Bobby followed Alex out of the Interrogation room and into the observation room where Deakins was standing with Carver.
"Nice work, Detectives. I'll have him in Arraignment court within the hour," Carver said. He then left the room.
"Good work, guys. Make sure you get your paperwork squared away. And get those tapes and audition materials back to Germany."
"Uh, about that, Captain," said Bobby, rubbing his neck shyly. "Could I hold on to them for another week or so?"
"What for?"
"I'd like to watch them. They're really interesting."
"Oh no you don't! I'm not going to have you hogging my TV so you can watch 48 hours straight of the sameshit over and over again-"
"Why would he need your TV?" Deakins asked.
Alex stopped short and shook out her head so her hair covered her face. "Nothing," she said evasively.
Deakins looked from her to Bobby, who kind of smiled and said pathetically, "My TV's broken…"
"I don't want to know," Deakins said, putting his hand up to stop any reply. "Just get your paperwork done. You've got 3 days, then I want them back on a plane to Berlin and I want you guys back at work. I just gave Logan and Barek a new case and I'm sure I'll have one for you by then, too."
Alex sat on the couch with Bobby laying across it with his head in her lap. The TV was on, and Bobby was entering his 6th straight hour of Violin auditions, and had the corresponding judges review sheets in his hands.
"What does that say?" Alex asked, pointing to some scribbled German on a sheet that read 'Anne Lorrette'.
Bobby looked at the German writing carefully, then said, "It says that her technique is good, but she lacks musicality."
Alex looked from the sheet to the video on the screen. "I don't see it," she said.
"Neither do I, but look at the pattern her eyes follow. Once to the left hand, once to the right hand, once to the judges, and back to her left hand. She's checking herself."
"Hmm," Alex said, as she leaned over and kissed Bobby. "You about out of tapes?"
"I think there are still 2 more."
"Alright, I have to stretch, I can't sit like this all night," she said, lifting Bobby's head gently out of her lap and setting it on the couch as she went into the kitchen to make some tea.
"You know what we should do sometime?" he called to her.
"What's that?"
"We should get the videos of Wagner's Ring Cycle and watch them all on one sitting."
"That sounds ominous; what's The Ring Cycle?" she asked.
"A cruel, sick joke…" he mumbled with a grin on his face.
She came back and found Bobby moved on to the next violinist on the tape. "Whadya know, another Bach Partita," she said dryly, sitting back down on the couch. "When are we going to see a real movie?" she asked.
"Since when have you ever liked movie theaters?" Bobby asked in retaliation.
"I don't know, I just thought we could go on a real date, not sit here and psychoanalyze violinists," she said, stroking his head in her lap.
"I think this is fun," he said, looking up at her. She shook her head at him and continued to stroke his hair, and he turned his attention back to the tape. He'd do something special for her… just 2 more tapes to go…
fin.
Well, it's finally done! Once I had the interrogation done (of which I am extremely proud of myself for), all I had to do was add a little fluff and it would all wrap up quite nicely. I will post one more chapter with a short of dictionary of musical terms, notations, and information. It's all worth knowing a little bit about, and will help you enjoy the story a little more if you know what some of the references are…
Thanks for all of the reviews! Hopefully, I'll have a new story started soon, though I was thinking about going on a oneshot purge to save myself from an involved plot in these hectic, college audition filled times…