Alison sat at her computer answering emails when the door to her office opened. She smiled at Lindsay.

"Hey, you get that report I sent you."

"Yeah, Al, but that not why I'm here. I was on my way into the lab and found someone pacing in front of the building." Lindsay stepped back, allowing Eddie to walk into the office. Alison nodded her thanks, and Lindsay left, closing the door.

"What's up," Alison asked, leaning back in her chair. Eddie shifted slightly before taking the seat across from her. Alison took a deep breath; the two of them hadn't talked alone since she had told Greg about the other man. "Does this have anything to do with what you told Greg?" Eddie's eyeshot up at that.

"No, I have a hunch about a case, but the detective isn't listening to me, and I thought I could go to Erin, but she needs more than my gut." She blurted out. Alison picked up her pen, the tension leaving her shoulders.

"Things like this have happened before. What's bugging you this time." Eddie looked at her hands.

"I tried talking to the daughter on my own time. Her dad caught me telling me never to come near her again." Alison tapped her pen on her lip.

"Seems reasonable. I wouldn't want some stranger talking to Ethen." Eddie leaned forward.

"He apparently showed up at Erin's office."

"Let me guess, Erin showed up at your work and read you the right action."

"I know I normally would be pushing this hard, but something is going on here. I just can't seem to shake this feeling that they're hiding something. It wouldn't be so bad if Jamie didn't agree with her."

"I mean a having you go talk to her off the clock could complicate things. Even if she confessed you being off dirty." Alison said, making a waving jester with her hands. Eddie stood up.

"I should have known that you would be on her side," Eddie said, heading for the door. Alison reaching into her top draw shooting her marshmallow gun at the door. Eddi turned around, looking at her. "Your instincts aren't like mine. They are like Messer's. We get her the evidence." Alison held up her finger, smiling. "Legally."

Greg walked over to Danny.

"Hey, what's going on. Your text said urgently." Danny pointed at the computer Adam was working on. A kid on his way to school got shoved into the back of a car.

"Delgado is set to testify tomorrow, and one of his sons got grabbed." Greg rested his forearm on the pillar next to the desk.

"You're telling me that DEA didn't think to protect his kids. He's testifying against the biggest drug cartel in North America."

"Guy's I got it Corner of Riverside and 166th."

"Hey, you going to tell me who told Delgado not to testify." A man in a suit called out.

"No, but to be fair, you left his kid out to dry," Danny called back at the agent grabbing his coat.

"Just like you left your wife out." Greg turned around, ready to punch him, but Danny grabbed his arm.

"it's not worth it."

"It sure would've felt good. Let's go get that kid back."

Greg road with Danny, and it wasn't long before they were at the location Adam had found them. There was a car parked on the side of the road. Greg pulled his hood up to fight back the rain.

"This doesn't look good, Danny," Greg called out as they walked over to the clearly abandoned car.

"Let take a look before we jump to conclusions." They opened the back of the car, confirming that it was empty. Greg pointed his flashlight at some dark stains on the seats.

"Danny, that's blood."

"I know, call this in. I want everything we can get out of this car." Danny's phone rang as Greg stepped away, calling Adam.

"Sanders, did you find the kid." He asked.

"Sorry, Adam. We got blood in the back of the car." He spotted Baez and the DEA Agent pulling up.

"Do you have your case with you?"

"Yeah?"

"My car is parked in the station parking lot. It has my case in it. Get over here so we can start clearing it."

Alison sat at the table next to Sean, sipping her coffee. She had been able to find out that the Vic Eddie was looking into was having an affair. But she and Eddie hadn't gotten anything admissible in court, only a possible motive. She was running through possible solutions when the front door opened and closed.

"Sorry, I'm late." Danny called out, getting into his seat.

"Let me warm up your dinner," Henry called out.

"No, I'll just have dessert." Danny stopped him.

"How long have you been on the job," Frank asked him.

"Don't know." Danny dismissed him.

"22 hours straight." Seam answered.

"Same as Greg." Alison said, pointing at Greg. Who was dozing next to her?

"You're not gonna be any help to anymore if you try to function like that." Greg jolted awake, rubbing his face. He reached for his coffee, but Henry stopped him.

"It won't do you any good at this point." He spoke. Danny shook his head.

"We got a ticking clock, you know. A kidnapping."

"Funny how he was your sworn enemy, and now here you are trying to help him." Henry turned his attention to Danny.

"He lost his wife." Frank said. Danny took a deep breath leaning forward.

"Yeah, an enemy of my enemy is my friend."

"Sometimes you think someone's your friend, and then it turns out they're not," Eddie said. Alison shot a glance over at Erin.

"You want to expand on that," Erin asked.

"Can we talk about this later," Jamie asked.

"Why don't you and Erin talk about this later and let me know what you come up with. That seems to be how it works in this family. At least Al listened to me."

"W-What'd I miss." Danny whispered to Sean.

"It seems like Eddie's mad at Aunt Erin and Uncle Jamie for something? But Aunt Al has taken her side."

"Easy, Sean," Frank said.

"What are we supposed to ignore the Arctic chill coming from that side of the table?"

"Just a misunderstanding, all right," Jamie said.

"Yes, I didn't understand that I'm not entitled to have an opinion about any significant crime that happened on my watch. Unless I'm talking to Al." Eddie smiled at Alison.

"What you're supposed to do is follow proper protocol," Erin said.

"Oh, right, like all of you guys do?"

"She had a point there." Danny said.

"It's true," Greg added around a yawn.

"You don't know anything about this, and you think you can put your two cents?" Jamie said, looking at Danny.

"Well, I get this gist. You have some thoughts on a case that's going on, and your husband and one of your sisters-in-law want you to just back off, right." Eddie nodded.

"Danny, you're out of line." Henry called out.

"Maybe so, Gramps, but I've made a career out of following my gut despite people telling me to back off." He pointed at Eddie. "So don't back off." Alison set her mug down.

"I happen to think her gut is right." Erin rolled her eyes.

"Where is the evidence. Your gut didn't do you any good. No matter what Danny says."

"It found me." Greg sat up at that, and the tension in the room shot up. "Greg looked into the people that worked across from where I was found, not because he had evidence. He…That man had an alibi that had held up for 10 years countless detectives looking into it. He looked because he had a hunch." Eddie gave a small smile of appreciation, but Alison didn't miss the exchange she gave Jamie. "So, if she wants to follow this lead, I'm right behind her."

Greg walked into the home office, where Alison was playing on the floor with Ethen.

"Daddy," Ethen called out, running over. Greg picked him up, pulling him into a hug.

"Hey, buddy, what are two up to." He asked, walking over to her, holding Ethen.

"We're playing race cars." Alison said, smiling.

"Here, you can be this one." Ethen handed him over a blue race car after Greg set him down.

"Thanks, buddy." He said, plopping down next to them.

"Did you find him?" Alison said, her eyes glancing at their son.

"Yes, everyone's safe at home. Did Eddie get everything sorted out?" Alison smiled.

"With the help of Erin." Greg smiled back at her.

"Then I guess this was a pretty good week at the Sanders household."

"I would have to agree with you."

"Did Eddie mention anything?"

"No, not this time."