Disclaimer- We all know to whom they belong, I can only claim Becca.

Author's Note- Thank you to everyone who has reviewed so far and to those who haven't, please do so. I'd love to know what you think.

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Becca sat on the stairs leading to the crib, nursing a cup of coffee and waiting to catch a ride to the airport. She listened as Munch expounded on his current, favorite Big Brother theory. It reminded her of slow days in her own squad's bullpen. Just hanging out, working on old files and bullshitting each other.

Munch sounds just like Marcosi, going on about the big one that was going to drop the coast into the Pacific. God, I miss jerking Tony's chain, wonder if I can pull the same shit on Munch.

"I'm telling you, it's just like the Kennedy assassination. The CIA was in the murders of Jack and Bobby up to their proverbial necks." John ranted.

"You have that wrong, Detective." Becca interjected. "It wasn't the CIA that got JFK, it was the Russians and Castro. Bobby was hit on orders of Jimmy Hoffa and then the Kennedys had Hoffa disappeared in retaliation. It's all in the FBI's secret files. But Big Brother definitely knew what was going to go down ahead of time."

As John moved closer to trade theories with Becca and Fin picked up the newspaper to help him ignore them, Olivia laughed and looked at Cragen and Elliot. "Do you think the world can stand two Munches?"

"Oh she could care less about John's theories. Becca has just always loved an argument. She should have become a lawyer. As a kid she would debate anything." Cragen smiled over at Becca, who was arguing the probability of JFK Jr.'s plane crash being the result of a mob hit. "I'm sending Munch and Fin out to JFK, Becca can ride with them. Elliot, Haung will be here soon, I want you to tell him whatever she told you last night."

"No problem, Cap." Elliot said. "You want a rundown on it?"

"Yeah, in a minute. Munch, Fin." He motioned the two over. "I want you two to take a ride over to JFK, see if the perp tried to pick anyone else up. Becca, you ride with them and get your bags."

"Sure thing, Captain." Fin answered and looked at Munch and Becca. "Any conspiracy bullshit in the car and I'll dump your asses on the Parkway."

"Geez, is he always a grouch or should someone suggest decaf?" Becca asked Munch as they headed out the door.

"Don't ask me, I always get the partners with attitudes." Munch said.

"Maybe cause they all got tired of that FBI/CIA crap you're always comin' out with." Fin fired back as he followed them.

"Okay, let's take this in my office." Cragen said. As they settled in Dr. Huang arrived. Don motioned him into the office.

"George, Becca spoke with Elliot last night."

"Basically, she's been seeing a shrink in 'Frisco for a couple of years. Seems she tried to kill herself and her partner stopped her." Elliot began. Huang sat silently as Elliot went over his conversation with Becca.

"Do you think she's in danger of trying it again, George?" Cragen asked.

"I'll need to talk to her therapist. But given how tightlipped she seems to be, I'd say if she were considering suicide now, she wouldn't have brought up the first attempt." Huang answered. "I still don't think she should be alone for now. When she returns, please ask her to call me at my office, Don. I want to schedule a session with her this afternoon."

The shrink stopped at the door and turned toward Stabler. "It seems that she feels comfortable talking to you, Elliot. See if you can draw her out more."

"I'm no shrink, Doc." Stabler said.

"You don't need to be, Becca needs a friend as well as a shrink." George responded. "She has connected with you, I doubt she would have been as forthcoming about the suicide with me. Just keep her talking, she'll tell us everything we need, if we give her the opportunity."

Huang looked speculatively at Elliot for a moment. "You're closer to a psychiatrist than you think, Elliot. What do you do in an interrogation? Give the suspect a reason to want to talk to you. Do the same with her, although she'll probably be easier than the suspect would. She already wants to talk to you."

"I'll have her call as soon as they get back. Thanks, George." Don said.

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