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A Shoulder to Cry On
Alexandra Eames walked into her office building. Another day of catching the assholes who riddle the city she dwelled in with crime and unspeakable wrongs. She boarded the elevator and rode it up to her floor. She walked out with a few hellos to coworkers along the way. As she approached her and her partner's desks, she noticed she had spilled a little coffee on her baby blue blouse. "Damn it" she whispered to herself. She quickly buttoned her sweater all the way to cover the stain. She sat down at her desk and saw the mountain of paperwork that lay in front of her. "Peachy." she said, annoyed. She turned to speak to her partner, Bobby Goren, when she noticed he was absent from his usual spot beside her. She wondered for a moment, then reasoned he was running late or in Deakin's office or somewhere. She simply began her paper work.
Bobby's POV
The alarm clock buzzed insanely for about a minute. I picked it up and hurled it toward the wall, not wanting to get up. However, I did and headed toward the bathroom to take a shower. After my shower and all the things accompanying it, (brushing teeth, getting dressed, shaving, ect.) I checked the time. 8:27 AM my wrist watch read. Right on time. In fact, a little earlier than usual. Maybe I'd have time to grab a bite to eat on the way to work. The traffic in New York was especially bad today. It took me a while to get into work. As I walked in, I saw my partner, Alex, attempting to do all the paper work that layed in front of her. I smiled at her frustration.
General POV
Deakins walked out of his office and handed his two finest detectives, Bobby Goren and Alex Eames, a file containing the information about a fresh case. He trusted them to catch this perp. Alex looked through it. "So, a 19 year old caucasian, female, early 20's stabbed to death in her apartment on 9th and 11th?" she asked, not affected ... yet. "Yeah .. you two get to handle it. Have a blast." He stated as he walked to the DA's office. "Oh, just wonderful." Alex said, looking a little more unhappy than usual. This wasn't lost on Bobby, but he waited until in the car to ask her about it.
Alex's POV
I know I should tell Bobby. I trust him more than .. anyone come to think of it. He can help me. He can protect me. He will do whatever I need. But ... it's so hard to think about it, nevermind say it out loud. I can't tell him ... not while we're on the clock anyways. I would get too emotional and it would affect my work. I'll tell him after we're done today.
General POV
The two partners got into the SUV they used for work, Alex in the passenger side and Bobby driving. After a moment, Bobby noticed that Alex was paler than usual and shaking, but trying to hide it. "Alex, what's wrong?" he asked, worried. Alex just looked at him for a moment, struggling to decide what to do. "Bobby ... I can't tell you right now. We get off after this case and the paperwork is done. It'll be about noon then. We can go to my place .. I'll tell you then." she said, voice quivering. Bobby didn't ask more questions, just took hold of her hand with his free one. "That sounds fine. But I want details then, Alex" he said, seriously. She just nodded, composing herself.
Bobby's POV
Damn, something's really wrong. I can feel it. She's petrified, and that's not something she usually is. I swear to God, if someone has layed a hand on her, I'll kill them. I swear it.
General POV
After the mundane case had been investigated and the paper work done, they drove to her apartment. They sat down. Bobby stared at Alex until she noticed. When she did, she looked into his eyes, giving up the facade. "You want to know why I'm upset." she stated trying to break the silence. "Ally, I'm worried about you need to tell me." he said gently. He placed his hand over hers and put his hand under her chin and raised her head to look him in the eye. "Alright Bobby" she said and rested her head on the back of the couch, still clutching his hand. "I'm being stalked by my ex boyfriend. He's dangerous, Bobby really he is" she pleaded with him to believe her. His eyes were worried but he calmly said "Ally, keep going." She wiped away a tear as Bobby squeezed her hand. "He ... hit me when we were going out ... and he ..." she trailed off. Bobby pulled her off the couch and grabbed her waist and pulled her into a tight hug. Bobby rested his chin on her head as sobs racked her small body. He swayed gently and rubbed her back. She calmed down and tried to tell him. "Bobby, he ... he ..." she fell into tears. Bobby sat her down and crouched before her, which left them at eye level. He wiped her tears and said "raped you?". She nodded and fell into his arms as another wave of sobs overtook her.
