It had been two months since Della's diagnosis. Della had completed her treatment and was, at the moment, cancer-free. However, the effects of her radiation treatment were still present. Her breasts were swollen to the point of discomfort and she was exhausted. She told Perry to go back to work and insisted on going with him. It's not as if she had to do any hard, manual labor. No one knew what Della had been through. The doctor told Della she could be experiencing symptoms for quite a few more months. Perry was in court for the first time in six months. Della was still exhausted, but her swelling had gone down.

"I call to the stand, Mrs. Della Mason," Burger said.

"Objection, your honor. I fail to see what my wife has to add to this case."

"I agree, Mr. Mason. Mr. Burger, what are you trying to pull?"

"Your honor, I can place Mr. and Mrs. Mason at the defendant's apartment where they collected and destroyed evidence."

The judge sighed, "very well. Mrs. Mason, please take the stand. Remember, Mr. Burger, she has spousal privilege."

"Yes, your honor." Once Della was sworn in and seated, Burger began. "Were you ever at the defendant's apartment, Mrs. Mason?"

"Yes, I've been there before."

"When?"

"About six months ago."

"Mrs. Mason, I have an eye witness who places you at the defendant's apartment about four and a half months ago."

"That's impossible."

"Really?"

"I spent about two months at home. My husband too."

"Yes, your husband did close down his practice temporarily. However, he is not a reliable witness to your story."

"I have plenty."

"Really?"

"I can give my consent for the entire team of the radiation department at Cedar Sinai to confirm that I was there five days a week for four weeks."

"What?"

"Is that a question you'd like me to answer?"

"Um, sure," Burger was completely thrown off.

"Six months ago, I was diagnosed with stage one breast cancer. That's why Perry and I went to the defendant's apartment then. Perry wanted to tell him in person that he would be closing his practice until I was well. I had surgery a few days later and four weeks later began treatment. My husband left my side only once. He has plenty of witnesses too."

The judge looked at Burger, "Mr. Burger, I take it you don't have any more questions?"

"Um, no, your honor."

"I have one," the judge said, "how are you doing, Mrs. Mason?"

Della smiled, "I finished my treatment four months ago. I'm cancer-free."

"That's wonderful."

"Thank you, your honor."

"You may step down. Mr. Burger, as a husband myself, I suggest you lay low for a while."

After court, Burger walked up to the defense table, "I'm sorry," he said. "I wouldn't have had to do that if I had known."

"I realize that," Della said.

"You could have just asked us privately if we had been there. I mean, I know it's your fondest wish in life to ruin me, but every time you try, it blows up in your face."

"True," Burger agreed, "I'm glad you're alright Della."

"Thank you," she said.

The next day, Perry and Della took Maureen to lunch. She had a check-up that day and had to leave school early. They were about to enter the restaurant when Burger and Tragg walked up to them. "Well, if it isn't a fraction of the Mason family," Tragg joked. "How are you, Maureen?"

"I'm fine," she said sweetly, "have you been nice to my daddy?"

"I would say that I have been. Right, Perry?"

"Well," that's when Tragg's face dropped, "yes, little girl, he's been nice to me."

"Mr. Hamburger?"

"Um, well, sure."

"I heard mommy and daddy talking last night. It's not nice to lie, Mr. Hamburger."

"Well...Ow!"

Maureen had stomped on his foot, "stop being so mean to my mommy and daddy."

"Maureen Paulina Mason!" Della scolded.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Hamburger," the girl gave a sweet smile while Perry tried to hide his big grin.

"It's okay," Burger said, "I guess I've had that coming for a while."

"You sure have," Tragg said. He turned to the family, "enjoy your lunch." He handed Maureen a dollar, "get some dessert on me. Keep the change."

The little girl smiled and hugged the lieutenant before going inside with her parents. "Man, that foot felt like it belonged to the Incredible Hulk."

"I know," Tragg said, "I learned that when she was five. Now, I just give her money and she leaves me alone."

"I guess I should start carrying one's with me."

Della, Perry, and Maureen were in a booth at the restaurant. Maureen was between both of her parents. "Maureen, you can't do that, sweetheart. It's not nice," Della said.

"I know," Maureen said, "I'm sorry, mommy."

"I agree with your mother," Perry said, "however, I would like to say thank you and tell you that was very enjoyable," he smiled.

"Perry!"

Maureen laughed, "it's okay, mommy. I know to listen to you and not daddy."

"How do you know that?" Perry asked.

"It's sooooo obvious," Maureen said, "plus, mommy tells us to be careful around you. Maybe now, Mr. Hamburger will give me a dollar too."

"What do you mean?" Della asked.

"Lieutenant Tragg gives me a dollar when he sees me to not stomp on his foot."

"What? Since when?"

"Since I was five."

"Perry, did you know about this?" Della glared at her silent husband, "counselor, you had better answer the question."

"Well, yes," he said, "it may have also been my idea."

"What?"

"Tragg was telling me how she stomped on his foot and I told him to give her a dollar to go away. That was after I negotiated with my client, of course."

"Your client?"

"Me," Maureen said with a smile.

"You two are unbelievable."

"Yep, but you're stuck with us," Maureen smiled and caused Della to laugh.

One day, Burger and Tragg showed up at the Mason home. "Well, this is a surprise," Perry said. "What can I do for you gentlemen?"

"Perry, we hate to do this, but we need to speak with Vivian," Tragg said.

Della walked over, "Perry, what's going on?" she noticed their guests.

"They need to speak with Vivian."

"Why?"

"She's an eye witness to a murder," Burger revealed.