Alison sat across from Jamie in the small coffee shop.

"How's it going." She smiled, taking a sip. He looked up from his coffee, and she winced. "That bad." Jamie nodded.

"Captains breathing down my neck because the Commissioner called him out on how he handled the incident the other day." Jamie tossed his hands in the air. "He even accused me of feeding information to him from the inside." Alison burst into laughter. Then seeing the unamused look on Jamie's face, she covered her smile with her hand.

"Oh Jamie, I'm sorry. But come on, anyone that knows you or Dad would know how crazy that idea would be."

"Captain didn't see it that way."

"It's the 2-9 everyone is shoving the blame to the other." Jamie frowned at her.

"Don't talk about my house that way." Alison held up her hands.

"Sorry old habits. How's Eddie doing? I saw she was one of the cops that were being harassed." Jamie took a sip of his coffee.

"She didn't really say much to me. I think that she was just frustrated. Considering everything that happened, she was trapped between a rock and a hard place."

"I know the Commissioner hated seeing cops just run like that, but I couldn't really see any peaceful alternative." Alison said.

"It looked like the people were batting them. Almost as if they wanted them to engage."

"Considering they all had their phone out, Jamie, I wouldn't be surprised."

"But they were breaking the law." Jamie pointed out. Alison looked out the window.

"I can't say what I would have done considering that I work at the lab. I think that Eddie made the best choice she could given the situation she was in."

"And if I wasn't a Sargent in her house, I would leave it at that, but I'm not. I'm in the chain of command." Alison watched as people walked by the window, letting her mind drift.

"If you're going to chew her out, just remember. We have Sunday dinner this week, and if she backs out, It's my turn to cook."

Greg looked up when there was a knock on the door to his office.

"Hey, Erin, what's up." Erin walked overlooking around.

"Is Alison here." Greg raised his left eyebrow.

"No, she's having coffee with Jamie. Did you need to talk to her?" Erin waved her hands, sitting down across from him.

"No, I need a favor." Greg leaned forward on his desk.

"We have that one trial that's coming up, but that's a straightforward, organized crime case. But that wouldn't need any favors. I'm assuming that this has nothing to do with the other cases I'm working on because you're not the ADA assigned to them." He titled his head. "Unless they asked you to talk to me for them. Which is something that you would never do because that would go against your code. I haven't looked at the defense lawyers, but given the nature of the cases, it can't be a favor for Jack because he wouldn't take cases like this. So sure, what do you need?" Erin looked around then pulled out a Ziplock bag with a spoon in it.

"I need you to run this." She said, handing it over. Greg looked at the bag.

"A spoon."

"Yes, that the spoon that Nicky's new boyfriend used at the restaurant." Greg looked up at that.

"Erin, you stole a spoon from a restaurant, and now you want me to run a DNA check on Nicky's boyfriend." Erin waved her hands.

"No, I paid for the spoon, but I still need you to check the DNA." Greg set the bag down.

"Okay, I'll bit. Why do you want me to check out this guy?"

"He's way older than Nicky, and I just don't have a good feeling about him."

"Nicky has gone out with men older than her before."

"He's 30."

"Oh." Greg nodded his head. "That's what an 8-year age gap. I mean, it's not like he's going to be immature." Erin laughed.

"Oh, you would think they're just so cute it makes me sick. I mean, the guy's name is Nicolas, but he goes by Nicky." Greg winked.

"Now that's a little weird, but hey, we all go through that when we meet someone we like."

"You and Alison didn't." Greg looked up at that.

"We did just not in a traditional way. You could always just call him by his last name." Erin looked at him.

"Papadopoulos, I don't think so." Greg went tense.

"Are you sure?" Erin squinted her eyes.

"Yes, why." Greg crossed his arms.

"Because I don't need to run DNA on him, I already have a file on his family. And his uncle is"

Alison was heading down the hallway of the lab when Mac came running up to her.

"Al Greg, a car and enough gear for 3 shifts." Alison froze, looking around the hallway.

"What's going on." Mac pointed at one of the TV in the lab.

"The Commissioners decided to round up everyone that committed a crime in the Beamed Complex," Mac explained.

"it's going to take most of the lab to clear it. I want to get those apparent opened back up to the innocent people that live there as fast as possible. I called in other shifts, but it might not be enough. The whole building is being sectioned off." Alison pinched the bridge of her nose.

