A/N: This is an 'M' chapter as it is a continuation of Chapter 45.

As an author, as my partner can tell you, this was a difficult chapter for me to write because some of the language used is...vulgar and revolting. However, the character in question is revolting, vulgar, and deserves to be shown for what he is.

Seeing what has been happening with people coming forward with #MeToo and the spotlight on men who think of women as nothing but objects and playthings, it's important to not sugarcoat what sexual harassment is. Thinking of that made it easier for me to write Gerald's distasteful dialogue.

So as Genny continues to interrogate Gerald and the lies continue to flow, a revelation is made. How does that affect Aubrey and Jessica?

"So, you're saying that all of this is a frame up?", Genny replied as she sat across Gerald and his attorney.

"Obviously.", Gerald scoffed. "It wasn't a secret that I was going to our family beach house in Florida. People knew I would be gone and somebody...or more than one somebody...saw the opportunity to make my life miserable."

"Why? What makes you think so?", the agent responded. "It's an elaborate set up. Who'd want to go to all this trouble to make you look bad?"

"I can think of many people who are jealous of what I have, and they envy the fact that I'm a Maxwell. However, the one that stands out in my mind is Jessica Warren. She's fucking crazy, Agent Shaw. Obviously, she gets it from her whack job mother."

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Aubrey watched the interrogation from the observation room, silently fuming as he listened to Gerald, until one of the former intern's comments got his attention.

"You know a lot of personal details about Ms. Warren."

Gerald wore a smug smile. "Well, I did go on two dates with her. The girl didn't shut up about her family...or her family's winery. Obviously trying to show off for me how much money they have. Pretty cheap way to drum up business, if you ask me."

"Caroline, Jess hasn't told anyone at the lab about her mother's mental illness."

The prosecutor was obviously surprised by Aubrey's statement. "Really? It's in her background check."

Aubrey turned to the attorney, thinking about what he's learned several hours earlier. "Cam...and maybe Hodgins...would be the only ones at the Jeffersonian with access to that information, and if either of them know, I'm sure they haven't said anything to anyone else. Jessica gets very emotional just discussing it with me, so I can't imagine she'd be ready to share something that intimate with the people she works with, much less that prick. As for her family's winery and their tasting room in Maryland, a good portion of the profits go back into the business. They aren't mega millionaires, but the business is quite successful. She doesn't need pimp it out to everyone."

Caroline nodded. "Good to know, Cher."

*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*

"So you had no hard feelings about Jessica almost breaking your fingers back in September at the Pixler wedding after you grabbed her butt?"

"No… none at all. I just knew better than to touch that bitch after that."

'That bitch? No hard feelings my ass.' Genny thought. "But you two went on a second date..."

Gerald sat back and rolled his eyes. "She asked me to come to the lab and then she begged me to go to this stupid Star Trek...Wars convention. She was really pissed that her ex-boyfriend was dating that chick with the big black glasses, and she wanted to make him jealous for bringing her to Beau's wedding. I felt sorry for her, so I said yes, and we ran around the place with some other sci-fi freaks there. I was so fucking bored."

"That is very nice of you.", Genny said, noting the differences between the younger man's account and Jessica's recollections of Gerald's visit to the lab after the wedding.

"You're damn right it was, but she was an ungrateful bitch just like at the wedding. I mean...I was nice enough to change some things around so I could go, but I show up in the 'wrong shirt'...", Gerald said with quotation marks. "...and she rips me a new asshole before I push back, because I'm not going to take that shit from her. Of course...out of nowhere that butthole Aubrey comes by, his new girlfriend nowhere in sight...threatening to use his influence against me. Then the lying bitch steals my keys so she can wreck my Alfa Romeo because she's pissed. Yeah, she claims she had no reason to steal it because she can't drive a manual, but that's crap. She still owes me for damages from that tow truck, by the way."

'Jessica can't drive a manual...Aubrey, Hodgins, and Andie backed her up on that.' Genny thought before deciding to knock the man off balance. "So, the epoxy and putty in your locker that matched what was found inside Ms. Warren's dresser drawers and locks-"

"What the...we were talking about my car-"

"Those items could have been put there by anyone, Agent Shaw.", the lawyer responded to get the attention off her client. "There are seven other Antiquities interns in that department. According to my client, one of them, a Mr. Harry Shaw, is friendly with Ms. Warren. It's plausible that she had him help her plant the evidence, and that one of them broke into Gerald's locker at the museum."

"How would they get the combination to your lock?"

"It's not hard to pick a lock, Agent Shaw.", Gerald said with a smirk.

'What a dumbass…' the ASAC thought before she continued. "Now, once again, explain the multiple pairs of panties in your car-"

"Souvenirs from women who appreciated the good time they had with me.", Gerald said with a cocky grin.

Out of all excuses the man in front of her could come up with, Genny considered that to be the stupidest. It took all she had not to burst out laughing. "You're so good as a lover that women gave you lingerie as a thank you gift?"

"What can I say...I'm good at fucking. That's what happens when you get lots of repetitions. Practice makes perfect, you know..."

Her jaw stiffening at her client's response, Ms. Jergens jumped in. "What my client meant that is he's a handsome man, and has been in contact with many members of the opposite sex who are appreciative of him and his...talents."

"So you had sex with at least 36 women-"

"Um, no...41 since that stupid ass movie convention. I told you I never fucked Jessica Warren."

Genny pulled a piece of paper off her legal pad and pulled another pen from her pocket. Putting both on the desk, she shoved them towards Gerald. "Write down their names."

"Why the hell should I? Who I screw is my business."

