Ryan bent down wordlessly and picked up the towel handing it back to her before making his way out of the locker room. Usually at the end of his sessions at Quantico he would try to dress himself in office attire, but he was in too much of a rush to get away that he drove down to the office in sweats. Conflicted with telling his wife about the incident or keeping it to himself. Not that anything has happened so if he didn't tell her it wouldn't be that big of a deal, but he will feel guilty for keeping something like that from her.

"Booth, looks like you had physical training today. How'd it go?" Liam asked and Ryan didn't bother to answer him. Instead he dragged him towards the lobby where they were out of earshot from people moving in and out and he could tell his boss what happened.

"Okay. There's this lady in one of the classes who came into the mens locker room today and took her towel off in front of me." Ryan whispered looking around to see if anyone heard him.

"Okay. How did you handle it?" Liam asked without making assumptions.

"I picked the towel up and walked out. What do I do now? Give her a warning for breaking the code of conduct? But that'll come on her record and then she'll have trouble finding a job once she graduates. Do I tell Alex? Do I call her into the office and tal…

"No!" Liam replied stopping the young agent in his tracks. "Calling her into your office might give her an impression that she can try that stunt again. Give her a verbal warning, off the books. I'll address the whole class tomorrow on behavior and professionalism." Liam said more to himself than to his agent. "I wish the ladies would swoon over me as much as they do over you man." Liam laughed and Ryan's expression showed that he did not see the joke in all of this.

"Whatever." He mumbled and made his way to his office.

It took the agents in the field almost half the day to gather the wreckage of the plane while some of the Aircraft Specialists assembled the plane as they brought the pieces in. "Who's leading this investigation?" One of them asked and Alex stepped forward.

"From what we've gathered at this stage it was learned that the tail section of the plane had been cleanly severed from the rest of the plane as though cut with a knife and had fallen with only minor damage at a point approximately one and one-half miles from the place where the engines and nose section of the plane had also hit the ground in an almost whole condition." He explained.

"Okay I'm lost you're gonna have to speak the kind of English that I'll understand." Alex said frowning. " Wait parts of the middle of the plane were scattered all over the place. There were no fire so no explosion. Can it be malfunctioning of the design of the plane?"

The man smiled and nodded at her. "For someone who didn't understand what I said a few seconds ago you catch on quick ."

Nimah walked up behind her, "need I remind you that you are married, and that the specialist here has been flirting with you."

"Oh hush. I know I'm married to a really attractive man. And therefore I am blind to anyone who is not Ryan." Alex told her.

Before they could continue their bickering Owen showed up. "Agents, this seems like a case of sabotage. And we'll open a murder investigation on whoever it is who has take the 44 lives of the passengers on board including that of an infant. I need detailed reports and information at the end of every week ranging from eye witnesses to the crash and employees handling the plane prior to the crash; to trace all cargo, mail, and baggage on the plane; to initiate and conduct background investigations of all passengers and crew members on the plane; and to supervise and conduct searches of the wreckage and recovered baggage or personal effects for possible evidence and investigative leads." He informed them.

"Will this require us to work overtime? Some of us have families to tend to." Natalie said.

"Not my problem, you should have thought of your families before you signed up for this job. Dismissed." He stated abruptly and the Latina had to bite her tongue not to say anything back.

Back at the office they went about their new jobs in finding out what happened and conducting interviews. The desk phone on Alex's table rang and she answered, her heart skipping a few beats when she heard it was the day care calling. Phoebe got hurt falling face first onto a bark of the tree outside in the play area and had a bad cut on her forehead.

"Alex the bleeding doesn't stop so I called an ambulance out of panic. I am with her now you can meet us at hospital." Her new teacher, Allen said.

"Okay." Alex breathed trying to calm herself down. "Uhm is Phoebe okay? Is she responsive?"

"Yes she's fine. More intrigued with the sirens than worrying about her head right now." Allen said and Alex packed up her things rushing towards the hospital not bothering to listen to the debriefing of the case.

She ran up to the counter, out of breath. "Hi, I'm looking for my daughter. Phoebe Booth." She said and after handing over her ID she was allowed to see her. The teacher looking more distraught in the hallway made Alex worry. "Allen?" Alex asked a she walked closer to her.

"I am so sorry. They were playing, she ran and slipped hitting her head on the bark of the tree. We were outside, I should've paid more attention Alex.."

"Hey calm down, it's okay. Children get hurt all the time and she'll fall more in her lifetime. She's gonna be okay. Don't blame yourself for this." Alex assured her walking into the children's ward where her daughter laid.

"Hey little miss. Are you okay?" She asked and the doctor nodded as enthusiastically as Phoebe.

"She's gonna need stitches and we'll give her some pain medication and something incase she starts running a fever but other that she will be fine." The pediatrician instructed.

Alex nodded grateful that her child will be fine, but when it came time for having to stitch her forehead and she heard Phoebe's cries she walked out of the room. By some miracle Ryan showed up and she had no idea who told him about it and he took over when she walked out of the room sitting with Phoebe until it was done. The teacher stayed and sat outside in the lobby with Alex neither of them saying anything as the listened to Phoebe cry. A breath of relief when she stopped and they assumed it was all over. Alex walked back inside to see her daughter, clutching a complimentary stuffed Zebra from the hospital close to her chest, sobbing. While the doctor finished it off with a plaster to prevent her from touching the stitches.

Alex ran a hand through her daughter's curls.

"Mama?"

"Hey bub, it's okay. You're gonna be fine." She assured the toddler, more assuring herself than her daughter, looking up at her husband.

"Her teacher called." He explained why he was there when she didn't tell him about it and Alex nodded.

Miss Allen came to check up on her in the room, and spoke to her parents once again saying how sorry she was for what happened, but they assured her that it was not her fault and she doesn't have to beat herself up about it.

On the way home to pick up Asher, they were stuck in traffic and Ryan took this opportunity to talk to his wife about what happened. "I had a bit of an incident with a female in my class. She uuhhhmmm….she came into the mens locker room after she showered and dropped her towel in front of me." He said looking over to his wife who didn't say anything.

"And what did you do?" She asked raising an eyebrow at him.

"I picked the towel up and walked away. I swear nothing happened." Ryan answered honestly.

Alex nodded, "when is your next self defense class?"

"Tomorrow afternoon." Ryan answered not sure where his wife was going with this.

"Good. I wanna teach that class." She looked over at him determination written all over her face, and he had no idea whether that was a good or bad thing, or what she was busy planning.