Author's Note: Well, someone asked that I stop killing Bobby and Alex. Okay! I'll just almost kill them instead, lol. Man, I'm evil, lol.

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Title: Leap of Faith

Prompt: Rooftop

Rating: R

Warning: Bad Language

Summary: Hell, she was more than pissed…

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Alex has seen Bobby talk down jumpers before. She's seen him get closer and closer until he had the perfect opportunity to grab them. She's heard the rumors of how when he was in uniform anytime there was a jumper in his patrol area, he would be there. She figured if there was anyone who was going to talk anyone out of suicide it would be Bobby. She has never seen him nearly go over the edge. That was until today. Today her heart leapt into her throat and time stopped as she watched him nearly go spilling over the edge of a tenth story rooftop as he grabbed a suspect around the middle. It was a uniform's lucky grab that over balanced Bobby the other way and sent him and the suspect tumbling the other way.

For a moment she stands shaking and weak while Bobby cuffs the suspect and then hands him over to the uniform. Then she was pissed. Hell, she was more than pissed she was fucking furious!

"They're going to take him to be checked by the paramedics," Bobby said, walking over to her as if nothing had happened.

Alex lost it, "What the hell is wrong with you?" She yelled, startling everyone on the rooftop. Bobby looked confused and just blinked at her. "Bobby, I asked you a question," She growled, terrified she was going to cry in front of all these people.

"I just…we couldn't…." Bobby stammered, a little unsure of what to do with her anger turned towards him, "I had to stop him."

"By trying to go with him!"

"That didn't happen." Alex very nearly saw red, but instead she had the horrible image of Bobby falling to the city street below.

"But it could have," She whispered, "It could have Bobby and then what would I do?"

Bobby stepped closer to her and conveniently blocked her from view, "I'm sorry Eames, I didn't mean to scare you." Because they were on a rooftop in the middle of the afternoon he could only lay a hand on her shoulder and squeeze hard. "I'll be more careful."

"Damn right you will, or I'll kill you." And she laid her hand on top of his.