A/N: sorry this is late i thought that i already posted this.

Danny walked up to the large apartment building. Alison walked over to him, shaking his hand.

"Hey, what do we got." He said as Jackie joined them.

"Four packing none shot. Two neighbors heard a commotion. Then it all broke loss with gunfire." Alison said, looking over her notes.

"Any shell casing," Jackie asked.

"Yeah, but all the witnesses said they hear something like police don't move," Alison added while she walked him through the scene.

"No surprise, none of them stop given the neighborhood."

Danny walked over to the window where they had escaped. Greg was on the fire escape. Danny spotted something strange,

"Hey Sanders, what's that." Greg looked where Danny was pointing the flashlight.

"It looks like Kevlar," Greg called up.

"Thanks." Danny ducked back in, pulling out his phone. Alison walked over to him.

"What is it, Danny." She asked he looked at her.

"I can't talk about it now. But it's big." Alison paled, walking away, calling out to the other CSI, trying to prevent anyone from hearing him talk.

Alison walked into the house where the other Reagan's greeted her.

"I take it this has something to do with the case." She asked, looking her family over.

"I don't want to hear you spout about keeping the evidence clear. These guys could be who killed Joe." Danny shouted at her. She reached into her bag.

"I brought my report." Alison pulled out a file. She handed it over to her Dad. "We think that the glove was dropped while pulling the gun. Instead of leaving by the window, Greg found evidence that shows the window as the entrance for two, and the others came through the door."

She sat down next to Jamie.

"We talking to IA," Henry asked Frank. Frank didn't look at him. "Not even Bellow. Why not?"

"I trust Alex, but he won't know if the Blue Templar has eyes and ear over there." Alison looked up at that. The Blue Templar was a secret group inside the NYPD. Jamie was helping the FBI gather evidence. He had only told the family about it yesterday when he was almost killed. Someone had cut the breaks in his car. Now the family was helping him bring them down.

"But you can't handle this on your own, Dad," Erin said.

"I'm not going to I have you, and I have Danny and Alison.

We can trust Mac and Flack. What about Detective Curatola." Danny gave a nod defending his partner.

"She's solid."

"What about me," Jamie said.

"I know this is going to be hard for you, Jamie, but they do have eyes and ears on you. So, for now, you have to go about your business like its any other day.

"So what we have nine, and how many men and women in the NYPD?"

Erin said the reality of what they were doing building.

"10" They all looked at Alison. "We have Greg too. I trust him."

Frank gave a small nod.

"Ten. But for now, we are going to keep this as a minimum. We don't know how high or how deep this infection spreads. So this needs to stay in house."

Mac walked up to the Commissioner's house knocking on the door.

Henry opened it.

"Mac, come in." He led him into the dining room—computers and files spread over the table. Mac looked over at Frank.

"What's going on." Frank walked over to him.

"The blue templar is compromised." Mac gave a small nod. "They killed Joe."

"Then let's get them."

Alison walked into Greg's office. She knew that she could trust most of the people at the lab, but there were some day shift people there. She didn't know them as well. Mac had offered to do this, but he was helping her Dad and Erin with the rest to the evidence.

"Hey, want to go get dinner sometime this week." Alison shut the door and pulled the blinds.

"Greg, I'm going to tell you something, and you need to take it to your grave." He stood up and walked over to her.

"Ally, what is it." She took a deep breath.

"I need you to help me run some evidence, and I need you to do it yourself. My Dad thinks that there is a group of bad cops that have infected the NYPD. We need to collect evidence, and you're the only one here that can do it." He nodded.

"What do you need." She smiled.

"These guys killed my brother I need them nailed."

Alison and Greg got out of the car, pulling their guns.

Her Dad had called and asked them to give some backup. Mac, Flack, pulling up with them. The Blue Templar was getting out of town, and they needed to act fast.

"Let get these guys," Alison said.

"Are you okay to do this," Greg asked, she looked at him.

"There's no place I'd rather be." The two joined her brothers and Father.

"Let do this," Danny said. They went in guns drawn. First, Danny followed closely behind by Greg. Alison and Jamie went right while Frank walked in behind them.

There were about 20 dirty cops that filled the room. Greg pushed the guys up against the table with Danny and Jamie cuffed them. Alison stood next to her father, doing her best to keep her mouth shut.

"Alex, you... I did not see." Her father said, looking at the IA head.

"That was maybe the hardest part of Frank getting over on you."

"I won't ask why there are millions of reasons in those bags, but how could you look at me." Alex stared at Frank while Jamie cuffed him.

"Your trust was my insurance." Frank turned, walking in front of the corrupt cops.