"Not in a criminal case.", Genny said. "Unless you're lying to me. Of course, it wouldn't be the first time a guy oversold his talent."

Gerald was visibly shaking from irritation. "I...said...who I screw is none of your business. You best remember who I am, lady."

Genny leaned in close, not taking her eyes of her suspect. "...and...I...said...it is my business, Mr. Maxwell. I've dealt with mobsters, sexual predators, and my share of entitled asses like yourself who've also tried impressing me with who they are, and they didn't get very far, either. Now, you best remember who I am and answer my question."

Ms. Jergens observed her client getting himself into hot water and stepped in. "Mr. Maxwell, I do recommend you cooperate with Agent Shaw-"

"I don't have to do shit. I'm not telling this bitch…", Gerald indicated to the two way mirror, "...or any of the bitches behind that mirror who I fuck. Besides, I don't remember all their names."

"So you either paid for most of the sex...or don't want word to get around that you like to make yourself pretty with women's panties. We'll get back to that later.", Genny said as she took the items back, pleased with the man's increased anger. "Now, explain how Jessica's keys ended up in your locker."

"Like with the missing inventory, they were planted by Ms. Warren herself or someone else in that museum to order to get my client kicked out of his program. Whomever did it vandalized her locker after the facility closed early due to weather issues, and framed my client by stealing his ID from his locker. He's very talented in his field of study and has the potential to be successful someday. Obviously, someone is jealous of him."

"There's no potential, Ms. Jergen...I'm a Maxwell...we are successful."

Ms. Jergen turned to her client. "Shut up, Gerald."

"Sounds plausible, but don't you need your badge to get into the locker room?" Genny said, holding her smirk as she saw Gerald turn red.

"Then they took it out of my car, Agent Shaw."

"When, Gerald?"

The former intern's hand formed fists to the point his knuckles were white. "How the fuck am I supposed to know?"

Genny nodded before turning to another sheet of paper. "According to Ms. Warren, on your first day back from suspension on November 21st, you tried to intimidate her while she was working for Dr. Clark Edison. You invaded her personal space after she informed you that you were supposed to go see another anthropologist who was down the hall-"

"I just wanted to talk to her. It wasn't going to kill Dr. Wilson to wait five minutes for her precious Ottoman remains. Such a fucking drama queen."

"So the fact that Jessica was lectured about her work attire not that long after she blew you off by people from the Governing Board...which your father is a part of..."

"Hey, not my fault she dresses like a slut."

"So what about the confrontation you had with Ms. Warren in the intern locker room as she was leaving for the evening? According to her, you threatened to sue her for damages to your car as well and to use your influence to end her internship at the Jeffersonian, as well as her future endeavors as a forensic anthropologist, if she didn't have sex with you-"

"Um...liar.", the man said with a smirk. "I don't have to threaten a woman to get her panties off."

"I see.", Genny said. "And the fact that your father led an attempt to cut funding for security upgrades to the lab less than 48 hours later…"

"Well, he doesn't like waste. He takes his job seriously, Agent Shaw…"

Genny smiled. "We have the transcript of that meeting, Mr. Maxwell. Your father didn't come out looking so good, especially after Drs. Hodgins and Brennan confronted him on not only his reasoning but also for his motives, which included your behavior with Ms. Warren. Must have sucked that she didn't give in to your several attempts to intimidate her into sex."

"I don't need to intimidate women into fucking me! Besides, I'm a Maxwell. I have social standing. The very fleeting interest I had in Jessica Warren a few months ago was just to scratch an itch in between dates with women of better breeding. She got around, if you know what I mean, so why would I want to dip my wick in that?"

Genny caught how the man's bravado was slowly ebbing. "So it didn't bother you that she turned you down over and over again...that instead having sex with you, she chose to get back together with her ex, FBI Special Agent James Aubrey, a few weeks after the convention..a man you referred to in front of several witnesses at the Jeffersonian Halloween Gala last October 29th as, and I quote, '...a glorified cop, driving a beat up used car, and hanging out with a slutty used girlfriend' end quote."

"No, it didn't. That skinny asshole thinks his shit doesn't stink because he's in charge of his own department at the FBI. If he wants to settle for someone like Jessica when he could have had that other woman who appreciated him more, that's his problem. Besides, I can get any chick I want to spread her legs open for me."

*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*

"How romantic...that little porro must fight them off with a stick.", Caroline muttered as she stood next to Aubrey in the observation room.

"Makes you want to take him home to meet the folks.", Aubrey muttered.

*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*

"So Jessica Warren doesn't own any of bras, panties, garter belts, or the other lingerie we found in your car?"

"Of course not.", Gerald retorted. "Why the fuck would I want something of hers? The bitch led me on and got her boyfriend to try making me look bad at the Halloween Gala."

"Well, there were several witnesses to your aggressive behavior towards Jessica at the buffet line. I would imagine that's why Agent Aubrey confronted you in front of all those people...including your date...and several other women." Genny watched the man in front of her turning red with anger. "It must have made you mad, Gerald, that a 'glorified cop' scared you enough to make you pee your pants."

Gerald slammed his hand on the table. "I did not piss my pants! If anyone needs to be arrested, it's Jessica Warren for saying that and spreading around rumors that I can't get it up!"

*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*

In the observation room, Aubrey made a face. "Jess isn't doing that. Who the hell is saying that she is?"

"You're certain, Cher?", the attorney asked.

Aubrey turned to Caroline. "Yes, I am. Ask Dr. B, Hodgins, Angela, or any of her other friends that work there. She's not the same flighty intern you ordered me to investigate, Caroline."

