Greg made his way over to the scene. He had gotten a call to an ally next to the Reagan family church. Messer ran up to him as he got out of his car.
"Listen, I called Lindsay, and she said she'd take this case for you." Greg looked in the direction of the scene.
"I thought Lindsay wanted to stay in the lab until she had the baby." Messer nodded, looking behind him.
"She does, but she said she could take this one." Greg stiffened as his heart rate picked up.
"Is it Alison?" Greg forced the words out.
"What no…no it's not. It's Danny's serial killer case. Lins and I thought it might be hard for you." Greg swung his bag over his shoulder, shifting his weight on his cane.
"Thanks, but I'll take this one." Greg walked over to the body. Closing his eyes for a moment, he took a deep breath before shoving back his emotions.
"You alright," Messer asked, standing next to him. Greg handed him his cane so he could put it with their stuff. He had gotten pretty good at moving around a scene without putting to much weight on his knee. He could run if he needed it. But he wouldn't be able to walk the next day.
"Yeah, been 2 weeks since her case went back in the stake." Messer patted his shoulder.
"Don't worry, Mac will find her."
"This is my Church!" Danny's voice called out. Greg looked up from his camera, spotting Danny at the entrance to the ally way.
"It's Danielle Levine." Messer said, looking at the ID on her.
"Her mother reported her missing yesterday when she didn't come home from work," Danny walked overlooking over the body.
"She was the one that got away last time." The words were thick in Greg's throat. Danny only then seemed to notice his brother-in-law. He looked down at the girl then walked over to him.
"Are you good? Because I understand needing to walk away. Especially with this." Greg looked down at him.
"No, I'm all in on this one." Danny breathed a sigh of relief.
"Good, we could use you. It looks like he's sending me a message."
"You don't know that." Messer called out.
"We do." Danny crouched down next to the body. "He's back."
Greg sat in the chair next to Danny's desk.
"Everything okay." He asked Danny when he came back from talking to Linda.
"Yeah, she's not taking this well." Greg tilted his head.
"What part." Danny closed his eyes, remembering who he was talking to.
"Sorry, this case me getting hurt last time. She wants me to talk to her shrink." Greg razed his left eyebrow.
"I talked to Alison's." Danny sat down, looking at him.
"Why?" Greg took a deep breath.
"It was helpful for Alison, and it was helpful to me. With Alison's history, there were things that I would do that seemed normal to me. But would cause flashbacks for her. Talking it out made it easier for her to process change." Danny shook his head.
"Thanks for doing that for her." He looked at a note on his desk then set it down. "Got the autopsy results, or are you just eating the candy out of my desk." Greg handed over the file he was holding.
"Syd confirmed that it was Danielle Lavine. Cause of death blunt force trauma to the head, which opened an old wound. He also said she was manually strangled. There are defensive marks around his neck where she tried to get his hands off of her." Danny pressed his lips together.
"Any DNA evidence."
"I ran the skin samples under her nails myself. They matched Thomas Wilder. The guy you that got away from you last time." Danny walked over to the board of evidence.
"It's no coincidence the one girl I talked to ends up dead." Greg walked over, standing next to him.
"How would he know you talked to her." Danny looked at the picture of Thomas.
"Because he's always one step ahead of us."
Greg handed Danny a cup of coffee. Sitting in the chair next to his desk. They had spent all day looking for Thomas. To be honest, it was nice to be able to focus in on a case. Mac had been giving him the quieter cases since he started back at work. He understood why, but it only left him more time to think about what was happening to Alison. Danny slammed his phone down, causing Greg to jump.
"I can't believe this." Greg leaned forward.
"What who were you on the phone with." Danny stood up, grabbing his coat.
"Manhattan Boat Rentals. Thomas Wilder rented a boat under my name." Greg got to his feet.
"Let's get this guy. Where is it docked?" They headed for Danny's car.
"Westside Marine." It didn't take them long to get to the location. Danny looked over at Greg. "You good." Greg pulled his gun from his holster.
"Yeah." They got out of the car. Greg left his cane behind as they made there was over to the boat. "It look's like there's someone on board," Greg said, spotting a shadow move. The door to the lower deck closed. Danny pulled out his radio call in the information. The engine of the boat started up. "You want to wait for backup, Danny." Danny started walking toward the boat.
"You're my backup." They were about half the distance to the boat when it exploded, knocking them to the ground. Danny looked over at Greg, concern on his face. "You alright." He pointed at Greg's leg.
"Yeah," Greg said, pushing up on his elbows. "What do you think to happen." Danny looked back at the boat.
"He wanted an out."
Sunday dinner was quiet. It had been a long week. Danny ended up going to therapy with Linda after the boat explosion. Greg was a no show again. But the big issue was that Frank had gone to talk at Nicky's University and had been shut out before he could give his speech.
"I just wish that they let you talk," Nicky said, looking at Frank.
"I know, and I knew going in that this was probably going to happen." He reassured her.
"You did your best, Dad." Erin said, smiling. The silence returned to the table.
"A cop and a lawyer walk into a bar. What do you get." Henry said, trying to get the conversation going.
"A Reagan fight." Greg said. They all turned to find him standing in the doorway. "Sorry, I'm late." Frank smiled, pointing to his seat. Greg limped over to his spot, leaving his cane against the wall. His eyes landed on Alison's chair before lowing into his seat.
"How's the leg?" Henry asked, pointing at Greg's knee.
"Well, considering the week I had, it's not bad." Greg took a bit of his food. Being careful not to mention the boat incident in case Linda didn't know about it. "The doctor doesn't think I'll ever be able to fully get rid of considering the damage that was done."
"Well, that way you can smack some sense into Danny with your cane." Jamie smiled.
"Come on, he hasn't done that," Danny said, lifting his hands.
"Yet." Erin took a sip of her drink. The family laughed.
"Is she ever coming back?" Sean asked.
"Sean!" Danny called out, looking over at Greg. Greg didn't lookup. He could feel the family staring at him. Taking a deep breath, he turned in his chair, looking at Sean.
"I don't know." He looked up at Danny. The face of the girl that was killed filling his mind. Danny gave a small nod. "But I know that your Aunt is the strongest person I know. If anyone could come back to use it would be Ally." Henry reached over, patting his hand.
"That's right. We just have to have a little faith."