"Before I take your shields, there is a question I want answered." He paused, looking at all of them. "Which one of you killed my son?" His words met with silence. He walked over to counter, knocking all the bottles and glassed to the groundbreaking them. "I'll ask again who shot my boy?" His voice quivered slightly.

"Just so you know." Sunny on of the cops said. "It's not like he wasn't warned." Alison moved to take a step toward him, but Flack grabbed her arm, stopping her. Sunny stepped away from the table. "Just like the rookie over here again and again. But you people, you just don't take a hint, do you." He counited, walking toward Frank his hands up.

"Not from you, we don't." Jamie spat out at him.

"For what its's worth… I'm sorry. It was nothing personal against Joe." Danny razed his gun.

"It was personal to us." Frank walked over to him as Sunny pulled out his gun, pressing it to his chin. Frank stopped looking at him.

"We all die, son, it's just a question of when." Sunny looked around then. Just as he moved to point the gun at Frank, he dropped to the ground dead. Frank turned to find Greg was the one that had shot the killing blow. He gave him a small nod.

"Call a bus," Mac said, looking over at Frank.

"Danny," Frank said.

"Sir."

"Take their shields." He said before leaving the room.

Alison sat at the kitchen table, folding napkins.

"I could help." She offered watching the family make the meal.

"You stay right there. We don't want you getting anywhere near our food." Alison rolled her eyes.

"I'm a good cook." She protested.

"Tell that to the last three times you cooked and made something inedible," Jamie said, smiling at her.

"It's not my fault that I accidentally mixed two recipes who writes them." She did her best to defend herself, but it was true she couldn't cook.

"Your hand stop shaking yet," Danny asked Jamie, who was tossing the salad. He held up his hand to check.

"Yeah, almost." He had to fire his gun last shift before everything that happened.

"My prayer for the three of you is you never have to fire your weapon in the line of duty again," Frank said, cutting the turkey.

"Paperwork is murder," Jamie said.

"Right, can't you do something about that commissioner."

The boys headed into the dining room.

Frank looked over at Alison.

"How's Greg doing." She stood walking over to him.

"His's fine we haven't really talked since that night.

He wants to wait until the shooting is cleared." Frank gave a small nod.

"That's probably for the best what are you thinking." She gave a small smile.

"That I miss him, and I can't wait till this can all be put behind us."

Alison stood next to Jamie, looking at the three graves.

Erin put flowers on Joe's then gave one of the flowers to their Dad.

"Down these mean streets, a man must go who is not himself mean, who is neither tarnished nor afraid," Frank said.

"Raman Chandler," Henry said, recognizing the quote.

"His definition of a Hero. Could have been talking about Joe." They made their way back to the house for their Sunday meal.

"Look what the cat drug in," Danny said, pointing at the step. Linda followed his gaze seeing Greg sitting on the snow-covered step.

Danny moved to get out, but Linda grabbed his arm.

"Wait, let's just see what he wants." Danny looked at her.

"Whatda think I'm doing." She pointed out the window, and he saw Alison slowly walk up to him.

"Hey stranger, what are you doing here." She said to him. Greg stood up.

"I was cleared about an hour ago and had to come to see you. You weren't here, so I waited." Alison nodded.

"We were at the cemetery." Greg's eyes shot to the cars where the others were waiting.

"I should have called I'm sorry I should go." He moved to leave, but she grabbed his arm.

"Don't go, please, I really wanted to see you today." Greg smiled.

"I did too. I wanted to talk to you about something, but it can wait." Alison grabbed his hand, looking up into his dark eyes.

"Greg, talk to me." Greg closed his eyes.

"This is not how I wanted this." Alison paled.

"What Greg." Greg took a deep breath then looked into her eyes.

"Alison, you are the strongest person I know. You trusted me with your secret then again with the Blue Templar. You are smart and funny. Even if you're a Yankees fan. Over the last year, I have grown to love you." He got down on his knee. "Alison Mary Reagan, would you do me the honor of becoming my wife." Alison gasped, pulling her hands to her mouth.

"Greg, are you sure." Her eyes were watery.

"I have never been more sure." Alison smiled, nodding her head.

"Yes…Yes, I'll marry you." Greg stood up, hugging her, spinning her around. He set her down, kissing her. A car horn went off. They pulled back, looking in the direction of the noise.

"That's enough, you two," Danny called out at them. Greg laughed.

"You better listen, or he won't ever let us get married."

Greg bent over and kissed her.

"I'm willing to risk it. I can take him" She smiled up at him.

"I'll even help you hide the body."