"Young man, get off your Jessica soapbox. I have to ask that question because I need all the facts if I'm going to prosecute this little porro. If you say she's didn't do it, I'll trust you.", Caroline snapped before holding up her finger at Aubrey. "Now, don't sass me again."

"Yes, ma'am." Properly chastised, Aubrey shrugged his shoulder. "I'm sorry, Caroline. I just know that Jess wouldn't spread rumors like that, and no one else has mentioned that. He's either he's lying or he's gone nuts."

"Uh, you did urinate yourself when Aubrey got in your face, Maxwell. I'm one of the lucky ones who got to see it that night, along with my date, as we stood in the buffet line along with a couple of Senators...a federal judge...a member from the Virginia House of Delegates...lots of movers and shakers. It was pretty funny if you ask me. Might want to bring an adult diaper to the next Gala."

"Now hush. I'm enjoying the show.", Caroline said before making a face. "Oooohhh, somebody doesn't look happy."

*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*

Genny continued antagonizing the suspect and was pleased to see it working. "As for that other thing...is it true?"

"Fuck you, Agent Shaw!", Gerald yelled as he stood up and began to pace the room. "No cunt, particularly a trashy one like Jessica Warren, is going to say that shit about me and get away with it!"

"Sit down and shut up, Gerald!", Ms. Jergen scolded as she pulled her client back to his seat.

Pleased at the response she got from needling him, Shaw continued. "Must have made you angry when Dr. Miller suspended you for three weeks for your behavior at the Halloween Gala."

"It did...because I did nothing wrong other than confront a woman who owed me money for damage she caused to my vehicle. Yes...it got heated, but when someone gets in my face and makes me look like a shit like Jessica and that Agent Aubrey did, I won't take it lying down."

Genny crossed her fingers together and kept her facial expression neutral. "So, how did her lingerie end up in your glove compartment?"

"How the fuck would I know? Why the hell would I take her fucking underwear anyway? She's either lying about her underwear or you and your goons planted them. I never laid a hand on that bitch after she got all prudish with me at the Pixler wedding. "

"So if we pull DNA from each item, we won't find hers on any of them?", Genny clasped her hands together, hopeful her bluff would make the man in front of her do something stupid. "Think carefully before you answer, Mr. Maxwell."

*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*

Aubrey smirked as he was positive he saw a bead of sweat on Gerald's face. 'Got you, you son of a bitch.'

*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*

A bead of sweat fell down the scion's face and his eyes filled with fear before fading quickly to a grin. "Fine...you want the truth, I'll give it to you...but Agent Aubrey isn't going to be happy."

Genny noted the change, but kept her face neutral. "Why is that?"

The former intern looked toward the two way mirror before looking back at the agent. "The truth is...Jessica gave me those panties as a souvenir of the good time we had last Monday night after work."

Genny took notes, suddenly having an idea of what was up the younger man's sleeve. "A souvenir of...what?"

Gerald took a drink of his water. "Of when we fucked."

"But you just said, and I quote, 'I never laid a hand on that bitch after she got all prudish with me at the Pixler wedding.'", Genny replied. "So are you saying that you lied about the two of you never having sexual intercourse?"

"Yes, Agent Shaw."

Genny smirked. "Why? Why the sudden change of heart to tell the truth?"

"I was trying to be nice so she wouldn't get in trouble with her cop boyfriend, but she doesn't have the same respect for me, so fuck her. Besides, I also have a reputation to uphold, Agent Shaw. I have social standing, and to lower myself to be with her is not how a Maxwell usually does things.", Gerald said in disgust as he looked at his manicured nails.

"So why did you lower yourself to have sex with Jessica?", Genny asked, stone faced as she continued to write.

The suspect took another drink of water. "Jessica was pissed that Agent Aubrey blew her off when she visited him Monday afternoon. Then, he was supposed to take her home because some jerkwad messed up her tires, but he ditched her, so she asked me to instead."

"Where did this conversation take place?"

"Monday afternoon in the locker room. She didn't hesitate when she saw me, either. She was bold as brass."

Genny worked to not roll her eyes. "About what time did this conversation take place?"

"5:00."

*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*

"Did you two have a fight Monday here, Cher?", Caroline asked.

"I blew her off because I had something happen, but fight? No...how the hell did he know she was here, anyway? She's not going to tell him that.", Aubrey replied as they listened.

"It's interesting that she didn't ask one of her friends or co-workers for a ride home, but a guy she has a known antagonistic history with. Considering the fact that you had a confrontation with her at the Halloween Gala a month earlier and publicly blamed her for what happened to your car, that's a nice thing for you to do. Very magnanimous."

"I didn't do it out of the goodness of my heart. She offered to let me fuck her at her apartment in exchange for a lift."

"So this woman who is trying to ruin your reputation at the museum...the woman you say is beneath your social standing...she offers you sex for a ride home and you don't question it?"

"Uh no, because I had been waiting three years to get in her pants. She acts all mighty now because she's fucking that Aubrey guy, but she used to get around, and some of the other guys said she was a good screw. It was my turn."

"Damn pig.", Aubrey muttered.

*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*

Genny bit her tongue at her glee to the suspect's latest slip. "So, I guess you weren't too concerned with your social standing when you agreed to sleep with her."

"Only an idiot turns down a free fuck. The tease owed me anyway."

Genny caught the shaking of the lawyer's head, but kept her face neutral as she continued her questioning. "So, did you two talk about anything in the car on the way to her place?"

Gerald grinned and talked smoothly. "Not much. Like I said...her cop boyfriend pissed her off, but she was horny, and wanted to fuck. She said that her Dudley Do Right boyfriend always worked late on Monday nights so it was prime time to screw. When we got her home, she grabbed my hand and rubbed it between her legs before telling me to eat her out nice and slow against her apartment door…"

*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*

Caroline saw Aubrey shake with anger as he listened to Gerald give details on what he allegedly did to Jessica. "Cher…."

