Greg stood in the kitchen, helping Linda while the rest of the family was watching the football game.

"So why aren't you out there watching," Linda asked, handing Greg a plat.

"Simple I didn't grow up watching football; my mom never let me.

I was the captain of the chess team.

I always wanted to play sports, so I found avoiding them was easier. And well, I don't know anywhere near what they do. I know the rules, but none of the play. If this was a Dodgers game, I would be right in there." Linda patted him on the arm.

"Well, that's never going to happen in this house. Why don't we go in there and I'll explain what I can." Greg smiled at the sound of screaming in the other room.

"Or we could play a game a chess." Linda rolled her eyes.

"No, I learned my lesson. I'm not gonna let you whip the floor with me."

Greg turned the heat up in the car. Alison sat in the passenger's seat as he drove her back to her apartment.

"That was a fun game I'm sorry you didn't have as much fun."

Alison said.

"Football is just something I didn't grow up with." Alison looked over at him.

"If you want, I could help I know Linda was explaining thing but if you want Danny and Jamie off your back." Greg shook his head.

"I have a degree in Chemistry from Stanford I can figure out a game." Alison healed up her hands backing into her seat.

"Alright, sorry, I just wasn't to help." Greg clenched his jaw.

"I don't have to be like your brothers. I don't have to know everything your brothers know."

Greg snapped.

"I know that Greg, I'm not asking you to. I just don't want you to be left out." Her phone rang. "It's Danny. Hello…What!"

She shot to a sitting position. "We are on our way." She hung the phone up. "Turn around Danny, Linda, and the kids were just involved in a shooting. The CSI team is in route." He whipped the car around and turned the lights on.

"Are they alright." Greg asked, glancing over at her.

"He didn't say anything. If they are…" Greg took her hand.

"It will be fine." They pulled up to the scene, "you go find Danny, and I'll get started." She nodded, running over to her brother.

"Are you alright." She asked he gave a small nod.

"Yeah, just get this done quick so I can take Linda and the boy's home." Alison nodded, turning back to the car.

"Alright, let's get this thing prosses." She called to the team that was already working on the car. One of the CSI handed her a clipboard.

"There should be enough blood from the looks of it I'll be able to make a DNA trace." Greg called out. Danny nodded his thanks. "Take the kids home, Danny. Ally and I got this." They spent the next two hours processing the car and then went back to the lab. Greg ran the DNA himself, giving Jackie a call with the results.

Alison walked into her office.

"I don't know what to tell you that what results are."

He yelled into the phone on his desk.

Alison walked over to her computer, pulling up her current case. Greg slammed his phone down.

"If you break at Mac, is going to put you on day shift."

She said, not looking away from her screen.

"Well, if your brother got off my back, I wouldn't have a problem with my phone." Greg growled out.

"What did Danny do this time." Alison glanced over at him.

"The blood from the scene didn't get any hit." Alison tilted her head.

"Did you run it again." Greg glared at her causing her to laugh. "You know you're cute when you're frustrated. I heard you and Adam talking about it in the lab earlier." Greg shook his head.

"I get Danny being mad, but there is nothing that I can do.

These are the results." Alison shook her head.

"I'm sorry I wish there was something I could do." Rested his head on his desk. Alison pushed back from her desk, walking over to him. She held her hand out, hesitating for a second before gently rubbing his back.

"I didn't get anything from the gun. So I'm about to get the same phone call you did." Greg looked up at her.

"Maybe should try calling Jackie." Alison crouched down next to him.

"I tried. She's on hold with someone."

There was a knock-on Greg's door he walked over and found Alison standing there with concert tickets in her hands. He smiled, looking at the tickets.

"Now, why and how did you get those." Alison smiled.

"You have made an amazing effort taking on my interests and the interest of my family. I realized that I haven't really made the same effort, so I got you these, so you could show me what you love." Greg smiled.

"I could have just shown you my coin collection or gone to the mob museum." Alison smiled.

"I can take them back." Greg grabbed the tickets.

"That won't be necessary." He leaned over and kissed her. "I'll get my thing, and we can get going." Alison smiled, grabbing his chin, pulling him down for one more kiss.

"To be clear, I also got us tickets to the Mob Museum.

You know the big wigs in Las Vegas. It's about time you learn about the people my family has been going against for years." Greg smiled.

"Sounds like a wonderful way to spend my time with you."

She got on her tippy toes, kissing him.

"Danny got the guy." Greg smiled at her.

"I know he had me match the DNA to a coffee cup." Alison grabbed his hand.

"I know Danny probably didn't say it, but thank you for everything thing." Greg smiled at her.

"Enough of this mushy stuff, let's get to the concert."