Disclaimer: I don't own Law and Order Criminal Intent. I don't own any of the characters in this chapter except the wonderful Adrian Night. He is all mine, no one elses. But, everyone else belongs to Dick Wolf.

Apathy Chapter One: Night isn't just a time of day

"Goren, Eames, Barek, Logan. My office, now." Captain James Deakins of the New York police department major case squad stated as his head poked almost comically out of his office. His gaze settled upon the two desks where the said detective were sitting. Four pairs of eyes were upon him. Robert Goren tilted his head to the side slightly, before shrugging and slowly rising from the new plush chair he had gotten.

Detective Robert Goren, more casually known as either 'Bobby' or 'Goren', was a tall man. He was in his mid forties though it didn't really show. Curly black hair was receding only slightly, and was peppered lightly with specks of gray and silver. He was large, but no one would ever think to describe him as fat. Goren was well built, showing off the fact he obviously worked out and ate a balanced diet. He was currently clad in his regular attire. A nice dark blue suit with a simple crimson tie. Sighing, he vanished into Deakin's office.

Detective Alex Eames, Goren's partner, had stood quickly from her place perched atop their desk. She was short, though she didn't let that keep her down. The black tank top she was currently wearing revealed her well toned arms. At her hip was her duty gun, hidden away in it's holster with her badge attached to her belt. She looked to be in her late 30's, early 40's with her blond hair that fell to her mid-neck and bright hazel eyes filled with life. Standing tall, like she often did, she disappeared into the Captain's office after her partner.

Detective Carolyn Barek, mostly referred to as simply 'Barek' had stood to follow after Alex. Her dark brown hair was tied back into a low pony tail. She was dressed in a black undershirt, with a dark blue button up over shirt. Barek was only slightly taller than Eames, and much shorter then her partner, and Goren. Like Eames, she didn't let her size get in the way. She had once worked for the FBI, and packed a mighty punch. Both from training, and from the help of her two older brother's who she had learned to beat up after she got tired of getting picked on. It was always fun to beat up on her brothers.

She didn't follow Goren and Eames into the office quite yet, and instead looked over her shoulder to find her partner still sitting contently in his chair, reading over paperwork. A slight smirk crossed her lips as she rolled her eyes watching her partner attempt to ignore whatever was going on. "Oh Mikey boy." she called sweetly, eyes gleaming with amusement as he shot her a glare. "Daddy Deakins wants us in his office pronto." with that, she too vanished into the office.

Detective Mike Logan was one of the 4 detectives with the most experience. Or so he liked to think. He had been moved from homicide to Staten Island dealing with domestic cases after he slugged a congressmen in the jaw. He had finally redeemed himself and earned his way into the major case squad where he had been partnered with Carolyn Barek, the second female partner he had ever had. The two had been getting along rather well, and Logan found it amusing when he found Barek treating him more like an older brother than a co-worker. Which in some cases, was rather painful. Running a hand through his light brown hair, he rose from his seat and meandered casually into the office, giving the 4 other occupants one of his charming smiles.

"Thanks for taking your time Logan. I hope you didn't over exert yourself." Deakins stated coldly from where he stood leaning back against the edge of his desk.

"Don't worry Cap. I didn't pull a muscle or anything. Thanks for your concern though." his emerald eyes gleamed as he took a seat beside his partner. His gaze traveled over to land on Goren for a moment, who was leaning against the wall, before looking to Eames who was sitting on the arm of the chair Barek was currently occupying. Deakins just rolled his eyes and pushed off of his desk, walking around behind it to sit down in a plush, leather office chair.

"Now that we know for sure Logan isn't going to die on us from exhaustion..." he paused, gaze sweeping over the four detectives, observing them. Eames had allowed a slight smile to pass across her lips, while Goren simply looked bored. Barek had rewarded Logan by hitting him upside the head, which caused Eames to smile even more. It was only a moment, but a slight smile passed over Goren's lips as well as he watched Mike Logan glare daggers at his partner while holding his violated head.

"I'd like to explain to all of you why I called you in here today." he continued, leaning back in his chair and crossing his arms over his chest. "I figured you all deserved to know that we will be getting a new detective." He watched for his team's reaction. Goren's eyebrows raised slightly in question, his chocolate brown eyes gleaming with slight curiosity. Eames simply cocked her head to the side ever so slightly, eyes upon Deakins. Barek didn't really react to the news, but Logan was now watching Deakins carefully.

"Another one? Does that mean you're finally firing Goren?" Mike seemed almost hopeful, grinning.

"Don't even go there Logan. You'd be the first to go if Deakins was going to fire anyone." came Carolyn Barek's retort as she smacked her partner upside the head.

"Nice to know I'm so loved." Logan muttered, ducking as his partner made another swing at him. "Down girl."

"Both of you, knock it off." Deakins commanded, rolling his eyes as both Logan and Barek put on their best innocent looks. "Anyway." he shook his head. "None of you will be getting fired, nor will the new detective have a specific partner. He's said to work better on his own, but he will be working with all of you on whatever cases I assign."

"Why do I have a feeling he's...the son of some high up political figure." Barek stated, leaning forward slightly as she studied Deakins.

"Because he is. Happens to be the kid of one of the higher ups in the FBI." Deakins stated.