"He's lying, Caroline! She would never cheat on me! I'm going to get that bastard-"

The older woman stepped in front of him. "James Aubrey, you will either stand there and listen to this fool ass lie his way in jail or go wait with your squintern."

"He's-"

Caroline softened her face. "He knows you're listening, Cher, and he's trying to upset you as well. Either get control or get out of here. No one is going to mess up my case against this crapeau, do you hear me?"

"Yeah…", Aubrey nodded in agreement, then forced himself to observe quietly.

*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*

Genny made notes on her pad. "So you gave her oral sex in her apartment. What happened after that, Mr. Maxwell?"

Gerald sat back in the chair, looked at the two way mirror, and smiled. "After telling me that it was better than anything she ever got from her cop boyfriend, she pulled me back into her bedroom and she took off her clothes. Her tits are smaller than I usually like...barely a handful, but she's got a nice figure and a hot ass. Then she said she wanted me to bone her from behind up against the wall...as hard as I could. Said that Aubrey guy only likes missionary and she has to fake it with him."

*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*

"You fucking liar…", Aubrey said to himself as he continued to watch through the glass, barely controlling himself. He glanced at Caroline, wondering what she thought, but the attorney didn't bat an eye as they continued to listen.

*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*

Genny was disgusted with the man in front of her. "So did you…'bone' her?"

"Yeah...and good. When we were done, I was ready to go, but she then pushed me against the wall and gave me head. She's great with her mouth and tongue…"

The agent pushed her nausea down so she wouldn't have to reach for the trash can outside of the interrogation room. "So, what happened next?"

"Well, after we got done, I've barely got my pants around my knees when she says she wants to call her boyfriend to come over and have him see us fucking to make him jealous as payback for earlier. I mean...what the hell...I don't mind a good screw but I don't want some FBI guy to go all half cocked on me, so I told her no."

'What a pathetic worm.' Genny thought. "What was Jessica's reaction to your refusal?"

"Well, Agent Shaw, she looked really pissed, saying I was messing up her plans. I responded that no pussy is worth me dealing with a pissed off boyfriend with a gun. She whined some more, but I said hell no. She said okay, then she pulled underwear out of her drawer and gave it to me to remember her by, all while she was standing there naked. She wasn't a bad lay, so it wasn't a hardship to do her, so I said my thanks and then I left."

"What time was that?"

"About 10:30 PM."

"So you stayed for a few hours. Impressive."

Gerald rested his head on his finger. "Of course...women always get a memorable time with Gerald Maxwell."

'I bet, jackass.', Genny thought. "So after you left Monday, did you ever return to her place?"

"Nope...only that Monday night."

Genny decided to knock the asshole off balance. "Sex like that is pretty messy. How did you get cleaned up?"

"In the bathroom with her crappy shower. I don't do tissues...that's what teenage boys who jerk off do."

"Did you use condoms?"

Gerald sat up in indignation. "Damn right I did. I don't want any rugrats or catch anything that bitch might have given to that FBI guy already."

'Even though he was suspicious of a sexually transmitted disease, he had sex with her anyway? Right...' Genny thought. "What did you do with the used condoms and wrappers?"

Maxwell hesitated for a moment. "I took them with me. She insisted I clean them up because her boyfriend uses a different brand, so put them in a baggie and took them with me."

"You cleaned up your used condoms and wrappers instead of dumping them in her apartment trash can? That was nice of you.", Genny replied in a neutral tone, amazed at the man's stupidity. "You didn't do it anywhere else? Just against her apartment door and bedroom wall?"

"Yes, Agent Shaw. Maybe you need to write my answers down. I don't like repeating myself. She said she liked it standing up..."

The ASAC zeroed in. "What kind of bra and panties was she wearing? Satin? Lace?"

Gerald looked puzzled. "How would I know?"

It took all Genny had not to laugh when she saw the attorney look at the ceiling in frustration. "You had sex with her and you didn't notice her lingerie?"

"No, I didn't. I just wanted to fuck, Agent Shaw."

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Aubrey leaned in, puzzled. "What is Genny doing, Caroline?"

The US attorney smiled. "Reeling in her fish, Cher."

*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*

"When you had sex in her bedroom, who removed her panties?", Genny asked.

Gerald smiled. "I did, of course. That's part of the fun."

His lawyer's face turned red and Genny kept her glee to herself. "Did you push them aside, rip them, pull them down…"

"Pulled them down slowly while she watched...and she liked it. I have a little sense of decorum, Agent. Ripping a woman's panties off seems crude."

"What color were they?"

The gentleman thought about it for a minute. "Red."

"Gerald, shut up!", Ms. Jergen turned to Genny. "My client is invoking his right to silence."

The former intern turned to his attorney. "Lady, I know what happened, and Jessica loved every second of it."

The ASAC smiled, knowing she had him. "So when you two came into the apartment, she told you to give her oral sex against her apartment door with her panties on, then you went into the bedroom where she stripped for you, then somehow her red panties magically went back on her...the same panties that you couldn't remember any details about."

Gerald became quiet. "Obviously she took her damn panties off before I ate her out-"

Genny bulldozed over her suspect. "Then, you removed her underwear again before having sex with her from behind. After that, she gave you fellatio before asking you to participate in a scheme to make her boyfriend jealous because she was mad that he ignored her here earlier in the day?"

