Alison pulled up another file on the victim's computer. It belonged to a high school girl whose body was found in a dumpster. So far, there wasn't anything on the computer that could given them anything. Considering she had been missing for over a year also didn't help the investigation. There was a knock on the door to the computer lab. Glancing over, she smiled at Stella taking her headphones out.

"What's up? I'm almost finished with this computer." Stella nodded.

"Got a call from the lobby. Erin's on her way up." Alison tilted her head.

"Why did they call you." Stella pointed at her ear.

"Because someone didn't hear their phone ringing." Alison Glanced at the phone next to her.

"Oh, I muted it."

"Why would you mute it."

"Because this extension is mixed up with IT, I kept getting called about printers and fax machines. So, Adam and I muted it."

"Well, unmute it. I'll see if we can get the extension changed in the meantime. Erin is in your office." Alison nodded. Locking the laptop up, she headed to her office. Opening the door, she found Erin looking at the family picture on her desk.

"I suppose we will have to get another one taken now that Eddie and Jamie are getting married," Erin said, not looking over at her.

"It will be strange since it will be the first official one without Linda." There was a long pause of silence. "What bring you here." Erin set the picture down, turning around.

"Do you know what happened to an assault case about 7 months back? The girlfriend of a sport's agent was testifying against him on assault." Alison walked over to her desk, pulling up the report on her computer.

"Yeah, the prosecutor dropped the case." Erin sat in the chair across from her.

"Why, how flimsy was the evidence."

"The evidence was solid, Erin. The prosecutor could have easily got a conviction. But they backed out." Erin leaned forward.

"Do you know why?" Alison closed the file.

"From what I was able to tell. Someone got him to drop it." Erin paled.

"Do you know who?" Alison shook her head.

"No, I wasn't able to get that. The prosecutor wouldn't really talk about it, and there wasn't anything I could do about it."

"You could have come to me." Alison raised her eyebrow.

"I can't come to you every time a prosecutor drops a case that I worked."

"But this…" Alison held up her finger, stopping her.

"This is not the first solid case that was dropped, and it won't be the last." Erin nodded.

"Can you get me a copy of the file? I want to look over it before I talked to the prosecutor." Alison nodded.

"Sure, thing let me know if you need anything." Erin walked toward the door.

"I'll need you to testify."

Greg made his way down 2-9 station. Mac sent him down to pick up some evidence while waiting for some test to run at the lab. He adjusted his crutch before rounding the corner to the 2-9'd sergeant desk. He stopped at the sight of Jamie.

"SCI Sander's what brings you here." His brother-in-law asked, glancing up from his report. Greg looked around before moving closer.

"Well, I thought I was here to pick up evidence, but now that I see you here, I'm concerned that I might be lost." Jamie smiled, sticking his hand out for him to shake. Greg adjusted his crutch taking it.

"Not lost, just haven't gotten a chance to tell you about the new house." Greg nodded.

"Alison told me about you getting promoted to Sargent, but she didn't tell me that you got Messer's old house." Jamie smiled.

"After being here a few days, I can see why he went back to the lab." Jamie shook his head. "Anyway's what brings you here."

"I need to pick up some evidence."

"Why didn't you just have an officer bring it to the lab." Greg shifted slightly.

"Because Mac doesn't like it when 2-9 officers bring over evidence."

"Why."

"Because before Messer got her, there were a few occasions when the seals were damaged, and evidence was compromised."

"Anything that was reported." Greg shook his head.

"No, nothing that big. So, for bigger cases or more sensitive evidence, he tries to have one of us stop by and get it. That stopped when Messer got placed here, but he left, so Mac started it back up. I'll let him know that you got placed here." Jamie shook his head.

"You might want to keep up the protocol at least a little while longer."

"Is it that bad?"

"I'm afraid so," Jamie said. Greg nodded.

"Best of Luck. See you Sunday." Jamie smiled.

"Thanks. Oh, and Greg. Eddie's making lasagna. for Sunday dinner." Greg laughed.

"I'll give Ally the head's up."

Alison pushed her food around her plate. She hated lasagna. She didn't know why she just always had. She caught Erin and Danny trying to hide laughs behind coughs. The entire family was really enjoying seeing her suffer. Eddie, however, had no idea what was going on.

"This Lasagna is Great Eddie," Henry said, glancing over at Alison.

"It's the only thing I know how to make," Eddie said, watching Alison take a bit. Erin lifted her napkin to her mouth to hide the smile that was stretching across her face. Alison forced the food down with water smiling at Eddie.

"Everything's Great, Eddie, but next time, you know, you can delegate. We do believe in the division of labor here." Frank said. Eddie had made the entire meal, not letting anyone help her in the kitchen.

"Yeah, and it's so good I almost wouldn't mind dish duty." Sean said, smiling. Eddie waved her hand.

"That's okay, Sean; it's okay; I can clean up."

