The four detectives sat around the great room, waiting for Deakins to finish with Rodgers. They didn't say much, each lost in their own thoughts. Finally, Logan broke the silence, keeping his voice quiet. "We didn't do anything wrong."

"No, we didn't," Eames agreed. "And it all turned out well because we worked together."

Goren had leaned back into the corner of the couch and closed his eyes, but he was listening, and he knew she'd said that for his benefit. He opened one eye and looked at her. She smiled. He reached out and touched her arm, letting his eye close again.

The porch door slammed closed and Deakins came in the front door. He stopped and looked at the four detectives. Logan didn't look at him, but he said, "Please don't tell us Wallace got up and disappeared."

"What do you want me to tell you?"

All four of them looked at him. He smiled. "Gotcha."

"Not friggin' funny," Logan grumbled.

"She's on her way back to New York with Rodgers." He crossed the room and sat down. "I am disappointed in you four. You should have called me. I understand why you didn't…but you could have explained…"

"You know it wouldn't have mattered. You would have felt the…need to protect us. That's why we were out here in the first place," Goren said without opening his eyes.

Logan sighed. "We stuck together and we got through it. That's another reason you sent us out here together…to look out for each other. So…when do we come back from Kansas?"

Deakins stood up. "I want you to stay out here for the rest of the week and rest. I'll come back to get you on Sunday and you can report in for work Monday morning. Alex, do you need to see a doctor?"

She rubbed her sore ribs. "I don't think so. They don't hurt as badly as they did."

"Bobby?"

He waved a hand. "I just need some rest."

"If you're sure…" He looked at Logan and Barek. "You two are ok?"

"Fine," Barek answered.

"All right, then. I'll see you on Sunday. Call if you need anything."

He left the cabin, and they heard his car start and drive off. Logan stretched. "A mini vacation. Nice."

Barek smiled. "A country vacation for a city boy. You ready to get indoctrinated, Logan?"

"Indoctrinated to what?"

She grinned. "Nature."

"I thought we'd just hang out here in the cabin…"

"Think again, cowboy."

He rolled his eyes. "Great."

Goren laughed and Logan threw a couch cushion at him. "That goes for you, too, you know."

"Hey, I'm not trying to get out of anything. I like being outdoors."

"That just figures."

"It's not as bad as you seem to think it is," Barek said.

"Let's see…biting bugs, poison ivy, skunks and bears, piranha, alligators…"

Goren started laughing again. "Sharks and tigers, right, Logan? Shit. Those animals are more afraid of you than you are of them."

"Wanna bet?"

"As for poison ivy, you learn to identifyit and you stay away from it."

Logan looked from one person to the next. "I'm not sure if I trust any one of you to be honest with me in identifying poison ivy."

Goren lifted his head and looked wounded. "I'll show you."

"Promise you won't toss me into it."

"I promise."

Logan studied him. "Ok, I'll trust you."

The big cop rubbed his forehead. "I need to lie down for awhile right now."

Eames grabbed his arm. "You need to eat."

He waved her off. "Not now. Maybe later."

He got up and went upstairs to his room. Barek looked at her partner. "If you don't want to wait for Bobby to feel better, Alex and I will show you what poison ivy is."

Logan looked at her intently. "No thank you. I'll wait for Goren."

"Coward."

"I'd rather be a coward without a rash than a brave man with one, thank you very much. Now, I'm going to get something to eat because I'm starving. You ladies are welcome to join me."

"Oh, sure…now you're a gentleman. Hypocrite."

Eames watched them head into the kitchen, but her mind was elsewhere. She got off the couch and headed up the stairs. Knocking softly on his door, she heard no reply. Quietly opening the door, she slipped into the dark room. Standing in the quiet of the room, she listened, and she could hear his deep, rhythmic breathing. He was sleeping. She crossed the room and lightly lay down on the bed beside him. He shifted in his sleep, slipping his arm around her, but he didn't awaken. She nestled into his body and quickly went to sleep, feeling comfortable and secure in his arms.