Nigel POV

Nigel watched Woody study Bug as they walked towards his apartment.

"What did I do to piss him off?" He asked him sheepishly. "Is this about Lu Simmons?"

"I don't care who you're sleeping with Woody." Bug growled. Woody looked over at him before looking back at Nigel.

"What have you guys found while I was gone?"

Nigel grimaced, swallowing hard and looking away from Woody's hopeful face.

"Nothing that can help us. I don't know how we're going to get her out of this Woody." He told him. Hoyt stopped walking.

"She didn't do it." He stated.

"Are you sure?" Nigel shook his head when he asked. Woody made a disturbing face.

"Of course I am."

"Well we'll just take your word for it then." Bug growled as they made their way up the stairs of Nigel's place.

"What's wrong with you?" He turned to Nigel. "What's wrong with him?"

"Nothing!" Bug snapped.

"You're obviously-."

"Woodrow-." Nigel put his key in the door.

"What? What the hell is going on with you guys?"

"Maybe it's that we figured out some things while you've been gone." Nigel groaned inwardly. This was not how he wanted this to go.

"What's that supposed to mean?" He looked at Nigel, drawing in a slow gasp. "Evidence? Then someone's framing her."

"Woodrow."

"This is Jordan. You think Jordan-." Woody shouted.

"Ha!" Bug laughed, Nigel grimaced.

"Ha?" Woody shook his head quickly, like he was trying to wake up.

"Why not? You and Jordan never break the rules? Ha!" Bug snapped at him. Woody opened his mouth to respond.

"We've found out some new information while you were gone." Nigel said taking him by the arm and moving him away from Bug. He swung the door open, Sydney looked up from the couch.

"What are you-?"

"Hiding out." Bug growled. Woody looked at Nigel.

"We're trying to keep him under the radar until Walcott's off the war path.

"He knows things." Bug shot a death look at Woody.

"What-?" His face darkened with the realization. "Oh."

"Oh? Yeah. Apparently it wasn't just you and Jordan running around shouting 'I am the Law'. You drug Sydney down with you." Bug told him as Woody studied Sydney's face.

"How much do they know?" He whispered.

"Everything." Woody's head bobbed down to the floor. "From Cahill to Cal to Riggs." Nigel watched as Sydney shook his head at Woody's betrayed look. "You two put me on the spot Woody."

It's his medical licsence on the line. Not that you care about anyone's life, career or retribution but yours and Jordan's." Dr. Vijay growled.

"Bug come on." Nigel kept his voice quiet. "We've all bent the rules to-."

"They broke the law." He looked at Woody. "Repeatedly."

"I-I-.. It was about family. It was personal."

"That's the thing about Jordan." Nigel mumbled.

"It's always personal." Sydney finished.

"Just because it's personal doesn't mean that it's okay for her to do what ever she wants." Bug narrowed his eyes at Woody. "Just because it's Jordan doesn't mean that you get to do what ever she-."

"Hey!" Woody hissed.

"You broke the law!" Bug repeated. "Not the rules. The law."

"And you wouldn't have? For Lily?" Woody watched Bugs face twist into a grimace.

"Leave Lily the hell-."

Woody looked at Sydney.

"Wouldn't you have done it for your brother?"

"In a second. Without thinking." Sydney looked at Bug. "In a second."

"Wouldn't you?" Woody looked between Bug and Nigel.

"My brothers dead." Bug snorted. Woody looked disgusted.

"I'd do it for you." Nigel whispered to his bestfriend, looking up at him. Bug's eyes filled with understanding as he shot a softer look at Woody.

"I'd do it for Lily" He nodded his head in defeat. Nigel looked at him expectantly. "I'd do it for you too."

Seely's POV

"She didn't kill Riggs." Woody started pacing around Nigel's living room.

"I told you." Seely shook his head, from the couch. He'd parked himself there when he and Santana arrived for breakfast.

"Well case closed lets go home." Santana spit out sarcastically at him.

"If she wanted him dead, she would have let me kill him when I had the chance. She stopped me." He took a deep breath. "She went out of her way to stop me."

"What was she doing there?" Nigel muttered.

"I don't know. I don't know why she touched the gun, but I know she didn't fire it."

"There was no identifiable fingerprint on the trigger." Nigel handed a mug of coffee to Santana.

"But she had residue." Bug added.

"I let her in to the range that morning like I have a hundred times." Seely shook his head. "Simmons' thinks it was a cover up." He looked at Woody. "Why was she there? She wouldn't tell me."

"For me." Woody sat on the love seat and craned his head back towards the ceiling. "She was afraid I'd go there. That I would do something stupid. He was dead when she got there."

"So we have to find who." Bug muttered.

"Piece of cake." Seely scoffed looking at Woody. "Hoyt, we have nothing and you're 'little fling' is going in for the kill."

"She was out of control this morning." Santana moaned, rolling her gaze to Woody. "Completely out of control. Were you insane?"

"Starting to look that way, huh?" Seely watched Woody's Adam's apple bob.

"You sure go after some high stakes pus-" Santana's arm slammed against Seely's chest before he could finish the statement. He gasped for breath rubbing the spot. "I'm just saying. He likes to sleep with psycho's."

Woody's face hardened, until Nigel let out a snorty laugh, the others joined in slowly. Finally even Woody's face broke into a grin. Santana shook her head quickly.

"You guys are ridiculous!" She moaned. "Jordan's going to rot where ever she is if we don't figure this out!" They sobered up.

"I think you're boyfriends our best bet." Seely said looking at Santana with raised eyebrows.

"Oo.. I missed something." Woody raised his eyebrows in a way that Matt had once heard Jordan call girlie. "Do tell."

"Our little Santana is shagging' Peter Winslow."

"No way!"

"We dated. Past tense, a while back." She corrected.

"So Peter." Woody grinned. "That's your type?"

"Jealous?" Santana snapped.

"No Peter's not my type." He winked at Santana.

"What the hell Hoyt?" Seely said watching the interaction. "Is it a requirement that you try to screw all the new detectives?" Woody grimaced. Santana just pressed her lips together.