"You've done enough beside Sean likes to wear the apron," Nicky said, handing the roll basket down to Alison. Danny, however, took it, setting it down in front of him. Alison wanted to strangle him, but Greg was in the way. Eddie thankfully didn't notice this exchange.

"You've all been so welcoming to me, and I just want you to know I'm really grateful." Danny tapped his fork on his plate.

"Yeah, I think this would be a perfect time to call a code blue." Jamie looked up from his food.

"I don't think that's necessary."

"Ah, it's gonna happen sooner or later," Henry said. Danny smiled, looking over at Frank.

"That's right, Dad."

"How long do you think she will last," Greg asked, keeping his voice low as Frank started complementing the lasagna to try to avoid the code blue.

"Longer than you, for sure." She said back, erring her a glare.

"I'm gonna call a code blue," Danny called out.

"What's a code blue," Eddie asked in confutation.

"It's where we talk about your wedding," Erin said

"Jamie tells us that you want this big church to do," Henry said. "With all the bells and whistles." Eddie smiled.

"Oh, I don't remember saying that." Erin nodded her head.

"That's great. We're going to need a huge venue for the reception." Eddie looked around the table.

"How big."

"Huge. I mean, the conditioner guest list alone is gonna be a couple hundred people, right, dad." Danny asked. Eddie shook her fork.

"Jamie and I haven't made any firm decision."

"But that's what family is for," Henry called out. Eddie looked over at Alison.

"You two didn't have that big of a wedding, I feel." Alison looked at Greg, smiling.

"Because my abductor was still out there, so this is our chance to finally do a big wedding." Danny leaned forward, looking at Alison. Making sure she was okay before he continued.

"That's right, Al. So, this will have to be big. But don't worry, we will be there every step of the way." Erin leaned forward.

"You're going to look so beautiful in Mom's dress." They all called out in agreement as Eddie's smiled slowly slipped from her face. She looked at Jamie.

"Mom's dress."

"The train's kinda long, but once you get moving, you'll get used to it." Danny cut Jamie off point at Eddie.

"This dress is made for you."

"Wait till she sees the wedding vale," Greg said, followed by another roar of agreements from the family.

"Stop!" Eddie called out. they all stopped looking at her. "I'm glad you're all very excited, but this is my wedding." She looked at Jamie smiling. "Ours. And we're gonna make all the decisions: the flowers, the guest list, dress, band, menu, all of it. Your job," She looked at Frank nodding her head. "All due respect is to show up and have a blast. If anybody can't live with that, I'll send you pictures." They all glanced at each other before clapping their hands.

"Beat your time Sanders," Danny called out.

"To be fair, my opinion on the wedding didn't matter in the first place."

"But you were willing to wear a kilt." Greg held up his hands.

"As long as at the end of the day I was married to Alison, I would have worn a chicken suit to the wedding." Eddie looked between them.

"Did I miss something?"

"Reagan family tradition," Danny explained.

"Not our kindest," Frank noted.

"You see, anyone that marries into the family always starts on their best behavior," Erin said.

"Which gets old fast," Henry said. Danny nodded, passing the rolls to Alison.

"Yeah, so we call a code blue. We come up with something that's gonna be a sensitive topic for you, then bust your chops about it till your head explodes, which yours just did." Danny smiled, taking another bite of the lasagna.

"Yeah, and your tantrum was way better than Linda's or Greg's and especially Jack's." Eddie hit Jamie in the arm.

"I can't believe you didn't tell me."

"A spouse to be is sworn to secrecy." Henry nodded.

"We don't stand on ceremony here. We tell each other the truth. Sometimes the hard truth, but it's all done with love." Frank smiled at her.

"And you're part of that now, Eddie." Eddie eyed them all.

"Hmm. So, you're saying you don't care if I can cook as long as I can fight?"

"Yeah, or we would have never kept Al," Danny said.

Alison sat on the couch, tipping on her laptop. She was still coming upshot on the dead girl's computer. She ran her hands through her hair.

"Still having issues," Greg asked, setting a cup of coffee on the table next to her. She shut it, setting it to the side.

"I just don't get it. It's almost like someone scrubbed the laptops." Greg sat down next to her.

"Is that possible?" He asked, taking a sip of his own coffee. She reached over, grabbing her cup.

"The person that took her might have sent an email with a link. But to clean it to this extent." She shook her head, taking a sip wincing slightly at the hot coffee burning her tongue. "This person isn't an average Jo. It complicates."

"Would you know how to do it?" Alison looked over at the computer biting her lip.

"Yes. The thing is that you can't be direct about it, or the girl would get subspinous and tell someone. It would have to be done in a way that wouldn't raise any red flags." Greg let out a deep breath.

"You'll find them."

"Hopefully before they find another body." Greg tilted his head.

"You think that there's going to be another one." Alison took a deep breath.

"When someone's this good, they don't stop at one."