Dee took a sip of his coffee and leaned back in his chair. "Do you mind doing the write up on this, Ryo?" he asked.

Ro sighed. "You always make do it because you're too lazy to. Honestly, what would you do without me?"

"I couldn't live without you, babe."

Dee's face was suddenly right next to Ryo. "What's that supposed to mean?" Ryo asked, blood immediately rushing into his face, "And what's with the 'babe'?"

"You're totally clueless," Dee grumbled, sitting back down on his chair and putting his feet on the desk.

There was a knock at the door of the office. "Come in," Dee called, lazily.

Drake entered, his face was deadly white. "You okay?" Ryo asked, immediately.

"Yeah," Drake nodded and looked at Dee hesitantly, "Dee…"

"What?" Dee's feet had come off the desk and he was suddenly looking alert.

"Remember that whore from yesterday?"

"The one who passed out? Oh yeah. I nearly forgot."

"Well…" Drake hesitated even more and then said in a rush, "She's claiming to be your mother."

"My WHAT?" Dee choked on his coffee.

"She claims that you are her son."

Dee laughed. "Raving lunatic. You should check her into a mental hospital."

The look on Drake's face stopped him. Ryo was looking at him as well with a worried look. "Dee… they checked DNA at her request. It… it matched. She is your biological mother."

Dee's face had gone even whiter than Ryo or Drake's. He sat there, rocking back in forth in his chair staring at the wall. "Supposedly, you were an accident between her and a frequent costumer named Gary. She was going to have an abortion but didn't have enough money. Gary refused to pay child support and completely disappeared so she dumped you in an alleyway when you were born. She had to get back to work because you had caused her to loose money and…"

"Drake!" Ryo's voice came out sharper than usual, cutting Drake off in mid-sentence.

Drake looked at Ryo questioningly who nodded at Dee. The raven-haired cop seemed completely oblivious to Drake and Ryo. He was gripping his hair as though he was about to pull it out and his teeth were clenched together. A slight inaudible murmur left his lips. "What?" Ryo and Drake asked in unison.

"I'm going to kill that bitch!" his voice was deadly; he stood up, his hand on his gun.

"NO, DEE!!! BAD DEE!!!! NO!!!" Ryo grabbed one of Dee's arms and tried to hold him back.

"Godammit, Ryo! Let go of me!"

His hand came back and hit Ryo squarely in the eye. Ryo let out a little yelp of pain and but held on. Drake rushed to Ryo's aid and together they pulled the struggling Dee back to his chair.

"Listen, Dee, you can't just go there and kill a woman no matter how guilty she is of anything. That's murder. And… and… Dee, if she really is… your mother, I'd rather die than let you kill your own mother…"

"She's not my mother," Dee's voice was quiet as though he was trying to convince himself, "And neither is he. Penguin and Jess were my real parents. I don't give a damn about biological!"

He broke free of Ryo and Drake's grasp and stormed out of the office. Ryo started to follow him but Drake held him back. "Let him go," he told Ryo, "He can't kill her without murdering the guards and even Dee wouldn't do that. I think we'll only make it worse if we try to calm him down."

Ryo nodded, knowing how angry Dee could get. He looked at Drake, "How did you find out?"

"Well, when she came around she was yelling and screaming about how she had seen Gary but after she calmed down a little bit she started saying that he was her son. We couldn't figure out who she was talking about until she described Dee (how could she have known his name? He made it up for himself.) They conducted several tests, not assuming to find anything as it's usually hard to rely on those tests but the results came out clearly. Half of Dee's DNA matches hers."

"And the other half?"

"God only knows. There's no chance of finding this 'Gary' now to know for sure but as she's convinced, we have to go by that for right now."

"What's her name?" Ryo was sitting on down at the desk, shuffling papers merely for the purpose of having something in his hand.

"She's says it's Anari."

"Interesting name… any ideas what the origins of it may be?"

Drake shook his head.

Ryo bit his lip. "I don't suppose there's any chance of me talking to her, is there?"

Drake sighed. "Well the commissioner would probably prohibit it but I'm guessing you could get away with it. Everyone who knows is feeling pretty sympathetic towards Dee right now and since you're his partner, you'd probably be allowed to talk to her. She's being held in a cell right now."

"I have no idea how much of an impact this could have on Dee," Ryo said quietly, "and I want all the information I can get so I know exactly how to approach him without him biting my head off."

"Sounds like Dee," Drake agreed.