"Does this have anything to do with the tape of the cops being harassed?"

"Considering they lived in that apartment, there's no doubt in my mind." Alison nodded.

"Alright, I'll give Nicky a call and see if she can pick Ethan up at the daycare. Is Greg coming to the scene?" Mac shook his head.

"No, I need a Level three to stay here help run the lab since most of the Level threes will be in the apartments." Alison nodded, her mind slowly wrapping around what would be happening over the next few days.

"I should be good to go in 10 minutes."

"Stella Is going with you. I'm taking Adam. Messer and Lindsay are already at the scene." Mac looked back over at the TV. "I sure hope this was worth it."

Greg took a sip of his coffee as he listened to Danny explain why he shut his son Jack's mean plan off. Apparently, he had been skipping classes or something. In all honestly, both Greg and Alison were mainly sleeping through the mean. Ethan Grabbed his arm, pointing at the basket of rolls informant of him, and Greg smiled, handing one over.

"Don't you think that's a bit harsh," Erin asked.

"I mean, skipping classes is part of the college experience."

"I didn't skip any classes." Alison chimed in while hiding a yawn.

"That's not what I mean, Al. it's just not the end of the world if he does."

"If he wants to be a Chemical Engineer, then I wouldn't recommend starting the habit now," Greg said while he cut a piece of Ethan's meat for him.

"I think it's great what you're doing." Eddie said, smiling and Danny."

"You do." Frank Asked.

"Yeah," She turned to look at him. "My dad didn't care at all what I did, and I got away with a lot of things I probably shouldn't have."

"I'm not sure Jack would agree," Nicky said.

"Maybe not now, but one day.' Eddie said.

"Yeah," Jamie nodded his head. "I like that. I think that's right." Erin leaned forward in her chair so she could look at him.

"Are you kidding me? You hated how strict Dad was with us." Danny shook his head.

"He wasn't even strict with him. He was too worn out from being strict with me, you, and Joe all the time. He and Al go away with murder." Frank strained in his chair.

"I don't think I was that strict with any of you. I would have my reaction, and then your mother would have me cut it in half." Erin pointed her fork at him.

"I don't even want to know about the half that was left out."

"You want to talk about strict that one wrote the book," Frank said, pointing at Henry. They all turned to look at him.

"Spare the rod, spoil the child. I say good for you." Danny nodded him thank you to Henry.

"And I say consider cutting it in half," Frank said.

"I'm glad I was a good kid." Alison said, smiling. Greg spotted a shadow cover the family for a moment. That good kid was trusted to go to a party and didn't come back.

"I was not," Greg said. "I mean, I use to make bombs."

Alison and Greg walked into their apartment.

"Do you want a cup of coffee," Greg asked as Alison took Ethan upstairs to bed.

"No, I haven't gotten a full night's sleep all week. The cots at the lab need to be replaced." Greg smiled, following her upstairs.

"The one I got had a spring out." Alison snickered, looking down at Ethan, who was asleep in her arms.

"Mine had a hole in the middle that my butt was falling through." Alison laid Ethan in his bed. Greg wrapped his arms around her, and they looked down at their son. "I think it's safe to say that we all are going to have a better night's sleep in our own beds."

"Did you hear that the guy that filmed the cops was a murder," Greg asked as they walked down the hall to their room?

"Yeah, Mac told me."

"I glad Eddie recognized him, and he didn't get away." Alison tossed her covers into her shoe bucket.

"Yeah, I just wish it didn't have to be done this way." She turned, looking over at him. "Oh, I meant to ask you, is there a reason there's a spoon in a bag on your desk at the office." Greg laughed.

"Yeah, Erin brought it by for me to look into Nicky's boyfriend."

"Did you." Greg shook his head.

"No need. The guy was getting close to Nicky because Erin is prosecuting his uncle next month. Nicky set him up and caught him looking through fake case notes." Alison winced.

"That had to hurt." Greg shrugged his shoulders.

"She was on top of things; there isn't must you can get mad about that. I just hope that Ethan will be like her." Alison smiled.

"What you don't want to have to cut off his meal plan because he's skipping classes." Greg walked over to her.

"No, I just don't want him to have to spend his freshman year with no eyebrows like I did."