Day 2 8 am MCS The following morning, a concerned Eames watches Goren enter, looking more tired than the day before. Sitting down at his desk with a cup of coffee, Goren begins flipping through his messages scattered on his desk.

After the third time of catching Eames glancing up at him as if she was giving him a mental evaluation. Goren asks, "What?"

"Are you."

Deakins' booming voice overshadows the rest of Eames question.

"Detective Goren. I'd like to see you in my office, asap."

Pushing away from the desk, Goren give Eames a wryly smile.

For a split second he catches Eames' eyes widen and lips purse tightly together. Trying to act as if nothing is wrong; she shifts her focus on her paperwork. But it's too late, and she knew it. Unable to put the tinge of guilt behind her for not warning Bobby about the conversation between her and the Captain. She watches as Goren slowly approaches the Captain's office. Once entering; he purposely leaves the door cracked, until Deakin's motions from him to close.

A look of wariness on his face, Goren takes a seat.

"Detective." Begins Deakins.

"Captain."

"I'd like a status report on the Komarado Case."

Shifting in his seat, Goren hesistatanly responds; "I believe Detective Eames is much better at that than I am, Captain."

"On the contrary, but I'm asking 'you' detective."

"It's to early in the investigation to say. Sir." Retorts Goren.

"Cut the crap Detective. What happened yesterday?"

"Sir?"

"Throwing garbage cans, yelling profanity, discharge of a firearm - which caused at least $500.00 dollars worth of damage?!?"

"Sir, If you'll just let me explain."

"Damn right you will! And you're not leaving my office until I get one that meets my satisfaction."

Uncomfortably shifting in his seat again, he crosses his right leg over the left. Trying desperately to appear comfortable.

Deakins watches as one of his best detectives squirms. Always finding Goren as a dissident even within the Police department, he was a damn fine detective. Also factoring in that Goren is a very private man, and would probably never tell him anything if he weren't his commanding officer. But he had to try.

Letting a few minutes pass to let the tension pass, Deakins continues.

"Detective, you're going to answer to someone. If not me, than the Chief of Detectives for Conduct Unbecoming of an Officer and if you don't answer to the COD, you can bet your ass; that Insubordination will tacked on too. He lied. He promised Alex that it would never leave the lavatory. He used it as leverage to force or motivate Goren to talk.

It didn't work. The silence between them only went from tense to awkward.

Noting the overall subdue ness of Goren, and realizing he wasn't going to answer. Deakins lets him slide. "If you need time off - just say it. But I'm warning your Detective Goren, if this ever happens again - I won't be able to pull your ass out of the fire."

Nodding in acknowledgement to the reprimand. Goren relaxes a bit in the chair.

"Dismissed." Deakins says sternly.

Before Goren could reach door, Deakins adds; "Detective. Pull it together - for your sake."

Nodding again he closes the door behind him.

From her desk Eames asks; "Goren. We have a lead on the case. Coming?"

Grabbing his jacket off the coat rack he replies; "Yes."