Rebecca was in the hospital still waiting for another officer to show up as Flack was not allowed to talk to her for her statement. She had made it clear she wanted everything done textbook style so then nothing could go wrong with the Internal Affairs Bureau. Mac and Stella regardless were able to see her as Mac was her boss and that didn't change that he was going to figure out what the heck his protégé was thinking. She glanced up as she heard the door open and looked away. "If you're about to go on your whole I'm the boss lecture? Save me the nuisance. I get it. What I did was stupid."

"Yet you did it anyways. If you want to be spared the lecture, then answer me the one question you know I have. What the hell were you thinking? You knew Talon was a suspect and moreso you personally know him. So you know how dangerous he is."

"We all knew the job was dangerous. It comes with the badge. Especially somewhere like New York. Talon isn't easy to find. When we had the lead I ran with it as fast as I could. I wasn't going to lay a hand on him. Wasn't really going to start talking case with him. I was going to small talk and see if I could convince him to either let something slip or ask me for a favor like the police going light. But he didn't even try he went for the bullets. I wasn't trying to ruin the case."

"Not saying you were, but it still would have been appreciated to know ahead of time. Besides Flack, is there anyone else that would have heard you state you were in pursuit of Talon Manx?" She shook her head and then looked out the window.

"How long am I stuck here? Just so I know how long until I have to deal with the IAB?"

"48 hours before a statement is required and you leave in 4," he answered looking at her. "You do realize you got lucky with the bullets. Now I want to hear something. We ran all the bullets on the scene and your 3 bullets were in a pipe. You missed 3 times. Now I know the student I trained. You don't miss three times in a row. So what happened? Off record for now."

"I missed because I wanted to scare him. Make him realize that one wrong move and," she began before making a firing motion towards her head. "I mean I know he's a suspect. I do. But I wanted to see if I couldn't either nonfatally harm him or get him to turn himself in," she explained.

"Well Flack got him because he accidently shot himself," Mac assured and she snickered before beginning to laugh which Mac couldn't deny. "You aren't the only one reacting like that so don't think you're alone in laughing yourself to death."

"I'm sorry but seriously though. That's not even a thing that you can't laugh at. My brother managed to shoot himself?"

"Femoral artery. Got it stitched up and once he's ready to be discharged it'll be a pitstop at interrogation before he's in lock up awaiting a trial," Mac answered. She nodded before looking at Mac seriously and he sighed knowing what she was silently asking. "I think you should head back to the lab and focus on the evidence we have with Terrence Prescott. Just so then while we're interrogating Terrence, nobody can say you were there."

"I'll get on it," she answered before getting into the wheelchair that Flack rolled in. "Give him hell." Flack nodded as he helped get her into the car with Danny before they drove off and Danny looked at her. "Don't start Danny. I already heard it from Mac."

"About you purposefully missing Talon and hitting the pipe. Stella and I had to guess how you shot. You messed up your shot to just miss him."

"I said don't start. I already had to explain myself to Mac though I shouldn't have to. Talon was trying to be scared," she responded looking at him annoyed. Danny pulled over and pulled her out of the car. "What the hell Danny?!"

"You had him worried sick! We didn't know that's where you vanished to, so we're wondering where you are and then hear your cellphone ringing from your desk meaning you ditched your work phone. Rebecca you knew that. We all had an agreement about having our PDA and work phone on us. If it weren't for Flack? We wouldn't have known." She looked at him annoyed. "Mac was freaking out. He knows you get called out into the field by Flack but when he learned from Flack that he only just found out, he was mad. He had every right to be."

"I paid the price. I got shot," she dismissed. Danny looked at her and she sighed looking at him. "You and the others have every right to be angry with me. But right now I just want to go to work," she assured and Danny nodded letting them get back to the lab and he watched as she didn't even miss a step in heading to the locker room and changing into her lab coat and walking into the trace lab.

"She's really not handling things well is she?" Danny glanced over to see Jo standing there.

"No and I don't think me losing my cool helped either. I just thought she was gone and then learn she's decided to go in pursuit of a suspect that we need. I mean I was worried sick thinking something actually happened to Rebecca Manx."

"It's hard to imagine it, but I think in her own way she's angry at herself and feels like a fool. You know her as well as we all do. How well does she take being made a fool out of?" Danny looked at Jo shocked and she chuckled. "I'm a mother. I can see it in Rebecca. Talon made a fool of her. She defends him and within seconds he destroys that by shooting at her and managing to hit her. She misses in an attempt to get him to back off but it doesn't work."

"So she feels like she did something foolish," Danny answered and Jo nodded at him. "Well then we'll have to help her with the evidence. That way if Talon really is guilty? She gets her chance to show Talon he can't make a fool of her."

Meanwhile down in interrogation, Flack was waiting for Mac to return to the precinct to help him. "If you don't mind, I'd like to go to lock up. Shooting my sister for a sentence? It was worth it," he dismissed and Flack felt his rage boiling up.

"You know your sister believes in you still, right?" Flack couldn't help the bitter tones coming from his mouth. Talon scoffed at that and Mac walked in as Flack began again. "Your sister radioed it in to me and I dispatched the message back here. The reason she went after you alone? You're her big brother. She believes her brother can be innocent out there too. She knew if we got to you first, she'd never have a chance to tell you that there was still hope. She wanted to get you to talk to us on your own will. Because she believed you could be innocent."

"Well she was discharged but now she's onto processing evidence that we collected from the murder scene. The one that witnesses place our friend at," Mac informed Flack who looked relieved. "She's in pain but she's a fighter. She'll be okay," he promised.

"Good," Flack breathed in relief. "Now since your sister couldn't join us, as she's very by the book, why don't you tell us what business you had with Terrence Prescott?"

"We had to do your sister," he responded sarcastically.

"Oh," Flack began chuckling darkly. "You have a real sense of humor. You know that? First off if you did lay a hand on my biological sister? You wouldn't be here right now. If you hurt Rebecca like that? Well let's just say it'd be more than me and Mac in here. See, your sister has found a family."

"Funny. How long will she keep it before she messes it all up like normal?" Mac felt his fist tighten and he watched as Talon snickered. "Let's be real. My sister is known for messing things up. Like how she managed to mess herself up with that psychologist mess? She'll ruin this too and she'll feel all alone and the need to keep her distance."

Mac looked at Talon and sat in the other chair. "You have a few minutes to start talking as I know that my counterpart in the lab, who's very southern is worried sick about your sister. So if she heard that?"

"Don't bother. We have enough to place him there. If he won't talk we can let the evidence," a voice responded and Flack glanced to see Rebecca standing in the doorway looking at them. "I need Mac back at the lab Flack. So wrap this up."

"We're done. He's not really talking," Flack promised before watching as she walked out and as she sat at her desk and grabbed her memo book she looked at them. "How are the wounds?"

"Sore. Open but covered. I'll be okay. We have a few leads and most point to Talon. There's only one thing that points to the victim but it'll take a while," she explained as she stood up and walked out. "We have a killer to catch. Let's not waste time on someone's gossip."