"Yes-"

"Next, you cleaned up in her shower and at her insistence, took all your used condoms with you instead of using her trash can. Before you left that evening, even though you refused to cooperate in her revenge plot against her boyfriend, Jessica still gave you three pairs of her underwear as a keepsake?"

"I took five pairs of her panties-"

"Wait, you said she took them out of her dresser and gave them to you.", Genny said, pointing at her notes. "Now you said you took them from her. Which one is it, Mr. Maxwell?"

"Quit trying to mess me up!"

"I'm just verifying what you told earlier, Mr. Maxwell. Now, answer me this. After you gave her oral sex, did she put her panties back on before you went into the bedroom?"

"Yes!"

"...and she took them off for you again?"

"That's what I said Agent Shaw! Start taking notes!"

Genny continued to circle her prey. "So if she took them off when you two entered the bedroom, how did you take them off before you engaged in sexual intercourse, Mr. Maxwell? You said you took them off of her before having sex in the bedroom."

"Obviously I meant I took them off after we fucked."

"Oh, so she put them back on a second time before she engaged you in oral sex?" Genny said, remembering the man's original story.

"Yes! After we fucked."

"According to you her goal was to make Agent Aubrey angry for him ignoring her earlier.", Genny pondered. "However, she also told you to remove your condoms and wrappers, making the only evidence she would have to throw in Aubrey's face about your liaison would be her word. Does that make any sense to you?"

"It's what happened!", Gerald responded in a growl. "Quit twisting my words, bitch!"

"It's Assistant Special Agent in Charge Genevieve Shaw, Mr. Maxwell, not 'bitch'. I'm not one of your girlfriends. As for twisting your words? It's not hard to twist a lie, Gerald.", Genny said before standing up. "Excuse me for a few minutes."

"Where the hell are you going?"

The agent turned around and smiled sarcastically. "I'm going to check on your stories, sir. While I do that, I'm going to let you confer with your attorney. Relax and have some more water."

Genny stepped out of the interrogation room and headed to Aubrey's office, where the one she was looking for was sitting at his chair, staring out the window. "Jessica?"

The redhead turned around and saw the ASAC. "Genny, what's happening?"

"He's...said some things. Before Aubrey gets here, is there anything you haven't told me about your times with Gerald?"

"No. I told you everything in your office last week that I remember.", Jessica said, but saw the ASAC's face. "Why? What did he say?"

Aubrey was coming back to his office when he saw Genny talking to his girlfriend. Seeing the stricken look on her face as he grew closer, he knew that Jessica knew what Gerald claimed had happened Monday. As he got outside his office, he heard the redhead's voice rising in anger.

"None of that happened! No matter how angry I may get with Aubrey, I would never do that to him! I can't believe that louse said that."

Aubrey slowly made his way inside. "He knows I'm listening, Jess. He's just trying to piss me off."

Jessica took a deep breath to keep herself from crying. "Why would he be so vindictive?"

When Genny looked out in the bullpen, she saw Karen lurking around. Shutting the door quickly, she crossed her arms. "He didn't expect to be caught, Jessica, but it's obvious that he thinks he just needs to make up a story and that's that, or he anticipates his family name and/or his lawyer will be able to keep him out of trouble. However, he's smart enough to know that your boyfriend is a powerful ally for you. He figures if Aubrey believes his lies, he won't support you. The more alone you are, the better his chances are that you fold and he moves on to do this to someone else."

"Well, then he's a dumbass if he thinks I'll believe crap like that. I trust Jessica...I don't think he understands shit like that."

"No, he doesn't, Boss." Genny sat on the edge of Aubrey's desk. "Female lawyer...that was smart, but the fact that a female agent is interrogating him really annoys him."

"But why would he make up that story about Monday? Aubrey was there with me. I wasn't alone that night."

Aubrey looked up. "Because the PI reported to him that we didn't see each other most Mondays, and he decided on the fly to make that story up because, in theory, it would be he said/she said. I don't know how he knew I was working late those nights...unless he knows someone here."

Genny looked at Aubrey. "Well, he did mention Karen a few times, Boss."

"What?", Jessica asked, surprised at the new development.

Aubrey took her hand. "He just mentioned that she was interested in me, Jess, and he called her my new girlfriend when he mentioned Daisy's wedding. Nothing else. Karen is a pill but I don't think she would stoop so low as to meet up with him and spy on me."

Genny suspected otherwise, but kept her suspicions to herself for now. "His lawyer mentioned a friend of yours in Antiquities...Harry Shaw...as someone who could have helped you frame him."

"We know each other because we had a couple of classes together at AmU. He's also totally not interested in me because he's gay. He hates Gerald, but no way would Harry mess up his future just to help me with something stupid like that."

"Okay, good. Now, he's lied to me several times and looked more stupid with each one. However, the Monday thing threw me a curve.", Genny said. "Jessica, I need to know everything you did that day, starting from when you saw the damage to your tires."

*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*

In the interrogation room, Ms. Jergens stared down her client. "Gerald, you told me you never slept with this Ms. Warren, but now you said you did. You're telling the truth now about this, correct?"

"Yeah, Janis, I am. I hooked up with her on Monday night. Obviously she wants to get back at me for not being interested in her. Not the first time shit like this has happened.", Gerald replied as he poured himself another glass of water.

"Gerald, stop drinking that!"

"Why?", he replied before taking a large chug. "I'm thirsty."

"Because if they are looking for DNA, they can get it off that glass, you idiot." the attorney said in exasperation. "You've already given them enough with your egotistical mouth."

The younger man blew off his lawyer's concerns and drank again. "They don't have shit on me. I told them what happened so they're probably trying to think of a way to trip me up."

"You did that well enough on your own. The next time I tell you to shut up, listen, you jackass.", the lawyer responded before changing course. "Is there any way this can be disproven?"

