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Last chapter on IE: As he attempted to push through Kyle Brody the door to the room opened. Paige walked out ready to continue with her work happy with the progress that she had made with the young boy. She was ready to talk with the parents that was until she saw who was stood there. She froze as she looked at him.

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"You have got to be fucking kidding me" He shouted, "What the hell are you doing here?"
"Miss Matthews is everything okay?" Kyle asked seeing Paige seemed to have drained in color and was not looking too great.
"Maybe this should be a little more private" Paige said, "Why don't the both of you come down to South Bay Social Services" She wanted to continue with her job not get into this now. She had to stay professional. She had to keep this professional and couldn't let anything get in the way of that.

"How about you tell me what the ... is going on?" He shouted at Paige,
"Sir, I will happily do that at the social services"
"PAIGE" He screamed as he reached forward and grabbed her arm.
Paige pulled back and shouted, "NATE I'd back off now! Before I get you arrested"
"What the hell are you doing in there with my son? What's he said?"
"All he needs to, now if I were you I'd take my advice and do this at the services"
"How about we do it here" He grabbed Paige's arm violently. Paige pushed him backwards and Kyle grabbed him.
He was struggling in Kyle's arms, and Kyle let out a grunt, to let Paige know that he was losing him. Paige didn't care. She ran at Nate Parks with a force, and punched him square in the jaw. She soon came into realization of what she had done, lost her professionalism and was probably going to get in trouble with Mr. Cowan.
"You son of a bitch!" Nate yelled at Paige.
"Cheating bastard!" She retorted back.
Kyle cleared his throat, "Mr. Parks, I'd advice you to stop, I am an officer, and I can arrest you. You're still going to have to come to the station to answer questions, but I'd advise you to stop harassing Miss Matthews now." Paige nodded at him gratefully, and noticed how young he was. Scared, really. He looked about twenty-five, her age. "And Miss Matthews, I understand it was in defense, but lets try not to hit the father of the boy?" Paige shook her head disdainfully, "Even with your personal connections," He added professionally.
Paige tried to keep her cool, but a few more words slipped out, "Ha, our personal connections? You have to understand, this man is less than a person to me."
Kyle sighed wearily, "I'm going to give Mr. Parks to another officer, Miss Matthews, may I talk to you in the hall?"
"Yeah! Arrest her!" Nate chuckled.
Kyle looked at him with anger in his eyes, "What the hell did I tell you? Don't say anything!" He dragged Nate to the door, and took out a walkie-talkie from his pocket. "We've got a problem. One of the kid's parents is harassing the social worker. Can you send down someone to take Mr. Parks and question him? Over." He pushed the button on the walkie-talkie.
"All right Brody, we've got a guy for you. He'll be at the hospital in five minutes. Hang tight. Over." A loud mechanical voice answered.
Kyle turned to Paige, who looked nervous, "How do you know him?" He whispered.
"Don't ask." Paige grumbled, rolling her eyes.
They waited a few minutes before a heavyset officer appeared before them. "Hey Al! Thanks for coming down here, man." Kyle whispered, gratefully.
"Anytime. This the guy?" Al said in a deep rumbling voice.
"Sure is." Kyle said, "I'm going to take Miss Matthews into the hallway. That okay?"
"Yeah, man. It's fine." Al grabbed Nate, and rumbled in his ear. "You're coming with me."
Kyle turned to Paige, "Shall we?"
"I guess." She said, unsmiling.
He led her away from Nate and out into a different hallway, "How do you know him?" He asked.
"Why do I have to tell you?" She turned away from Kyle so he couldn't see her face.
"Because, from now until this case is over, we're partners!"
Paige glared at the young man, "What!"
"Yep."
"Don't you have another police buddy to work with?" She asked angrily.
"As long as you're assigned to this case, we're working together. It says that in the file." Kyle pointed to the manila folder she was still clutching.
"I'm sorry Officer Brody," She sighed, "But I work alone." Paige always had a bit of an independent streak. She grew up as an only child, although she had 'found' her sisters. Even now, she had trouble listening to them. Not only that, but she couldn't take being the youngest child.
"No can do," He laughed, "Your boss specifically told mine..."
"Alright fine!"
Brody offered his hand to Paige. She didn't shake it.
"So how do you know this guy?" Brody persisted again.
"I don't." Paige pouted. She knew this was easily a lie.
Brody took on a serious, almost scary facial expression. This was probably the expression that got his clients to tell the truth. Paige knew she had to spit it out now. "Miss Matthews."
"Officer Brody." She said, rolling her eyes again. To Kyle, it seemed like her trademark emotion.
He eased up a bit, "Please call me Kyle." He waited for her to say, 'please call me Paige'. Of course, she didn't. "Why do you automatically dislike me?"
"Because you don't need to know about my personal life."
"But this has to do with the case!" Kyle whined, of course, still professionally. "There must be another reason!"
"You're a cop," Paige said, deadpanned, "I always used to get in trouble with the cops."
"Right, well that's the past, I guess." Kyle smirked. "So who is he?"
"If you must know, I went out with him a few times, okay?"
"We're getting there." Kyle started.
"No! We're there!" She snapped. She gulped back tears that threatened to splash down her cheeks. Nate was the one person Paige had been trying not to remember, well one of the people. It was just so unfair that she had to see him again, after everything that happened. She let her hair cover her face. "I have to go." She paused, trying not to let the tears infect her voice, "And you know, talk to the boy."
"Wait! Miss Matthews," He lightly grabbed her, "Will you at least tell me what information you got from the boy?"
Paige stopped again, smoothing down her dark green shirt, "He told me he fell down the stairs, but he seemed weary of this information. I couldn't tell if he was lying or just tired." She knew already that Nate was the abuser. 'Who else could it be?' she wondered bitterly. "I think he was abused, I really do. No doubt by that Nate rat."
Kyle winced, he knew that she had trouble with Nate, but it wasn't really fair to make assumptions based on what she thought of him. He tried to tell her in the nicest way possible, "Maybe it's not a good idea to assume things about him. After all, he might not have done it."
"How can you think he didn't do it? After you saw how he acted towards me!" Paige shook her head, her brown eyes fiery.
"I'm not saying he didn't do it, Paige, I'm just saying that we shouldn't be biased this early in the case." Kyle watched Paige's reactions. He secretly thought she was the most interesting woman he had ever laid his eyes on.
"Don't call me Paige!" She snapped, turning around.
"Where are you going?" He asked, quietly.
"To talk to John again." She said, sniffing, and left Kyle standing there alone, only to think about the case, and her.

Dun dun dun! TBC!

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