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Chapter 3

Bobby listened to and watched the tense conversation, keeping an eye especially on Makenzee. When his eyes scanning her slender body rested on her hands he noticed they were shaking slightly and her knuckles were turning white.

Her responses were tight and irritated. To the untrained eye, she would merely seem royally pissed – which was most likely true – but she was also terrified. There was more than just anger burning in her eyes, there was an unspeakable fear. Mostly toward Jack. Bobby figured that was because if the stalking story was true, she would be scared of every man who tried to over power her physically or mentally. Bobby wasn't sure what it was, but something about Makenzee drew him to her. If he did end up going undercover he was going to enjoy every minute of it.

A loud crash made Bobby jump and apparently startled D who stood next to him. Bobby looked through the glass and saw Makenzee shouting at Jack, then made her way to the door, but after Jack spoke a few words, which were too quiet for Bobby to hear, she sat down again. But Bobby noticed that she was not ashamed, whatever she did, she did it with dignity. That could prove either a good or bad trait to carry.

They stood there, listening to them converse a few more moments when D knocked on the glass. Jack and Myles came, but Sue stayed behind, a routine that they had done many a times. Sue was always the one that everyone liked, so she tried to make them see the light, and with Levi accompanying Sue, they often took a step forward, even if a small one.

"Myles," D said, "Get Tara the license plate number." Myles left.

Bobby smirked at Jack. "That sheila doesn't really like you, does she?"

"Not at all." Jack admitted. "She'd like you even less."

"Let's hope not," D said. "Because if Bobby does have to go undercover, we'll need her to like you. Unless Sue gets through to her." They all turned their attention back to the other room.

Bobby muttered, "She will too like me, or at least my charming smile and dashing good looks."

"Well, she might if she's as naïve as almost every other woman that's met you." Jack mumbled back, causing Bobby to laugh.

"Ms. Fields, are you sure you've never seen this man before?" Sue asked Makenzee.

"No, I'm not." She sighed. "You can call me Mak."

"Mak. Alright."

"What's your dogs name?" Mak asked, feeling awkward with the threatening silence.

"Levi. He's my hearing dog." Levi walked over to Makenzee and sat there waiting for recognition. She pet his head softly.

"I used to have a cat. His name was Bart."

Sue laughed a little. "Bart?"

"Yeah, I think was high on sugar when I choose that name. Probably was when I got a cat, too." Mak paused. "What's it like working for the F.B.I.?"

"It's great, one of the best parts is working with friends. And it gives a warm and fuzzy feeling inside, too."

Makenzee laughed. "I'll bet."

"So, how do you like being a psychologist?"

"How'd you… right, I forgot that you must have looked me up after I became a suspect for, whatever I'm a suspect for. What am I doing here?"

"Well, first off, you're not really a suspect. We were watching a suspect and an agent had noticed that you seemed to be around a lot."

"Could that be guy who's stalking me?"

"I'd imagine so, but that's only my opinion."

"Oh. About my work; I like it. It always amazes me why some people think what they think and do what they do."

"Have you thought about why someone might want to stalk you?"

"A bit, when I lay in bed at night. You know how it is, I'm sure. As soon as there's nothing to occupy you with, you're mind just takes off. That's part of the reason I got Bart, but it ran away. But no matter how hard I try – and I do try hard – I can't think of a reason someone might want to stalk me. It's so infuriating. He's so infuriating. And I don't know what to do. Maybe I should stay at a hotel."

"If you do, please let us know where and what room number."

"Of course. Uh, will I get a rid back to my car?"

"Yes, I'll arrange it."

"Thank you. And I'm sorry for snapping before, you were being really kind and I know you were just trying to do your job."

"It's no problem, we get that all the time."

Jack and Myles reentered the room. Jack said, "Thank you Ms. Fields, you've been very helpful, sorry for any inconvenience we may have caused you."

"I'm free to go?"

"Yes."

"Thank you. And you can stop calling me 'Ms. Fields.' It makes me feel old. Makenzee or Mak is fine.

"I'll keep that in mind. Right this way." He led them out of the small room, past a large room where Makenzee supposed they worked. A woman came running out.

"Jack! Myles! I got a hit off of the license plate number Makenzee Fields gave us." She noticed her for the first time. "Oh, hi! I'm Tara. I hope these bullies treated you good."

Uh, well, they were no room service but I understand.

Tara turned back to her co-workers, "You won't believe this. The car that Makenzee saw is owned by the same guy we had on the very top of our suspect list. Marcus Luther," she held up a larger photo of the man Sue had shown her earlier, "he owns a phone company downtown call," she paused to laugh, "get this…'What's Your Number?' Real original, huh? I talked to some of the employees and they said they hadn't seen him for a few days now, but that that wasn't unusual."

"Good work Tara." Jack said. He led Makenzee down to the garage. Makenzee walked briskly behind him, hands in tight fists. This is going to be a crazy ride, Jack thought. When they stepped into the elevator Makenzee leaned her head on the wall. Stay calm, Mak, just stay…calm. He won't find you, he won't. But a tiny voice inside her thought differently, Oh my God, he's really back.

A/N: First off, for all of you who are Bobby/Tara fans, sorry, there won't be any romance with the two of them, I too want them together but when I started this story, which was a while ago, I hadn't really thought of it. I'm working a Bobby/Tara fic so I'll see how that goes. If it turns out okay, I'll post it. I'd also like to thank those of you who reviewed, it makes me so happy everytime! Just remember, if you want me to continue you have to review!

A/N: And a little note to Jackhas6pack: Thanks for the review:) And I totally understand, my computer isn't the greatest either so it's not a problem! I just hope you like ch. 3! Thanks again!