Chapter 2
Alex's POV
Alex had watched her partner shuffle around all day, his guilt and frustration showing in his shoulders and his more pronounced shuffle. She was convinced he didn't even bother to pick up his feet. Of course, it didn't help that he had found evidence to clear Croyden after the man had gone and killed himself. And while Carter and the captain didn't hold him responsible, the newspapers and his colleguescolleagues were a different story.
After watching him drag himself around all day, she needed a break. She loved her partner, even though he didn't know it, and no one else needed to know it either. Even so, the almost physical intensity that radiated off of him sometimes was enough to exhaust even her seemingly inexhaustible reserves. His crushing guilt spilled from him like a tidal wave over her, dragging her along with it. She felt like she should have offered to have dinner with him, or something, but instead she just left like usual to go to her workout. She felt bad about that, he seemed so alone in all of this. But, he wasn't a child, and she really had had enough of the deep darkness that enveloped him.
When her phone rang and she saw it was Bobby, she almost ignored it. She was almost done with her 10 mile run, and still was feeling his presence, a presence that right now she didn't want to have around her. His personality was so powerful, it followed her even on the treadmill. Damn. "Eames," she answered briefly, breathing hard from her run.
TBC