Walking into the precinct, Alex began rehearsing her lines. He knows about me and Joe. He'll want to take me off this case. I don't know why but I want to see this through. 'He' being the captain. Captain Joseph Hanna was a friend of her husband's so in turn he knew about their marriage. He also knew how much she had changed when he died. Surely, he would understand her need for this.

"Detective Eames." She heard her name and looked up. "Can I see you in my office, please?" There it was; the conversation she had been dreading. Her captain wanted to see her. She made her way into his office and closed the door behind her. "Sit down, Eames."

She followed his request and pulled out the chair to sit down. "What do you need, sir?" She inquired, trying to remain calm.

"The homicide you just caught, you get a positive I.D.?"

"Yes, sir. AnnMarie Delgado."

Hanna nodded. "Cause of death?"

"Looks like blunt force trauma to the head. She was dead before she went down the stairs." Alex maintained eye contact with her superior.

A silent pause descended over the room. The captain turned to face window causing his back to be towards Eames. Finally, he spoke. "You went Queensboro." It was more a statement than a question.

"I did." Eames kept it simple.

"To see Delgado." The captain, still facing the window, put his hands in his pants pockets.

Alex let her silence be the answer.

"Any relation to our victim?" Hanna kept the conversation going.

"Brother and sister." Eames felt the words leave her faster than she intended. Her captain sighed.

"Alex," Hanna faced her. "give me one good reason as to why I shouldn't take you off this case." There was no malice in the question. Alex looked him directly in the face."

I'm investigating the murder of AnnMarie Delgado. Nothing more. Nothing less."

"He claims to have information about Joe."

"I do not blame her for the actions of her brother." Hanna caught the tone in which Alex gave her answer. He exhaled slowly.

"You can keep the case." Alex stood to leave. "One condition," Eames froze. "the moment I see this getting to you, you're done. Understood?"

"Yes, sir." This time she walked away.

As she made her way to her car, her thoughts were racing. I still have the case. I have to stay focused. What if I can't? Does this have anything to do with Joe? "No." When she realized she had said that out loud, Alex took a deep breath. I don't know why I'm doing this. She entered the vehicle, clicked her seat belt and started the car. She was headed to the one person she knew could help. The question is, would he?

A/N: Hey guys! I am so sorry for the wait. It's been way too long since I've posted anything. I know this chapter is short. This scene popped in my head and I had to write before it left me. Anyway, hope you all had a Happy Thanksgiving. Enjoy!