A/N: Last chap.

It was the rain that told us it was spring. That, and the fact that there seemed to be flowers everywhere. Baltimore wasn't exactly what one might've called beautiful, but there was something about the spring that made it seem like the greatest city in the world. To civilians, anyway. The murder police, specifically the first shift, were in the middle of a red-ball and had hardly any time with which to notice the weather.

Kay had drawn primaries yet again, which, needless to say, was a relief to the rest of us. She was the one that had the perfect clearance rate, which pretty much meant that the brass would leave us alone until something went wrong. But they were, for the most part, going pretty well, despite the fact that there had been yet another murder.

"Ever heard of an umbrella." Kay had stormed out of headquarters ahead of me, annoyed with something that Gee had said to her, and was currently getting herself completely soaked in the rainstorm that had fallen over the city. She turned and glared at me; I held the umbrella I had over her head and ignored her as we walked.

"I don't want your sarcasm, Munch," she warned. "I've had about as much as I can take for the day."

"Then it's a good thing Felton decided to ride with Crosetti on this latest body, isn't it?" I asked. Kay gave me a look.

"Didn't I just tell you I wasn't in the mood for this?" she said. I sighed.

"Why don't you and I go and get a cup of coffee or lunch, or whatever, and forget all of this for a bit?" I asked. Kay eyed me for a moment as if I were just yanking her chain, which I was known to do. After a few minutes, she decided that I was serious, and nodded. We continued walking, and crossed the street, headed in the direction of a small coffee shop that both of us knew was there.

"I don't get it, Munch," said Kay, ignoring the people walking and cars driving "Rain's supposed to symbolize cleansing…spring's supposed to mean renewal. Why does this have to happen now?"
"Because this is Baltimore." I pulled the door to the coffee shop open, allowing her to step inside before me and closing the umbrella before I followed. "Spring just means a new seasons in which to kill. The rain might be rain now, but it'll be blood again before we know it."