Alison unlocked Jamie's door carrying the casual that Greg helps her make.
"Jamie, It's me. I got the food you asked about." There was no response. "Why did you want Greg to make you something. Do you have company I don't know about?" Alison stuck the food in the fridge with the cooking instructions on top. Shutting the door, she was met with a strange face. Alison jerked back, slamming against the counter. Her heart pounding in her ears. Jamie ran over to her.
"Al this Tara." He reached out to touch her, but she pulled further back. He closed his eyes looked back over his shoulder. "Tara, can you give us a minute." The woman nodded, backing up.
"Sure thing, sorry for scaring you." Alison's whole body was shaking, and she tried to calm her breathing. She was fine.
"Al Tara is staying in the guest room until she can find a place." She closed her eyes, nodding. Taking a deep breath, she straightened, rolling her shoulder.
"Right, sorry, I have to get to work." She moved to pass him. Jamie grabbed her arm, and a small cry escaped her lips. He backed up, letting go of her.
"I'm sorry." Alison nodded, bitting on her lower lip as she ran out of the apartment. She was able to make it into her car before breaking down. She should be past this. Alison pulled out her phone.
"This is Stella." Alison bit down on her lip.
"I'm going to be late." There was a long pause on the other end of the phone.
"I'll let Mac know. Call me if you need anything else." Stella hung up, knowing that Alison couldn't talk.
Greg pressed his lips together as they sat at the dinner table. It had been a long week. The dark circles under his and Alison's eyes showing how little they had been able to get. So neither of them was really paying much attention to the conversations.
"You think he's going to be okay, right," Henry asked Frank. They were talking about the cop that had been shot.
"I think the gunshot's gonna heal faster than the wound of his pride."
"He's far better off than that bodega owner." Nicky set her fork down.
"You say that like Reed's got blood on his hands." Henry took a drink looking at her.
"I make it sound like that because he does."
"Come on, pop, really."
"Every officer who takes that oath is aware that he or she is required to take action if witnessing a crime."
"But he was off duty. Sean nodded. "And he had a kid with him." Frank looked down at his food.
"Both. And if there were a natural human reflex to run toward the fire, there wouldn't be the language that requires that response. But there isn't, so there is." Jack's brow furrowed.
"But he did take action. He called 911."
"That was after the bad guy took off," Henry called down the table. "That's a little late then, pal." Nicky shook her head.
"Yeah, but is there any other job that requires you to be on duty 24/7?" Linda smiled, taking a bit of her food.
"Doctors and nurses are asked to save lives when they are off duty."
"There's no binding obligation to do so." Erin pointed out.
"Hippocratic oath says differently."
"I hear he was a good cop and a good boss," Jamie said. Greg clenched his fork, and Alison elbowed him shaking her head ever so slightly. Henry jumped in before Greg could say something he regretted.
"And I hear that the bodega owner was a well-liked and respected neighbor of that community." Danny finally broke his silence. "In my book, he did the right thing. He protected his family. It's a tragedy about the bodega owner, but family comes first." Greg's eyes shot over at Jamie. He refused to meet his gaze. He focused on his food while Danny and Erin argued about a case. Alison turned, looking at him.
"Can we go?" Her words pulled him out of his anger at Jamie and back at the argument that Danny and Erin were getting into. It was about a vic who killed her attacker. He nodded, pulling his phone out.
"Hey, I'm sorry to do this, but Ally and I have to go. We have a long shift tomorrow." He grabbed his cane, getting to his feet.
"That's never stopped you." Henry called out. Greg met Frank's eyes.
"Well, have a good week, you two."
"We'll do." they walked out to the car.
"I'm sorry we had to leave early," Alison said, getting into the car. Greg tossed his cane in the back.
"It was probably for the best I wanted to dump my glass of water on him then everyone else." Alison rolled her eyes.
"I've been over this. It's not his fault."
"I know I just need time."
There was a knock on the door of Greg and Alison's apartment. Greg rolled off the couch, walking over to the door. Opening it, he stopped.
"Jamie, what are you doing here." Jamie looked down at his feet.
"I need to talk to you, and Alison said you were home." Greg stepped back so that he could enter.
"Do you want anything to drink?" Jamie waved him off, taking a seat at the counter while Greg leaned against the counter. He looked at his hands.
"I'm sorry. I should have told Alison that I had someone at the house. I just…I was home, so I thought that it wouldn't be an issue."
"I know, believe me. I do." Greg ran his hand through his hair. The frustration washing away at the guilt on Jamie's face. "It's not your fault. It's just that she had made it through the week with no nightmares and"
"This set them off again."
"It just means that we need to work through something else. Who was this person anyway." Jamie shifted slightly.
"She was a kid that was homeless. She needed a place to stay, and Eddie wouldn't do it."
"So you thought you would help her out. I'm sure Eddie loved that." Jamie flinched slightly, rubbing his hands together. "What's up, Jamie something's bothering you." Jamie leaned forward on the counter, resting his head in his hands.
"I kissed her." Greg froze, looking at the door, longing for Alison to walk through it.
"The woman that was staying with you." Jamie looked up at that.
"What? No Eddie, I kissed Eddie."
"Oh. Uh, how does that make you feel."
"I don't know it's against the rules to dating your partner."
"Have you told anyone?"
"No, who would I have told anyway's. it's not like I can tell Dad or Danny."
"True, but what are you going to do," Greg asked, taking a sip of his coffee.
"I don't know Greg, I just don't know."
"Well, if you need to talk to someone, you can always talk to me."
