"Look, we all make mistakes and I don't think you are an idiot no matter what."
"Ha, thanks but wait till you hear this first then decide if I'm an idiot." He said then continues, "I got a call from some woman who told me that Jack McCoy wanted to see me at Central Park at 9, you were out getting lunch. So I went there and I didn't see or hear Jack but saw a silhouette then got whacked from behind."
"Weird." He said as he looks at him concerned then added, "How is your knee?"
"So, now do you think I'm an idiot? My knee feels better; I think I might need a few more days next week."
"Okay, I'll come back in a bit to give you a report to write out, get it sealed and on Van Buren's desk." Ed told his friend.
"Oh no! She is going to be so pissed! Oh man! Oh Ed, get me a form for a leave of absence due to injury."
"Okay." He said then left.
A few hours later at the 2-7 precinct—
After Ed came back from investigating the Crandall murder by talking to witnesses with LaMotte, he saw Van Buren in her office. He had gotten the incident report as well as the injury leave of absence paperwork when she asks him into her office.
"Ed, I'm really getting annoyed with Lennie. Can you tell me what is going on with him?" She asks him as she sat down while Ed stood near the door.
"Well, you will find out pretty soon but you will understand when you find out. But I have to go see someone and I'll be back later." He tells her.
"If you are going to see Lennie, tell him I said hi in addition to he is in serious trouble for this. I also hope he has his uniforms." She told him sarcastically with a smile.
Ed looked at her with a nervous look on his face then when she smiled, he realized she was being sarcastic. "Okay, I'll tell him. Bye." He opened the door, closed it and left.
About an hour later while Van Buren was out of the office, Ed put the sealed incident report and the paperwork for leave of absence due to injury on her desk. Then after he got the number where the call came from, he filled out the report then gave it to Van Buren then went to get the luds from Lennie's work phone line where the call came from.
He gave the report to Van Buren so she and Detective LaMotte would go and see the person who allegedly made the call then fill out a follow up report.
Few hours later, she called her senior detective at home--.
"Hey Lennie. How are you doing?" She was sitting at her desk, with the door closed, sitting back on her chair while reading the leave of absence paperwork..
"Hey Lieu. I take it you got my present." He sat on his couch with his legs on it with a heating pad on his knee.
"Leonard Wilson Briscoe that is not funny." She told him in a serious tone of voice.
"I know. I'm just not happy with myself."
"I hope you bring someone with you next time and I will have to give you a written reprimand for this. So you will be back on Tuesday then?"
Lennie sighed then answers, "Yeah, my leg should be better by Tuesday, I told Ed that I should be back by then."
"Well we found out who the number belongs to; LaMotte and I spoke to the person but she denies it. LaMotte and I have made the follow up report and it has been filed as well as the original incident report you had."
"Thanks." He said as they continued to talk for a few more minutes then hung up.
Saturday morning October 16th in Jack's apartment—
They woke up in bed after a great night cuddling with each other.
"Hey, want me to make some breakfast?" She asked him as they both were waking up so she started to get up to get dressed.
"Sure." He said with a smile as he started to get up.
Twenty minutes later, they were sitting on the couch watching TV when the phone rang, causing Jack to get it, but he came back moments later since it was a wrong number. Denise showed him her cell phone that she used and all the cool features as well.
"I'm going to do the dishes, okay." She tells him as she gives him the phone while getting up to do the dishes.
"Okay babe." He says as he puts the phone down and grabs the remote to change the channel.
An hour later they went out to do some grocery shopping since Jack needed food for the week, went back to the apartment then watches a movie as they laid on the couch and fell asleep.
At the 2-7 precinct on October 16th—
"Well, check this out; the employees of that store have records, 5 females and 10 males. Wanna take a guess at what they are?" Briscoe, at his desk says as he was going through the records of the employees who works at the store.
"For whatever it is, we should go pay a visit and hope they got good alibis because if they don't, we will find out who did this." Green who sat across from him with a smile on his face.
"You got it." Briscoe said while he and his partner got up, put on their jackets and left to pay some visits.
They visited the 15-20 employees and only 5 of them were not home; they decided to talk to the other employees who didn't have records and they all had alibis except for the 5 who were not home. They both decided to wait till Monday to talk to the five or investigate more, since they wanted to have Sunday off, if they could which they did.
October 17th, Sunday afternoon at 2-7 precinct—
"Well, looks like everyone has an alibi except for one person we haven't talked to but has an interesting bank account and problems with management at that store as well as among employees." Ed said as he sat across from his partner.
"Yeah, let's hope she is home now." Lennie said as he was getting annoyed with the fact they went to her house a few times and she didn't seem to be home.
A while later at her home—
"Dammit!" Lennie says as they waited 15 minutes when they knocked.
"No kidding. Let's check with the neighbors, see if she actually does come home." Ed said as they walked towards the sidewalk when a neighbor across the street comes and meets them.
"Hi, can I help you gentlemen?" The neighbor asked.
At the McCoy apartment that night—
"How was dinner?" Denise asked her boyfriend who was sitting on the couch watching TV.
"It was good. I'm so beat." Jack said as the news was talking about the murder case as Denise sat next to him. He had his arm around the back of her neck.
"I'm going to do the dishes." She told him as she handed her cell phone to him so he could check out the features it has.
He saw a number last dialed that looked familiar to him; he got a small piece of paper as he wrote down the number and put it in his pocket while he put the phone down and watched TV more.