Gerald thought of the private investigator's report of how Jessica was always home alone on Mondays. "No, I'm being straight now. She's setting me up. Now do your job and get me out of this. My father isn't paying you 500 dollars an hour to hear myself think."

*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*

"Okay, Angela, thanks a lot for your help.", Genny said before hanging up. Pulling up a file from her email, she pointed to her monitor. "Look at what Angela pulled up on the Angelatron."

"We owe her for staying late.", Jessica said before they looked. "Oh my God…"

"We've got the bastard." Aubrey breathed a sigh of relief before he saw his ASAC's face. "Genny, what are you thinking?"

The ASAC turned to the couple. "Boss, there were 41 pieces of lingerie in his vehicle. Jessica only identified five of them. Either he dresses in women's underwear when he's alone…"

"Or he's done this before...to other women.", Jessica said quietly. "Aubrey, do you know what that means?"

"He's not just an asshole...he's a pervert, too...or worse.", Aubrey returned.

Genny steeled her spine. "Tomorrow I'll contact Dr. Miller and arrange to interview people in Antiquities. I'll work from there."

"Good...good...we can't screw this up, Genny."

"We won't, Boss.", the ASAC replied before moving on. "So, you were with Jessica on Monday night all the way to Tuesday morning?"

Aubrey and Jessica looked at each other as they remembered what happened that night and the next morning. "I got there around 9:00 Monday night and I left Tuesday morning about 6:30. Booth and I left for West Virginia around 7:30 and as you know, we got stuck there overnight."

"Alright, Boss." Genny picked up the printout from her printer along with other folders. "Ready for Round Two?"

"Yep.", Aubrey said before turning to Jessica who was pale as a ghost. "Jess, are you-"

"I'm fine.", Jessica said haltingly. "Just please get the bastard."

"We will, Jessica.", Genny said before the two agents headed back to the interrogation room. When they got around the corner out of sight from Jessica, the petite woman stopped Aubrey. "I'm sorry you've had to listen to that stuff."

The lanky man wanted to beat the crap of Gerald, but he knew he couldn't. "I know...just nail him, all right?"

"Will do."

When Aubrey knocked on the observation room door, Caroline opened it and let him in. With that, Genny came back into the interrogation room.

"So, Mr. Maxwell….just a few more questions."

"Good...I have things to do, like getting ready to sue Jessica Warren for false arrest and then getting my internship back at the Jeffersonian."

The ASAC sat down and opened another folder. "So you weren't interested in Jessica's daily movements, correct?"

"No...I didn't care what the fuck she did."

"No interest at all?"

"No, Agent Shaw. The bitch tried to steal my car and wasted my time with two dates. I had better things to do...like a dissertation to work on and better women to have sex with."

Genny held up a folder with WARREN, JESSICA on the top tab. "Look familiar, Mr. Maxwell?"

"What's that, Agent Shaw?", Ms. Jergens asked.

"This, Janis, is a file from a PI's office that your client hired to follow Ms. Warren...starting in April of this year, and his last entry was right before Thanksgiving. He followed her home from work...her apartment...her father's nursing home...Agent Aubrey's house."

Genny's gaze moved when she saw the scion turned pale. "What's the matter, Gerald? You look a little green around the gills."

"How…"

"Amazing what search warrants can come up with...including secret compartments in dresser drawers." , the agent said with a smirk as she saw Gerald get nervous. "So, just to clarify, you took Jessica home last Monday?"

"That's what I said, isn't it?"

"Well, then we have a problem, because Ms. Angela Montenegro gave me a sworn statement stating that she took Ms. Warren home about 3:15 that afternoon. According to her cell phone records, Ms. Warren had a conversation with Ms. Gail Warren, her sister-in-law in Arlington, Virginia at 4:00, which lasted approximately 40 minutes. She was purchasing a few items in the grocery store that she lives above around 4:50, and she talked to the landlord's grandson, Mr. William Cho, down there for a short time. He'll swear to that in court."

Genny pulled another page. "Her downstairs neighbor, Ms. Holly Abrams, stated that she drove them to their joint yoga class together at 6:30 since Ms. Warren was without a vehicle. They were at their class until 8:00, and they came back to their apartment building together. Also, Ms. Warren's cell phone records show she called Agent Aubrey at 8:22 PM. When Mr. Cho closed the store at 10:00, he saw Agent Aubrey's vehicle in the parking lot, but not yours, Mr. Maxwell. I'm sure you'll agree that your red Alfa Romeo would be hard to miss."

"Well, that asshole is lying and everyone else is wrong. I was the only one there with that cunt. Now, I told you that Agent Aubrey was working late."

"As his second in command, I can attest to the fact that he does usually work late Monday nights. However, he did leave that evening about 5:30, before I left. He will also swear in court that he was with Ms. Warren at her apartment after she called and invited him over, arriving around 9:00. Both state that they were together all night and that he didn't leave until early Tuesday morning."

"Well then, the asshole is lying or he showed up after I left her place."

"Still sticking with that story? All right.", Genny said before moving on. "According to Agent Aubrey and Ms. Warren, she was wearing a sleep shirt Monday night when they went to bed, and that she left the shirt in her dirty clothes Tuesday morning."

"I care about this...why?"

"Well, when Jessica was going through her dirty laundry a couple days later, she found bodily fluids all over the front of the same shirt...as if someone wiped himself clean after ejacuation sometime after she left Tuesday. Would you know anything about that?"

Beads of sweat formed on the man's forehead. "No, because I cleaned up in her shower before leaving her place. It was probably her boyfriend getting his jollies after she went to work Tuesday."

