You're a peach." Fritz hung up the phone

"Sharon Raydor just called me a peach."

"Is that a compliment or an insult?"

"I have no idea."

Andrea came to the squad room. "No one's talking," Provenza told her.

"Maybe, I can get her to talk." Flynn suggested.

"How, by hitting on her until she gives up?" Sanchez retorted. Everyone snickered.

"She's obviously not the brains of this operation, or else she wouldn't have gone out in public spending large amounts of stolen cash. Maybe she'll roll on her brother."

Raydor came back to the conversation. "Any news from anyone?"

"Flynn thinks he can crack our suspect," Sanchez snickered.

"At least someone thinks he can do something. Flynn take a crack at it."

"Really, Captain?"

"Did I stutter? Go."

Flynn grabbed his notes and headed in the room.

Raydor sent Tao w/ SID to go back to the house and swab the sink looking for blood, also check the pipes, floor, etc.

Everyone else went to the surveillance room to watch.

"Jamie is it?" Flynn began. "I need to read you your rights." Flynn read his Miranda card. Andrea thought it was cute that he still read from the card. It reminded her of 21 Jump Street.

"Do you understand?" He handed her a pen and an understanding/waiver form. She read the form but didn't touch the pen.

"I would hate to see you go away for the rest of your life for a stupid mistake. Stealing cash is one thing, but murder, that's a whole different issue."

Her eyes lit up. "I can understand why a young girl with a lot of debt might be tempted to take some money. No one got hurt during the robbery. Banks have insurance. The job market is rough. You're probably overeducated and under appreciated at your job. I can relate to that. I had to wait tables when I got out of school before I got into the academy. It was miserable. Low wages, crummy tips, angry bosses, ungrateful customers."

"I know, they're the worst."

Flynn slid her the form. She checked both boxes.

"You were a waitress for two years."

"I hated every second of that stupid job."

"But you had to pay off your loans."

"It was such a scam. I paid so much to go to school, just to not be able to find anything worth doing."

"Is that how Sandra felt?"

"Yes. She complained every day."

"And Pam?"

"Her two. The three of us were miserable."

"But you found a way to get out of it didn't you."

She stopped suddenly.

"If you talk to me, I can help you. Robbery is one thing, but murder is a whole different story."

"There was no murder. You said it yourself. No one got hurt in the robbery."

"But someone got hurt after. He showed her Sandra's picture."

"Oh god, why does she look ..."

"Dead. She is dead. Someone killed her last night at about midnight."

"That's not possible. She was fine, she was …."

"Was she with you last night? At your brother's house."

"We all were at first, but then Sandra was gone. My brother said she went to meet with some friends, friends who could help us get a new start somewhere else."

"Did she go to get fake documents for you all?"

"That's what he said. My brother said it wouldn't be long before someone recognized Sandra."

"Because she was the one who actually robbed the bank."

"Yes. I only drove the get away car."

"Where was Pam?"

"She was supposed to set up a safe house for us in Santa Monica. I haven't heard from her in a couple of days."

"So she isn't in LA."

"Oh no. She hasn't been back since the robbery."

"Thank you. You have been a great help."

Flynn left with a smile on his face. He knew he could get her to talk.

"Not bad," Provenza commented as he drank a soda.

"I guess that leaves the brother as our killer," Raydor responded. She notified the Santa Monica police to let them know a bank robbery suspect was int heir mists. She forwarded Pam's information. An FBI agent came to pick up the sample. Tao called. There was blood on the sink, and they took a sample to be tested. Also, part of the sink was missing- like the chips found in her skull. They took pictures of it and a sample of the sink for comparison.

Raydor, armed with all of this information, went into the room with the brother. She took Sanchez with her. She read him his rights and handed him the waiver form and a pen. He said nothing.

"Well, I am sure you're a smart man. You were smart enough to hide the money in a false wall. You were smart enough to get three women to do the robbery for you, so if they got caught, you could duck away, but robbery is the least of your troubles now. So I am going to cut to the chase.

We found Sandra's body. We know she was killed in your bathroom when someone, either you or your sister, strangled her. We got the DNA from her fingernails, so once we get a match from the lab, we will either arrest you or your sister with murder in the first degree. Since this murder was done to prevent Sandra from ratting you out, this is a murder with special circumstances, which means it carries the death penalty. If you sign the waiver and talk to me, the DA will know you cooperated. If not, well, you know what you're up against. He didn't move. She got up to leave.

"Wait!" he yelled. "Wait. I didn't kill no one nor did I plan any robbery. When I got home, my sister, and her friends were at my house. They were giggling acting stupid. Then, I heard about the robbery on tv, but didn't think nothing of it until I saw the cash. I told them to turn it in, but then my sister convinced me to let them hid it here until she left town, so I stashed the cash behind the fake wall. I didn't kill her. My sister must of slammed her head against the sink."

"Thank you very much." Sharon got up and left.

"That's it, Captain. What about the confession?"

"He just confessed. She wasn't strangled like I said. Her head was smashed in like he said. He knew that because he smashed it."

"Good work team. The SMPD are looking for Pam. We're done hear folks. They'll be arraigned, get lawyers, and they can take it from there."

The team scattered. Andrea walked out. Flynn followed her. "Are you busy tonight?"

"I have a cooking class I go to on Thursdays."

"Sounds like fun. What's on the menu?"

"We're making a duck confit and a vegetable souffle. You should come."

"I will." They embraced and kissed in the parking lot. Sanchez and Tao were on their way to their cars when they spotted the love birds.

They didn't notice they had visitors. Flynn's hands found Andrea's ass. "I want you," he hissed into her ear.

"Dessert comes after dinner," she teased as she playfully touched his chest. Tao and Sanchez went home like they didn't see anything.