(Ten minutes before it all came out)

"You okay?" Seely asked quietly, leaning over Woody where he sat.

Woody nodded leaning back in the chair. Matt looked around at the crowd.

Internal affairs, half the DA's office, the entire morgue staff, the Chief of Police and half of the homicide detectives all sat starting at Nigel Towndsen.

Jordan had quiet the posse.

"Why is it taking so long?" Renee asked pacing around the room.

"There were twenty three sets of prints in the storage room." Nigel said quietly. Seely watched each print flash by until the door creaked open and Santana moved quietly into the room with Lu Simmons.

Woody instinctively felt for his gun. Matt put his hand on his shoulder firmly, glad he'd made the man give him his weapon.

"What's this?" She asked taking in the scene.

"We found a mystery print." Bug told her calmly.

Her eyes widened momentarily, Matt felt Woody flinch under his hold.

"Where?" She asked slowly, turning to face Renee. "At the apartment?"

"Nope." Bug said simply leaning forward slightly towards her. She shook her blonde head.

"You almost got away with it Tallulah." Woody said quietly, clicking his eyes up to her. "You almost pulled it off."

"What the hell is he talking about?" She asked looking from Santana to Matt to Renee.

"You were just to greedy. You needed more and more things to link it back to Jordan." Garret said quietly.

"I told you to stay away from her Lu. If you'd have listened, we may have never put it all together." Woody shook his head slowly. "I was trying to help you…"

"What are you talking about?"

The computer beep brought everyone back to Nigel.


(An hour before it all came out)

"Talk to me Nigel." Woody called into his phone as he answered it.

"Twenty three prints Woody." The Brit answered back leaning back in his chair.

"I swear Nige. I could kiss you."

"That lonely, Mate?"

"Come on Nigel.. let me bring her home." He begged.

"Hang on Woodrow. Hang on."


(Two hours before it all came out)

Macy walked through the doors of trace with Matt Seely on his heels.

"We need a search warrant. You get me one I'll link her to the body."

"How?" Matt asked skeptically.

"We find the sweater that these belong to." He held up a clear plastic bag Matt squinted to see the threads inside of it.

"How in the hell-?"

"Material analysis." Macy told him quickly. "All I needed was a suspect."

"I'll call Walcott." Matt said grabbing his phone.


(Four hours before it all came out)

His face paled. Lu Simmons?

He looked back at Nigel and tried to swallow against the tightness in his throat.

"Get Matt and Garrett back over here now!" He yelled rushing towards the doors. He grabbed his cell phone. "Santana? We need a warrant to search the supply rooms near Jordan's hospital room. We need security tapes too." He took a deep breath. "You have to keep Simmons out of the loop."

"Woody?"

"Don't ask questions. Please?" He asked her quietly. "Do this for me, Christina."

"Sure."

If she had said anything after that, he hadn't noticed. He'd already hung up and started dialing Renee Walcott.


(when it all came out)

Nigel turned the computer screen towards the crowd of people.

Match confirmed.

"I don't understand." Tallulah said softly her eyes knitting together as she stared at her picture on the screen.

"Neither do I." Woody said softly looking away from her.

"We searched you're apartment, Detective." Garret said softly holding up an evidence bag containing on cream colored sweater. "The fibers found on the body match it."

"This is-." She shook her head quickly. "You think I-? I didn't even know him." She looked from Walcott to Santana. "I didn't.."

"It's over Ms. Simmons. It's over." Renee said quietly, watching the innocent look slip off of her childlike face.

"We know you were Pollak's source. We have witnesses that saw the two of you together at O'Mally's Pub." Matt Seely told her he looked at Renee who nodded at him. Woody got to his feet.

"You want to?" Matt said turning to him. He slowly shook his head and walked out of the room while Matt began his speech.

"Tallulah Simmons, you are under arrest for the murder of John Douglas Pollak. You have the right to remain silent…" That's all he heard as the doors shut behind him.