"Detectives," someone called from behind Logan and Barek as they headed back toward 1 PP after lunch.

Turning toward the caller, Logan tensed as he recognized Ricky trotting across the street toward them. "Relax," Barek said. "Don't you dare start anything."

He gave her his 'who me?' look as Ricky strolled up to them with two of his friends behind him. "You're friends with Goren and my wife. Where the hell is she?"

Logan frowned. "Don't you think if she wanted you to know where she is, she'd tell you?"

"She filed for divorce last week and I wanted to talk to her about it."

"I'm sure you can convey any messages you have through her attorney."

"I don't want to talk to her attorney. I want to talk to her, without one of you hanging about her."

"Sorry, sergeant. That's just not going to happen," Barek informed him.

Ignoring her, Ricky stepped forward and grabbed Logan by the shirt. "I want to know where my wife and kid are."

"First of all," Logan said, barely holding on to his temper. "You had better let go of my shirt or you're going to be missing some teeth."

When Ricky let go of his shirt, he said, "Second of all, since when do you give a damn about your kid? Goren's a better father to her than you've ever been."

He never saw the fist coming. As soon as Ricky slugged him, Barek drew her gun. "First one that moves gets shot."

Logan rolled over onto his stomach and got to his feet. He glared at Ricky. "Come on, Logan," Barek said. "Let's get out of here."

"One minute." He walked up to Ricky and said, "Goren was always reluctant to hit you because it might upset his partner. Now me, I have no such problem."

Without any warning, he swung and Ricky hit the ground between his friends. Barek still had her weapon in her hand, so neither of them moved toward Logan. "Next time, I'll really hit you. Stay away from Eames. She's done with you, asshole."

They walked away into the crowd as Barek slid her gun into its holster. "Normally, I'd jump all over you for that."

"And I'd expect you to."

She was quiet for a minute before she said, "You should have hit him harder."

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Goren glanced up when Logan and Barek came into the squad room. He did a double-take when he saw the blood on Logan's shirt and his cut and swollen lip. "Did you piss off your partner?"

"Yes and no."

"What happened?"

Logan glanced at Eames, who had turned to look at him. "Nothing."

They proceeded on to their desks. Goren looked at his partner. "Nothing, my ass," he said.

He got up and walked over to Logan. "What happened?" he repeated.

"I had a little run-in with Ricky, that's all. He wanted to know where Eames and Maggie are and I told him to bug off. He didn't like my answer, so he took a swing." He grinned. "I had no problem swinging back."

Goren shook his head. "I've had enough of this," he said.

"What are you going to do about it?"

"I'm going to take care of it."

"You need help?"

Goren grinned at the hopeful look on his friend's face. "No, thanks, Mike. I've got it."

He didn't say a word to anyone as he headed for the elevators and left the building.