Genny smiled. "No, it wasn't, because Aubrey left DC with Agent Booth around 7:30 in the morning. Jessica took a cab to work Tuesday morning, arriving at the lab at 8:30. Her time punch, as well as Drs. Brennan and Hodgins, can confirm that. Now once again, do you know how someone's semen got onto her t-shirt?"

"No, I don't, Agent Shaw.", Gerald said through clenched teeth. "Knowing her, she probably saved some of my cum or even got some of her boyfriend's and smeared it all over that Jeffersonian shirt she had in her hamper."

"How did you know it was a Jeffersonian t-shirt that had semen on it, Gerald?", Genny retorted. "Or that it was in her hamper?"

"Because...she put it on before I left Monday night."

"No, because one, you weren't there, Gerald. Enough people can confirm that. Two, you said she was naked when you left and then you said she had panties on.", the agent replied. "Which one is it, Gerald? Either she was naked, just wearing panties, or got dressed? Which one is it?"

"She was naked then she put her panties back on and her shirt, you dumb bitch!"

Chucking at his desperation, Genny continued. "And where did she get the semen to smear all over her shirt? You said you cleaned up the condoms at her insistence."

"All these people are liars! They're helping that bitch set me up!"

"That's a lot of people to lie in order to set you up, Gerald.", Genny said. "That's Ms. Montenegro, Mr. Cho, the parking lot attendant, her downstairs neighbor Holly, Agent Aubrey, me….but I'm getting off topic."

Genny cleared her throat. "Several people I've talked to said that you've had the hots for her since she started at the lab, but she always rejected you...and it irritated you. Then she starts exclusively dating...and being intimate with another man...a federal cop to boot."

The petite woman got up and leaned against the wall. "Finally after she is single again, she goes on a date with you. You're expecting to find out what several other guys got to experience with her, but she won't have sex with you. Not only does she reject you in front of several guests at a wedding of Who's Who's in DC, she and her former boyfriend then get back together. That 'glorified cop' then humiliates you not once, but twice. Your big mouth gets you suspended, and you become the laughingstock of the Jeffersonian. That had to hurt."

"You don't know what you're talking about, Agent Shaw."

"Oh, but I do.", the ASAC said before moving and sitting on the edge of the desk until she was close to Gerald. "You then threaten her with the loss of her internship through your father's influence, like I'm sure you have done to other women in the past, but she throws it back in your face. You don't like that reminder that a woman mocked you. It...emasculated you. You tried making things harder for her at work and even got your father involved by threatening not only her academic career at the lab, but the other people who work there….people she cares about."

Gerald scoffed as he leaned back in his chair. "Nice story."

"You couldn't get rid of her and you were still pissed, so you decided to take things up a notch." Genny leaned back in her seat, enjoying the look of fear in the scion's eyes. "You had her observed long enough to know that she normally leaves at 6:00 Monday nights. So you slashed the tires on her Jeep, either to jump her later that night when she was all alone or to be her only hope when she needed a ride home. With the latter, you would scare the hell out of her again without any witnesses, either through intimidation, or with...other means. However, you got interrupted and dropped the keys to your dick mobile in the parking garage."

"Wild imagination, Agent Shaw.", Ms. Jergen replied. "My client lost them the previous weekend at his parent's house."

"Oh, is that why he paid the Jeffersonian parking attendant 500 dollars to not tell anyone he asked about finding them in the parking lot last week?", the agent replied.

"He's a liar, Agent Shaw.", Gerald said. "Just jealous of what I have."

"Well, your plan went up in smoke when she found the damage to her tires and then left earlier than usual.", Genny said quietly. "Quickly, you came up with another...even better plan in your mind, so when the opportunity presented itself Tuesday, you went for it by destroying her locker and stealing those items from Antiquities. While you were burglarizing her apartment, you found her bank book in her lingerie drawer, but then that fantasy you had of making love with Jessica came into play...you just couldn't help yourself. Perhaps you imagined the two of you in her bed...her couch...probably in the shower..."

Genny leaned a little closer. "You're thinking to yourself...how does that skinny ass bastard Aubrey get all that and I get nothing? You didn't want the fantasy to end, but you also wanted to leave a calling card...so you stole her panties and jerked off on the first thing you could find before hiding it, thinking it wouldn't be noticed. Then you hit another snag when you went to return the stuff to Antiquities and Dr. Miller was there, so you hid everything in your locker with the intention of putting it back when you returned."

"One problem with that, Agent Shaw.", Gerald said with a smirk. "I was driving to Florida Tuesday night while all this supposedly went down."

The agent pulled out another paper. "You said you left town right away after work, right?"

"I've already told you that I did. I got there about 4:00 in the morning and crashed until about 2PM. Call our maid down there and she'll confirm it. Now, quit making me repeat myself. I won't tell you again, you hear me?"

Ignoring the barely concealed rage, the ASAC pulled a printout from one of her folders. "Well then, can you explain how you got a speeding ticket for going 85 in a 70 mile hour zone outside Fayetteville, North Carolina at 12:30 PM while you were allegedly sleeping in a beach house in St. Augustine, Florida?"

"Computer error. Obviously the cops in BFE screwed up. I was in Florida."

Genny read the response from the North Carolina State Highway Patrol. "Um, no...this is your Alfa Romeo and your licence plate...Maxwell3. You're the one identified as the driver."

"Whatever, Agent Shaw. I've watched enough cop shows to know that what you have is circumstantial.", Gerald said, grinning at the agent. "You can't prove a damn thing because...you have no DNA."

