Chapter 10

Ok I finally have it up. I know that it takes me forever to post and that the chapters are short but thank you so much for reviewing. It means a lot to me.

Helen arrived at Mike's 20 minutes after leaving the court room.

"Hey." he said as he opened the door and let her into his apartment.

"Hey."

"Come on in. Dinner is almost ready."

Helen walked in and followed Mike into the kitchen.

"Do you want some wine?" he asked.

She nodded and he began rummaging through the fridge for a bottle. After finally finding one in the very back he opened it and poured himself and her a glass. They made small talk through dinner and after they had cleaned up they moved to the living room.

"So how was trial today?"

Helen gave him a withering look.

"That good?" he asked sarcastically.

"Trial was fine, but Lindsay still isn't talking to me." she said softly. "I don't know if she ever will."

"She'll come around." he said and softly took her hand. "You just need to give her time."

Helen looked at him for a long time before leaning in and softly pressing her lips to his. Mike responded and the kiss turned fast and passionate. He began to rise from the couch and while still kissing Helen, led her down the hall to his bedroom.
Lindsay woke up earlier than usual and decided to give Helen a call so that she could talk to her before they had to go into court. She picked up the phone and dialed her number.

"Hello." said a groggy voice on the other end.

"Ellenor, I need to talk to Helen."

"Uh she didn't come home last night."

"What do you mean she didn't come home?" Lindsay asked in a worried voice.

"She had dinner at Mike's last night." Ellenor explained.

Lindsay laughed softly, knowing exactly why Helen hadn't come home. "All right. I'll catch her before court. Bye."

"Bye." said Ellenor and she hung up the phone and pulled the covers over her head.
Helen awoke with a start but after studying her surroundings for a moment she relaxed.

"Hey you ok?" Mike asked concerned.

Helen rolled over and looked at him. "Yea I'm fine I just didn't know where I was for a minute." she smiled softly at him.

He smiled back at her and Helen watched as his expression turned thoughtful.

Curious, she asked "What?"

He studied her for a moment more and then said, "You're beautiful."

She smiled at his complement and softly kissed him. When she pulled away she glanced at the alarm clock and bolted upright in bed. "Shit."

"What?" he asked.

"I was soposed to be in court five minutes ago." she answered as she jumped out of bed and hurriedly pulled her clothes on.

Mike glanced at the clock and then laid his head back on the pillow. He watched her jump up and down a few times while pulling a sock on and then run back and forth across the room trying to locate the other one. When she was fully dressed she leaned over the bed and kissed him.

"Call me later?" she asked.

Mike nodded. "I'll probably come in and listen to your verdict later on."

"Ok." she said and kissed him one more time before turning and running out the door.

He chuckled to himself. She's amazing he thought.
Helen went home and hurriedly dressed. She was sure that the broke at least seven traffic laws while trying to make it to the court house. When she finally made it she dashed down the hall.

"Hey where's the fire?" Walsh asked as she rounded a corner.

"I'm late for court." she yelled over her shoulder.

When she reached the courtroom she slowed down and smoothed her hair back. As soon as she walked in through the door she could tell that Kittelson was pissed. She could also tell that Ellenor had told Bobby and Lindsay where she was last night because all three were shooting her humored looks.

"Ms. Gamble this is the second time you've been late. What's the excuse this time?" Kittelson asked.

Helen blushed slightly which caused Lindsay to grin at her friend's obvious discomfort. "I spent the night at a friends house and forgot to set the alarm." she said.

"Uh hu." Kittelson said sarcastically. "Well the next time try to be here on time, or else you can spend the night in a jail cell. Then maybe you will arrive in court on time."

Helen bit her tongue to keep from coming back with an equally sarcastic reply and just nodded her head and took her seat.

"Ms. Dole you may begin your closing."

Lindsay stood up and walked to the jury.

"This case can not be decided by the forensic evidence, nor can it be decided based on the witnesses. We have never disputed any of that. Yes my client took the gun, went outside, and killed the victim. However; you can not convict him of murder. He was temporarily insane. The prosecution has not introduced anything to disprove that.

We put up experts and analysts who sat right there in that witness stand and told you that he was no thinking clearly at the time of the shooting. My client, ladies and gentlemen, is innocent. He was so traumatized by seeing his mother with another man that he just snapped. He grabbed the gun and without conscious thought shot her. I know that you do not want to let him go free. He shot his own mother...but he is a good kid. I've spent time with him. He is sorry that he shot her. The guilt he is dealing with right now is more punishment than you could ever give him."

Lindsay sat down and Helen stood up.

"This kid took a gun and shot his mother. That fact is not in dispute. He unlocked the cabinet, loaded the gun, went downstairs, and killed his mother. The person that had loved him and taken care of him for 13 years. Their argument of temporary insanity is a viable one," She paused for a effect, "but why did he wait? If he were insane like the say then why didn't he just go ahead and kill her? I'll tell you why because he didn't want to get caught. He didn't want her lover to catch him before he got the chance to kill her. You'd think that someone who was insane wouldn't think of something like that, but he did.

You would also think that someone who was temporarily out of their mind wouldn't think to wipe their finger prints off of the gun, or to change their clothing and throw them in the washer would you? Their defense is designed to give you an out. Yes the kid should go to jail but hey, if we argue temporary insanity the jury will feel sorry for him and let him go. As I said in the beginning, this was a first degree murder, please don't let them fool you into believing otherwise."
In the hallway outside Bobby, Lindsay, and Ellenor waited for the guard to bring their client to them while the jury was deliberating. Helen walked by and Lindsay stopped her.

"Can we talk?" she asked.

Helen nodded. "Sure."
Probably one more chapter left. I will get it up as soon as I can. Review please!!