"Then why doesn't he get some fancy FBI job?" Logan questioned, brow arching.

"Apparently the kid wanted to work with the major case squad. I don't know why, and don't have any answers for you. He's fresh out of the academy, but he's got a brilliant mind. Don't pick on him too much. He may be a rookie, but he can probably kick your ass Logan." Deakins warned.

"Woah, what makes you think I, the honorable Mike Logan, would pick on some rookie?" he asked, offering Deakins an innocent smile.

Deakins was about to reply, but did no such thing as he watched Barek once more smack Logan upside the head, trying to restrain his amused grin as Logan yelped and once more began holding his head, whining.

"Damn you Barek. Damn you." he whined, rubbing his abused cranium.

"I expect you all to give him a warm welcome. Answer any questions he asks. Remember, anything you say to him will probably be reported to his father, and believe me, you don't want that." Deakins eyed the four.

"When do we get to meet him?" Eames questioned after glancing at her partner, obviously asking the question Goren didn't feel like voicing at the moment.

"Right now." came a smooth alto pitched voice. All five pairs of eyes switched to the doorway to find a young man, looking no older than 22 years, leaning against the doorframe. His arms were crossed over his chest as he watched the detectives with his navy colored eyes. Only one of his eyes was visible, the other was covered by his dark blue bangs. He was clad in a navy silk button up shirt and a pair of black slacks with black shoes to match. His visible eye was almost totally hidden behind a thin pair of sunglasses that rested on the bridge of his nose.

A charming smile crossed his lips as he eyed Eames and Barek, his eyes lingering on the two before he raised his gaze to meet Goren's. A shiver ran down his spine as he spotted the untrusting look the older detective was giving him. It was enough to unsettle him and cause him to stand up straight. Giving a mock bow, he introduced himself. "Hey there. I'm Adrian Night." standing up straight once more, he allowed himself to stretch before shoving his hands deep into his pockets. This movement caused his shirt to shift slightly, revealing the gun he had at his hip. Unlike the regular duty weapons, this one wasn't black, but silver. Obvious proof that he had money to spare.

"It's a pleasure Adrian." Logan stated, though he didn't rise from his seat. "I'm--"

"Detective Mike Logan." Adrian interrupted him, smirking as Logan frowned. "And I'm guessing you're Detective Carolyn Barek. My father knows you back from your FBI days." he stated, looking to Barek and making eye contact, which caused her to immediately look away.

"And you, m'lady," he paused, catching Alex's hazel eyes, "Must be Detective Alexandra Eames. I've met your father and brother. Both are good men."

Alex simply nodded, a little unnerved by the fact that he knew who she was.

"And that leaves...Detective Robert Goren." he gazed up and once more met Bobby's cold brown eyes. "I must say, Detective," he said the last word with a bit more emphasis, "I've heard a lot about you, and have been dying to meet you." he flashed Goren a grin, which caused the older officer to stand in a more rigid fashion. He definitely didn't like Adrian.

His navy gaze met Logan's defiant and slightly unsettled green eyes, answering the unsaid question. "I've been briefed on all of you. Your pasts...and most of your achievements and..." he paused and stared at Logan. "Your downfalls." The only thing that kept Mike from leaping up and kicking the crap of the arrogant rookie that stood in the doorway was the comforting hand his partner had set on his shoulder.

This action hadn't slipped past Deakins, or Adrian at that, but neither commented. Deakins looked to Adrian, and offered him a smile. "Well Detective Night, if you have any questions, feel free to ask any of the detectives and they'll be happy to help you." pausing, he stood. "Now all of you, get back to work."

Goren left the office without another word, brushing roughly past Adrian who shot him a dirty look. Worried about her partner, Alex quickly stood and followed after Goren, saying a quick polite greeting to Adrian, before continuing the pursuit of her partner.

Mike Logan slowly rose from the chair he had been sitting in and stretched, almost purring as he felt his joints pop pleasantly.

"Aye cat boy, go pop yourself elsewhere." Barek muttered, poking Logan in the side which caused the older detective to squeak in surprise. With a grin, she walked out of the office, Logan following after her, glaring.

"Quite an interesting group you have here. I don't think Detective Goren really likes me..." Adrian stated, looking back at Deakins.

"It will take a while for him to get used to you. Don't worry." he offered the young man a reassuring smile. "Go and talk to the other detectives, they'll be happy to fill you in on what's been happening case wise."

Adrian Night nodded and slipped out of the office, letting the door close behind him with a soft click. Deakins had been observing him, and frowned slightly as he realized something was a bit off about his newest detective. Was it just him, or did Adrian Night have pointed ears?

Shaking his head, he took a seat in his chair, running a hand through his hair. Nah. Detective Night's ears weren't pointed, his eyes were just playing tricks on him. Yeah, that much have been it.

Yawning, he went back to sorting through all the paperwork on his desk, hoping his detectives played nice.

Authors notes: Hahahahahaha! I am almighty! Kinda. Anyway, this is the first chapter of this story I decided to throw together. I don't quite know where I'm going to take this, but I'll probably throw in a cameo, and a special appearance as well as some good thick mystery adventure...thing...hell I don't know. I hoped you like the first chapter. Please please PLEASE review and tell me what you think so I know if I should spend time on this or not. Please and thanks.