August 27th, 2009

Alex had been spending a lot of time with Blaire and Yvette the past couple of weeks. Caroline and Jade really liked Yvette. Ty was happy Alex was getting out more. It worried him when she spent all her free time with the kids. She needed other friends.

Ty sat at his desk in his office. It was nice having an office that over looked at his collogues. He felt like the kind of the world up here.

"Sarg, we need you." Faith stood in the doorway.

"Depends what for." Ty smirked.

"Sutherland was shot, Davis." She said. Ty sat up.
"What?" He looked at her.

"It's not pretty." Faith said. Ty got up and slid his badge around his neck.

"Walk and talk, Yokas." He said.

"Well, apparently Sutherland and Smith were at a drug bust without ESU." Faith said as they walked out. Ty groaned, "Sutherland shot his mouth off as usual and...There are different stories."

"Here I was thinking I was going to have a quiet day." Ty said, "Drive me." Faith nodded as they got into the car.

"No days are quiet in New York." Faith said. Ty nodded.

"Yeah. That's true." He said.

"How are the kids?" Faith asked.

"They're good. Getting big." Ty smiled.
"RJ is almost a year right?" Faith asked.

"Yeah. A year in October. It's been a tough year for him." Ty said. Faith was silently thanking god that her kids were healthy. He saw the police tape up ahead. Sutherland was on the ground. "Shit."

"Told you." Faith muttered as Ty jumped out of the car. Sutherland was laying in a pool of blood.

"What happened here?" Ty asked looking down at Sutherland.

"He's dead." Carlos said. Ty gritted his teeth and looked at Smith.

"Craig, tell me what went down here." Ty said. Craig looked at him.
"My partner is dead." He said.

"Yes he is." Ty said, "Tell me what happened." He saw the gun in Craig's hand. He sighed deeply. "Give me the gun and we're going to go back to the house and have a little talk." Craig nodded slowly.

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Alex jumped into Ty's arms when he walked in, hugging him tightly.

"They said an Officer had been killed. I couldn't get a hold of you." She said. Ty nodded as he hugged Alex.

"Yeah. I'm sorry I didn't call." He said, "it was Sutherland."

"Is he okay?" Alex asked.

"He's dead." Ty said. Alex smacked Ty's chest. "What was that for?"

"For not calling and making me think bad things." Alex said. Ty smiled softly.

"I said I was sorry." he said, "Did you cook dinner?"

"Yeah. Pot roast." Alex moved to the kitchen, "We went school shopping today. Got everything the girls need. RJ is cutting another tooth." Ty smiled as he sat down at the kitchen table.

"Everything sounds good." He said watching Alex making him up a plate.

"It tastes good too." She chuckled. he hated days like these. Alex tired so hard to let this not bother her, but he knew it did. God, it bothered him seeing his cops brains on the ground.

September 11th, 2009

Caroline cuddled up against her mother's side. She knew today was a hard day for her but she didn't understand why. Caroline kissed the tattoo on Alex's shoulder. Alex smiled. Caroline seemed to be fascinated with that tattoo a lot lately, Ty's too.
"Hello, baby." She said.
"Why do you got a tattoo, Momma?" Caroline asked.

"Because a lot of firefighters got tattoos back then when the towers fell." Alex said.

"Is it cause of grandpa?" She asked. Alex sighed softly.
"Partly." She said, "But it's because of so many people died."

"How many died, Momma?" Caroline asked. Alex looked at her daughter. Caroline wasn't even alive when 9-11 happened. Alex moved and put Caroline on her lap. She kissed her softly.

"A lot of people." Alex said, "Don't you know what happened?"

"Dat planes killed a lot of people." Caroline said, "And Grandpa got hurt and stuff. I happened before I was born, right?"

"That's right, Baby." Alex said softly. "There were bad people that wanted to hurt New York and everyone in it."

"Why? That's not very nice." Caroline said playing with her mother's fingers. Why...That had been a question Alex had been asking herself for the past eight years. She sighed.

"Because these mean people were sick people. They um...They were just mean." Alex said. Caroline sighed softly.
"So, they did it on purpose?" Caroline asked. Alex nodded.

"Yeah they did." Alex said. Caroline frowned deeply.

"Dats very mean, Mommy." Caroline said, "They gotta go to jail."

"I know." Alex whispered.

"Grandpa helped saving people." Caroline said. Alex started to get choked up. This was a conversation she never expected to have with her three-year-old daughter. Alex nodded softly.

"When you become a firefighter or a police officer, you know that you may have to die in order to save people, so I'm sure Grandpa was ready..." She said softly. Caroline nodded.

"Where you there when the buildings fell?" She asked.
"Yes, Baby." Alex said. "Can we talk about something else?"

"Why? Are you getting sad again, mommy?" She asked.

"Yes." Alex said softly.
"When are young gonna stop being sad?" Caroline said.

"I don't know." Alex said. "Why don't you go outside and see what Jade is doing."

"I want to stay here." Caroline said.
"Please, Caroline." She said. "Go outside." Caroline slid off of her lap.
"Okay. Fine." Caroline said softly and ran outside.

Alex exhaled and ran her hands over her face. When would she get over it? When would she be able to move on? Where did those questions come from? Alex sometimes forgot that these girls had questions and wasn't alive when it happened.

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