"Oh, but I do, Gerald." Shaw pulled a baggie and a glove out of her jacket. Carefully, she put his empty water glass in it. "Remember your little hissy fit in Dr. Miller's office earlier today? You know, when you dumped your coffee cup and then drank his cans of soda for his later meeting? You left some DNA...and there's also some on this water glass you drank from."

The color drained out of the former intern's face as he realized what was happening. "You can't do this...that bitch lied about me. She's been trying to smear me for months. That profiler told me so."

It was Genny's turn to be surprised. "Excuse me?"

"That profiler woman….Karen. She said Jessica has been spreading lies about me...telling women that I can't get it up and that I'm into guys. I'm not going to take that shit lying down. Jessica Warren needs to learn that she can't steal other women's boyfriends, or spread rumors to make me look bad. Most of all, she's not going to get away with flaunting it the way she does and then pushing me away. It ain't happening."

Genny decided she heard enough. Getting out her cuffs, she read Gerald his rights. "Gerald Maxwell, you are under arrest for burglary, vandalism, and making a false statement to the police."

*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*

In the observation room, Aubrey's disgust was intermixed with pride with his number two's interrogation.

"I am mightily impressed with that Agent Shaw.", Caroline said.

"So am I.", Aubrey replied.

"We should have a little chat with your friend Dr. Karen Delfs. She may not have committed a crime, but something stinks this side of that woman. You need to watch her, because when that bon rien man of hers shows how much of a pig he is, she's going to be aiming for you again...and that means she's going to focusing her mad on that ginger squintern of yours."

"I don't care, Caroline. Jess and I love each other...even more now that we did before.", Aubrey said with confidence, thinking of what they shared in the last 14 hours. "Nothing Karen can do will change that, and she's not that stupid. She wouldn't risk her career on her jealousy of Jessica."

Aubrey began to yawn, getting Caroline's attention. Picking up her briefcase, she opened the door. "Now, go get that squintern of yours so you can get home and rest. I need both my boys rested and healed. You hear me?"

The agent smiled at her gentle rebuke. "Yes, ma'am."

Jessica was staring out the window of Aubrey's office looking at the lights of the nation's capital. The butterflies that she had when she arrived here had developed into pure squawking vultures, wreaking havoc on her stomach.

'The interrogation is taking forever...please get him, Genny…' Her thoughts were so engrossing that she didn't hear the footsteps until it was too late.

"Why the hell did you drag Aubrey here for your bullshit?"

Turning around, she saw Karen standing there. "Aubrey and I were requested to be here. I'm sure you have things to do, so you can leave me alone now."

"You're a troublemaker, but your time's coming, little girl. I'm warning you that if something happens to Steve's career, or Aubrey's, because of your lies, you're going to regret messing with me. I'm not going to let you win."

"Karen, whatever contest you have us in, you've won, all right? Now get a life, please? You sound like a broken record. "

"I'll get a life when you-"

"Jessica, ready to go?", Genny said. "Karen, you're still here I see. Steve left an hour ago."

"I know...I'm dropping off some reports before I go look for him."

Genny thought about what Gerald Maxwell had said. "Dr. Delfs, I have to talk to you about a case tomorrow. Be in my office at 9:00 sharp."

"Excuse me, I have profiles to do-"

"That's not a request. Be here or I'll call Agent Tanner and he'll make sure you're here.", Genny said quietly before turning to Jessica. "Aubrey's ready to go. I have Agent Thompson processing Gerald now. Being that it's too late for night court, he'll spend a pleasant night here courtesy of the DOJ."

"Gerald?", Karen queried. "Gerald who?"

"You'll find out soon enough, Karen. Now, Aubrey and Jessica need to go home and I have paperwork to do so I can go home to my son.", Genny replied tersely before looking to the redhead. "Come on Jessica, I'll walk you to the elevator."

Karen watched as they greeted Aubrey on his crutches. As she observed them walk away a thought crossed her mind.

'The only Gerald that I can think of is that Maxwell guy….but...no...impossible. The stuff I told him was only to get him riled up enough to use his father's influence to get her out of the lab...and away from Aubrey and Steve. He seems too smart to do something crazy...must be some other guy who fell for her shit. Poor loser.'

Two hours later, Jessica and Aubrey were brushing their teeth together in the downstairs bathroom. While the redhead washed her face, her boyfriend answered the call of nature, but eventually, the two came together in bed as Jessica put her head on her boyfriend's chest.

"It's been...a wild day, Jess."

"It has.", the redhead responded as she held Aubrey tighter, causing him to wince. "Shit, Superman, I'm sorry…"

"It's okay, Jess...are you all right?"

The redhead was quiet. "No...but I will be. Do you really think Gerald did stuff like this with other women?"

Aubrey decided honesty was the best policy. "Yes...I do, Jess. He had all that lingerie...he had a PI tailing you...he's obsessed with the fact you wouldn't sleep with him. I have no doubt he sexually harassed other interns...and did things to other women. I can't work on the case, but I'm confident Genny will find out what other skeletons that asshole is keeping in his closet. Then, you will be safe again. It's probably good you're staying with me right now."

"Maybe…but I can't hide here forever, Aubrey. I do have an apartment of my own. I can't let Gerald keep me from living my life."

"I know...but you can stay here as long as you want.", Aubrey said before kissing her head. "You know that, right?"

"I do.", Jessica said with a smile that didn't reach her eyes. "I have to stay with you for at least another couple of weeks until you're 100% recovered."

"Cute, Jessica. I'm serious. though."

Jessica stared at the wall. "I know. I love you, Superman."

"I love you too, Jess."

The couple came together and held each other as close as they could without hurting Aubrey, closing their eyes and finally drifting off to sleep.