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A/N: Still don't really know where I'm going with this so if you read, please review, even if you hate it. If you don't R&R, I will not continue.

Alex huffed and puffed her way back past the street stand, nearly knocking over a pillar of newspapers, the old man leaping to retrieve it.

"Sorry!" Alex growled, practically dragging Todo along.

"Not a problem..." the old man said, picking up several of the newspapers that had not made it.

She was practically jogging now, her heart pounding faster and faster. She slowed her pace as she neared the intersection to the dark alley she had passed almost 30 minutes before. She peered down the alley as she hurried across and was greeted by the same eerie feeling as before. She nearly leaped onto the sidewalk when she heard footsteps behind her. She increased her pace as she saw the lobby doors to her apartment building in the distance. There was no one around her as she ran down this empty sidewalk, and she was too afraid to look back, too afraid to slow her pace. She didn't even have her badge on her. All she knew was that everytime her pace increased, so did the footsteps. Her mind raced for a solution as she ran faster and faster, Todo almost out-running her.

'It can't be Bobby,' she thought. 'The footsteps came from the alley.'

She heard the footsteps get closer and closer and she thought for sure that she wouldn't make it. She was just a short 15 feet from her apartment building now when the footsteps stopped all together, but never did Alex quit running. She nearly hugged the apartment building's door when she opened it and looked back, only to see no one there.

"Detective Eames!" Darryl nearly shouted, coming to her aid as she heaved heavy breaths and he gripped her arm before she collapsed. "What's wrong?"

"I heard someone- someone- someone running behind me as I passed an alley," Alex said, her breath returning to her slowly."

"Are you sure it wasn't a dog?" Darryl asked, releasing her arm when she caught her breath.

"I have no idea. But its nearly 3:30 A.M.," she said, glancing at the clock on the wall. "I didn't want to take any chances. I didn't even bother to turn around."

"Well whoever it was, they're gone now," Darryl said, peering through the glass doors.

"Yeah," Alex said, suddenly feeling silly. "It probably was a dog, attracted to Todo or something," she said, smiling down at the dog who wagged its tail in return. "I'm going up to bed," Alex said. "See you tomorrow night," she finished as she began to walk away.

"Take care and good night, Detective Eames," Darryl said, returning to his post near the elevators.

Alex stared up at the dark series of stairs in front her. Her apartment was 9 floors up and the stairs were only dimly lit. She acquired the same eerie feeling she had gotten from the alley earlier that night. She turned around cautiously and strolled over to the elevators.

"Going to take the elevator instead," Alex said, pointing towards the elevator, which opened immediately when she clicked the up button.

"Night Detective," Darryl nodded as the doors closed in front of her.

Todo began to lay at her feet and she could tell that Todo was tired. When the elevator doors opened she fumbled inside her sweatshirt pocket for her key, but her key was no where to be found.

'Fuck,' she thought as she walked out of the elevator, searching every pocket that she had in her sweat pants and in her sweatshirt. 'Maybe I didn't lock it' she thought hopefully. She walked to her apartment, the last one on the right, the stairs right across from her apartment. When she reached her apartment she fumbled with the doorknob, but no luck.

"Shit!" she nearly yelled before someone laid a hand on her back. She jumped at the touch and grabbed both the arms behind her.

"Relax," Bobby said, ripping his arms away from her death grip.

"What are you doing here?" Alex asked, defensively crossing her arms across her chest. "Don't come here unless you're ready to tell me what's up and quit hiding things," she said, grabbing onto Todo's leash and walking towards the elevator to get a key from her super.

"Stop," Bobby said, laying a hand on her arm. "Need this?" he asked, revealing her key as he opened his right fist.

"How did you-"

"You dropped it when you walked away," he said as Alex took the key from his hand.

"Thanks," she said awkwardly.

"Alex, I've been trying to talk to you, but everytime I start, I don't know what to say," Bobby said slowly, his eyes to his feet.

"Well you could just blurt it out," Alex said, her tone softening. "Bobby," she said, placing a hand on his arm. "We tell eachother everything." When Bobby didn't respond, she tried a different approach as she unlocked the door to her apartment. "Come in."

Bobby shuffled his feet in her entryway before taking his coat off and hanging it on the coat rack.

"Do you want to sit on the couch?" Alex offered as she took a seat.

"Sure," Bobby said quietly as he walked over and sat down on the plush tan sofa.

After a few moments of silence, Alex began. "Were you running after me tonight when I was running home?"

"No," Bobby said, looking up at her, completely confused before the shock set in and the stomach acid found a new way to make him get sick1 "I'm going to be sick," Bobby said, running the bathroom.

Alex began to shake as she heard Bobby getting sick in the bathroom. 'What's happening?' she thought. 'When Bobby gets sick and cries, there's no hope for the rest of the world,' she thought solemnly.

When Bobby emerged several minutes later, Alex didn't skip a beat. "Bobby will you just tell me what the fuck is going on?"

Bobby settled on the couch, the color drained completely from his face. "Okay," he said quietly. "There was an accident."

TBC...?

1 Line from "Lying is the Most Fun a Girl Can Have Without Taking Her Clothes Off" by Panic! At the Disco