"Helen," a voice called down the corridor.
"Get lost Dickie," she remarked.
"Ha ha," he replied. "All I need is you to second chair. You don't have to do anything, just…"
"No," she said, silencing him with a look.
"Fine," he said, obviously mad, as he ambled away.
Helen sighed and continued down the corridor. She had to be in court in two minutes. She hoped she'd make it on time. It was only a bail hearing but still…she ran her fingers through her dark hair. She had so much on her mind lately. She had just gotten back from vacation last night and already she was being put back to work. Not that she minded…the more things she had to do the less time she'd have to thing about the thing that was really eating at her: Bobby.
She had been avoiding him ever since they left the beach house. She didn't ride in the car with him, she didn't say goodbye, and she hadn't even acknowledged him when he waved to her earlier. She didn't know what to do. Yeah, it would be nice just to tell him she loved him too and get back together with him…it would be really nice…
She snapped out of her daydream as the elevator opened and she stepped inside. It wouldn't work though…she was a DA and he was a defense attorney. It was impossible. Aside from the whole Isikoff case, there were other little things here and there that were affected because of their relationship. And there was also Lindsay. She knew Lindsay had given her the okay more than once to go back out with Bobby but…she didn't want to betray her best friend like that. She didn't believe Lindsay when she said she was over him. Her actions proved her wrong. Plus there was that whole 'Bobby loving his job more than her' thing. That's why they had broken up in the first place. It was all because of him damn pride and ego. Maybe if he had considered her feelings for once they'd still be together.
The elevator opened again, and Helen quickly rushed out. She would be late if she didn't hurry. She walked swiftly through the hallway to the court doors and made her way inside. Her face fell when she saw who the defense attorney was…Bobby.
He sighed when he saw her, probably upset because she wouldn't speak to him. Pretending not to notice him, she sat down and waited for her case to be called.
"Case number 4952," the clerk said moments later. "Michael Hunter versus the commonwealth of Massachusetts.
"Bobby Donnell for the defense your honor," Bobby said getting to his feet. "Plead not guilty, request bail."
"Helen Gamble for the prosecution," Helen said stepping forward. "Oppose bail your honor."
"Your honor if you look into his chart, you'll see that this man is a well respected member of society, a highly recommended physician, and…" Bobby began, rambling.
"He's convicted off raping a nine year old girl," Helen said, shocking everyone in the room. "Forgive me if I overlook his societal position in this matter."
"His position in society will show that…" Bobby started.
"Your honor if you put him back out there, he may rape another young girl or even worse this time he may…"
"All right, enough," judge Hiller remarked. She paused. "Oppose bail. Trial date set for Thursday next week. Adjourned."
"What do you have for me?" Bobby asked her.
She shook her head. "Nothing right now. From where I'm sitting all evidence is pointing to this guy and…"
"Come on Helen, you don't even have an ID," Bobby remarked.
"She's nine years old Bobby," Helen said.
He sighed. "Fine…but, you don't want him to get off do you?"
"That's why I'm going to win," she said icily.
He laughed as she gathered her things and prepared to leave.
"Helen," he said.
"No offer," she reminded him.
"I'm not talking work," he said. "I'm talking you and me."
"Funny," she said. "A few weeks ago I would have killed to hear you say those words, and now they don't even faze me."
He stared at her. "I'm sorry," he said. "What…what else can I say to make it better."
Helen shook her head. "That's just it Bobby," she replied. "You can't make it better. No matter how hard you try, it'll…let's just leave it where it is," she said, walking away. She pushed the door open angrily. Why was she still letting him get to her?
"What if I can't leave it where it is?" he asked following her. "What if I can't let you go?"
She whipped around. "Maybe you should have thought of that earlier," she replied.
"God, Helen," he said, slightly raising his voice. "I can not go back and change time! If I could I would. All I can do now is ask for you to forgive me, and hope that I can make it up to you somehow. Can you at least give me another chance?" he asked.
She bit her lip, and noticed that many people were staring at them. They had started to cause a scene. "Bobby I…I'm not sure I can go through it all again," she said quietly. "I mean you're married to your job and no matter what I'll always come second."
He shook his head. "You never came second to me," he said. "Maybe I acted like you did, but you were always first." He paused then chuckled a little. "Funny how I can stand up in front of a room full of people and tell them a bunch of lies and I couldn't even tell you how much I loved you."
She took a deep breath. "That's what I needed to hear," she said. "I'm not a jury Bobby…I don't want to be fed a pack of lies. I wanted the truth and yet…"
He laid his hand on her shoulder. "I'm telling you the truth now," he replied honestly. "Is it too late?" His blue eyes twinkled as he talked.
She sighed. "I…I don't want it to be," she replied, causing his eyes to light up. "But…I…I just need some time. Just…can you give me some time?" she asked.
He nodded. "Anything," he replied, as she turned and walked away.
TBC
