Alison pulled up to the scene but was stopped by the officer standing by the tap.

"Excuse me, but I need to get by." She said, holding up her badge. She had thought that her CSI coat would have Identified her enough.

"You can't be here." He said flatly.

"Care to explain to why." He tilted his head.

"Your brother was Involved with a death off duty." Alison closed her eyes, now spotting IA prowling around.

"I'll call and get another level 3 down here." He gave a nod, and she walked away, pulling out her phone.

"Taylor," Mac answered on the second ring.

"I need someone else to process my scene." He waited a minute.

"What happened, Alison." She took a deep breath.

"Jamie was involved with a death off duty" She took a deep breath. "IA Is all over It, and I can be here."

"I'll send Lindsay. I know you want to be there for him, but I need you to leave the scene." She hung the phone up just as Danny and his partner Jackie pulled up. He spotted her walking.

"Kid, what are you doing here." Alison looked behind her, where the tape was.

"Leaving." He gave a nod.

"You know who I'll be dealing with." She nodded.

"Mac Is sending Lindsay down."

Ally was sitting at her desk, working on a murder when her phone rang.

"Reagan." She said.

"Do you have any information you can give me," Danny ask Alison, stood up and shut the door. Greg was out at a scene, leaving her alone.

"No, and I will do my best to forget, you asked." She said sharply.

"Come on, its Jamie." Alison leaned up against the door.

"Yes, and that's why I'm pretending this conversation isn't happening. If you want IA to let, him go, don't give them a reason to have his job dad's job, your job, and my job." She hissed.

"Glad you are looking out for yourself." Danny spat Alison's blood boiled.

"No, I'm looking out for Jamie, so another case doesn't get through." With that, she hung the phone up. Alison walked back over to her desk, sitting down with a thump. She glanced over at the picture on her desk. Shaking her head, she turned back to her report. She longed to return to that life, but she couldn't. She, like the rest of her family, had to keep moving forward.

Alison sat across from Jamie. He had called her early that morning, wanting to meet with her for coffee. So she sipped on her coffee, waiting for him to decide to talk.

"So why did you call me." Jamie looked at her.

"Because you are involved with the investigation." Alison flinched slightly.

"I'm sorry, I wish…" Jamie held up his hands, stopping her.

"I know you can't get involved, and that's not what I want to talk about." Alison leaned back in her chair, tilting her head.

"Then what's this about." Jamie's leg bounced at the nerves built.

"Syd and I broke up." Alison slowly leaned forward, trying her best not to react.

"Really." She said, letting her eyes fall to her coffee.

"She is taking a job in London." Alison gave a small nod.

"Have you talked to Dad." She glanced up at him.

"No, with everything that is going on, I just don't know what to do." Alison leaned forward, glancing up at the clock behind him. She needed to leave in a few minutes to get on shift.

"Do you need any help in sorting out the wedding." Jamie ran his hand over his face.

"No, we didn't get far enough in the planning to really need to cancel anything." Jamia took a deep breath then looked up at her. "Can you hold this for me until I figure out what to do with it." Jamie held out the engagement ring. Alison took it looking it over.

"It has one of Mom's diamonds in it." Jamie gave a small nod.

"Yeah, that's why I don't know what to do with it." Alison shifted slightly right as her phone went off. Pulling it out, she read the message before looking up at Jamie. He held up his hands. "If you need to go, go. I'm fine." She gave him a long look before heading for the exit. She stopped turning to look at him.

"Call Dad. He would want to know." Jamie gave her a small nod, and with that, she headed off to work.

Alison dished some vegetables onto Sean's plat. He gave her an annoyed look, but she stuck her tongue out at him.

"That's what you get for sitting next to Aunt Al," Linda said, noticing the exchange.

"Everybody, I have an announcement," Nicky called out to them. "I've decided that I want to be the first Female Reagan to become a cop."

"Attagirl," Henry called out.

"Hey, what am I," Alison said, smiling lover at Nicky.

"You don't count. You spent all your time in the lab." Danny called out.

"I didn't hear you complaining about that the last time I had to work one of your crime scenes."

"Was that what that was all about?" Erin snapped at Nicky.

"What…What was all about?" Linda asked.

"Nicky was grilling me about why I became a lawyer instead of a cop," Erin explained the hurt clear in her voice.

"And I appreciate your honesty, Mom," Nicky replied, pulling some more food on her plate.

"Yeah, what'd you tell her, Mom? It's because all of us cops are stupid. And you're such a genius?" Danny teased Erin.

"Yeah, basically." Erin glared at him.

"Again, what am I," Alison said, holding up her hands.

"She said she didn't feel the call," Nicky explained.

"Kind of like being a priest in that way." Frank chimed in with a smile.

"And while I think it would be fun to be a lawyer. I want to carry on the tradition that Great-Grandpa Henry started, and Grandpa passed on to Uncle Danny, Uncle Joe, Aunt Al, and now Uncle Jamie." Nicky said, smiling at them all.

"I want to be a cop too." Seam called out. Linda let out a frustrated groan.

"Come on, am I that bad?" Danny asked, noticing her response. She smiled, leaning over kissing him.

"Mom, is it so sad when Uncle Joe got killed?" Jack asked, causing the mood to shift. She looked down at Frank.

"That's a big part of it, honey." The front door opened and closed as Jamie walked in, bringing a smile to everyone's face.

"Hey, Jamie, we got your favorite—pot roast," Henry called out.

"Sorry, I'm late," Jamie said, sitting down next to Alison.

"No, Sydney?" Linda called down to him, noticing the empty chair.

"No." He said flatly, causing the adults to look around. Alison, however, was looking intensely at her dinner, not wanting to give away that she had information.

"Jamie, your niece, just said that she wants to be a cop," Frank said, changing the topic. "And carry on the family tradition."

"What do you think, Uncle Jamie?" Nicky's smile was only growing the more they talked.

"It's complicated. It's a commitment. It's not just a job; it's your whole life. And you're not just a cop you're a Reagan. In a lot of ways, I didn't know what I was getting into. But I wouldn't trade it." Jamie finished looking at his Dad.

"None of us would, kid," Danny said, glancing over at Alison. She gave a small nod dropping her hands into her lab as they started to shake.

"Well, said son." Frank smiled at him.