Alison was walking around, taking pictures before heading over to her sister.

"You touched his bag." She asked.

"Yeah, he set it down while we were talking and forgot to pick it up. That's why I followed him." Erin said.

"Were you wearing gloved? If not, then I will need your prints."

Ally said, smiling.

"I was wearing gloves and very funny." Alison held her hands up.

"I didn't get where I am today by not being thorough.

If I give you a pass, then who to say I won't give Danny a pass the next time he does something dumb." Danny rolled his eyes.

"Alright, you have your answer now get going," Danny said, waving her away.

Alison and Greg were making dinner at her father's house.

Linda had to help out at a function and was tired. Erin had this case. So Alison volunteered, but thankfully for everyone's sake, Greg said he would help her.

"I think this needs more salt," Alison said, standing by the pot a wooden spoon in her hand. Greg looked up from where he was cutting some vegetables.

"Step away from the pot." He said, pointing at her.

"Make me." She folded her arms. Greg set the knife down, running toward her. She squealed, running away. He caught her and spun her around the kitchen, laughing.

"Greg let me go I can't breathe." She said, laughing.

"Not until you promise not to mess with the stew. That stew is a Hojem family recipe." Ally gasped in between laughs.

"Alright, Alright, I promise." He set her down, kissing her on the forehead.

"Now why don't you cut the vegetables. That way, your Irish blood won't ruin my Norwegian cooking."

Alison rolled her eyes. Someone cleared their throat. Looking, they saw Erin standing in the doorway.

"Sorry to interrupt. We were just wondering when dinner would be ready." Greg blushed straightening his shirt.

"In about 20 minutes, so the table can be set," Greg said.

"If my assistant finishes cutting the vegetables." Erin gave Alison a look.

"hurry up. We're getting hungry. And remember, there's no shame if you want us to order pizza."

She said, heading back out. Greg walked over to the pot, and Alison started cutting the vegetables.

"How is Erin doing," Greg asked.

"Alright, this thing with Danny is getting frustrating for her. I will probably have to testify at some point. I don't think that this will be a very fun meal." Greg nodded.

"I don't blame her. She is going against one of the best cops in the city and now has to have dinner with him." Alison nodded.

"It's not Danny's fault. He, like us, follows the evidence." Alison pointed out.

"True." The two finished cooking and took the food out to the table.

"This looks great, Greg, thank you," Linda said.

"Your welcome I couldn't have done it without Ally. She did an excellent job cutting the vegetables and watching the food cook."

He said, smiling Ally jabbed him in the side.

"It's not my fault that you didn't let me do anything." The table seemed the die down as Danny and Erin started to go at it.

"Well, it comes down to it; you are both following the evidence; it is just taking you in a different direction. Leave the motive out and look at the big picture." Alison said.

"You stay out of this I don't have the luxury of just showing the jury the evidence I have to give them a motive." Erin snapped.

"But the motive is all conjecture unless you have a confession.

Let the evidence speak, and the rest will come out." Alison said.

"I don't think you understand." Jamie said, "It's more complicated than that Erin has to convince people without a reasonable doubt that the woman did it."

"And Danny is making that all the harder," Erin said.

"Yes, but that doesn't give her the right to discredit Danny's skills. If she discredits him now who will believe him later when he is on the other side." Alison shot back.

"Thank you, Al.," Danny said, between a mouth full of food.

"Alright, Danny, you and Erin are doing the dishes. Al, you and Jamie are washing the cars." Henry said. Alison's mouth dropped open.

"But its freezing outside," Jamie said.

"I then I suggest you better work fast." Henry replied, "And Greg, no helping." Greg held up his hand.

"I don't think that's going to be a problem.