A Shoulder to Cry On
Alexandra Eames walked into her office building. Another day of catching the assholes who riddle the city she dwelled in with crime and unspeakable wrongs. She boarded the elevator and rode it up to her floor. She walked out with a few hellos to coworkers along the way. As she approached her and her partner's desks, she noticed she had spilled a little coffee on her baby blue blouse. "Damn it" she whispered to herself. She quickly buttoned her sweater all the way to cover the stain. She sat down at her desk and saw the mountain of paperwork that lay in front of her. "Peachy." she said, annoyed. She turned to speak to her partner, Bobby Goren, when she noticed he was absent from his usual spot beside her. She wondered for a moment, then reasoned he was running late or in Deakin's office or somewhere. She simply began her paper work.
Bobby's POV
The alarm clock buzzed insanely for about a minute. I picked it up and hurled it toward the wall, not wanting to get up. However, I did and headed toward the bathroom to take a shower. After my shower and all the things accompanying it, (brushing teeth, getting dressed, shaving, ect.) I checked the time. 8:27 AM my wrist watch read. Right on time. In fact, a little earlier than usual. Maybe I'd have time to grab a bite to eat on the way to work. The traffic in New York was especially bad today. It took me a while to get into work. As I walked in, I saw my partner, Alex, attempting to do all the paper work that layed in front of her. I smiled at her frustration.
General POV
Deakins walked out of his office and handed his two finest detectives, Bobby Goren and Alex Eames, a file containing the information about a fresh case. He trusted them to catch this perp. Alex looked through it. "So, a 19 year old caucasian, female, early 20's stabbed to death in her apartment on 9th and 11th?" she asked, not affected ... yet. "Yeah .. you two get to handle it. Have a blast." He stated as he walked to the DA's office. "Oh, just wonderful." Alex said, looking a little more unhappy than usual. This wasn't lost on Bobby, but he waited until in the car to ask her about it.
Alex's POV
I know I should tell Bobby. I trust him more than .. anyone come to think of it. He can help me. He can protect me. He will do whatever I need. But ... it's so hard to think about it, nevermind say it out loud. I can't tell him ... not while we're on the clock anyways. I would get too emotional and it would affect my work. I'll tell him after we're done today.
General POV
The two partners got into the SUV they used for work, Alex in the passenger side and Bobby driving. After a moment, Bobby noticed that Alex was paler than usual and shaking, but trying to hide it. "Alex, what's wrong?" he asked, worried. Alex just looked at him for a moment, struggling to decide what to do. "Bobby ... I can't tell you right now. We get off after this case and the paperwork is done. It'll be about noon then. We can go to my place .. I'll tell you then." she said, voice quivering. Bobby didn't ask more questions, just took hold of her hand with his free one. "That sounds fine. But I want details then, Alex" he said, seriously. She just nodded, composing herself.
Bobby's POV
Damn, something's really wrong. I can feel it. She's petrified, and that's not something she usually is. I swear to God, if someone has layed a hand on her, I'll kill them. I swear it.
General POV
After the mundane case had been investigated and the paper work done, they drove to her apartment. They sat down. Bobby stared at Alex until she noticed. When she did, she looked into his eyes, giving up the facade. "You want to know why I'm upset." she stated trying to break the silence. "Ally, I'm worried about you need to tell me." he said gently. He placed his hand over hers and put his hand under her chin and raised her head to look him in the eye. "Alright Bobby" she said and rested her head on the back of the couch, still clutching his hand. "I'm being stalked by my ex boyfriend. He's dangerous, Bobby really he is" she pleaded with him to believe her. His eyes were worried but he calmly said "Ally, keep going." She wiped away a tear as Bobby squeezed her hand. "He ... hit me when we were going out ... and he ..." she trailed off. Bobby pulled her off the couch and grabbed her waist and pulled her into a tight hug. Bobby rested his chin on her head as sobs racked her small body. He swayed gently and rubbed her back. She calmed down and tried to tell him. "Bobby, he ... he ..." she fell into tears. Bobby sat her down and crouched before her, which left them at eye level. He wiped her tears and said "raped you?". She nodded and fell into his arms as another wave of sobs overtook her.