My it's been a while. Sorry, I went on vacation with my parents.

"Hello Lee, my name is Nick Stokes."

"And I'm Warrick Brown. We're here to help fins whoever killed your aunt," he looked down at the hospital bed. The young lady lying there was pretty, but here face was gaunt from the ordeal. "we need you to tell us everything that happened."

"I'll do anything," she answered, her voice horse.

"Alright, when did you come home to your aunt's house?" Nick asked.

"Around eleven or so. I'd been out with friends."

"Was your aunt still alive then?" Warrick's deep voice was soft and sympathetic.

"Yeah, alive enough to yell at me for being out so late," Lee chuckled.

"You guys got into a fight? Do you to often fight?" Warrick asked, his voice interested.

"Sometimes, nothing serious. It was more like an inside joke. When I came home late, she'd get to scold, and vise versa."

"Was your aunt a big partier?" Nick asked. "Did she have any old boyfriends that kept hanging around?"

"Not really. She was more of a fling person. If a guy was with her, he knew it." Lee looked thoughtful. "She did have one serious relationship, though. I'm not sure if he took it too well."

"Do you remember his name?"

"Tom something or other. He had a funny sounding last name. like, Rouder, or something. Roueder, that's it," she proclaimed. "I think he was in jail once before. Emily found out and that's why she broke it off with him."

"Thank you , Lee," Nick said. A nurse came in and pushed him and Warrick out.

"Looks like we got ourselves another suspect." A bunch of paramedics came rushing past with gurneys. "I wonder what's going on."

"It's a sad thing," the nurse that had been in lee's room old them. She looked at the people rushing around the ER. "One of those school bombings. A kid set it off in gym class. Lots of kids coming in. A few fatalities already."

"What school was it at?" Nick asked. Please don't say Parkview, please don't say Parkview--

"Parkview, I think."

"Damn," Nick whispered. That was Chris' school. His cell phone started to ring. "Nick Stokes," he said into it, trying to keep cool.

"Hello, this is the Parkview high school. There was an accident earlier. Would you please come and pick up your child/children? Thank you," a recorded voice said. He looked at Warrick.

"Cover for me, I got to get Chris," and he started down the hall, thankful that Chris wasn't involved.

Sorry this is really short.