The next morning, Riggs woke up with a pounding headache. How much did he drink? He must've had enough to drink only to end up in a random apartment. When he turned, he saw the same beautiful woman he met at the bar. She was still sound asleep. That was the perfect opportunity to sneak out. He tip toed into Denise's living room and called Roger.
"Where are you?" Roger sounded frantic on the other line.
"Doesn't matter! Can you come get me?" Riggs whispered.
"Where is your truck?" Roger asked.
"Well...I kinda had too much to drink and I..." Roger cut Riggs off.
"Oh for the love of God, you went home with a woman. Didn't you?"
"Look, I'll explain when I see you. Can you come get me. I'm downtown at the Applewood Apartment Complex. You know, by that fancy looking Starbucks." Riggs explained.
Roger gave an exasperated sigh and said, "Fine! Be outside. I'll be there."
Once they got off the phone, Riggs carefully snuck out of the apartment and 15 minuets later, Roger pulled up and they drove away.
"So what happened?" Roger started.
Riggs told him everything only for Roger to say, "You go on saying how you aren't over your late wife, then you bitch about how you miss Palmer and now you're sleeping with random women..."
"In my defense, I've only done this once." Riggs snapped.
"But what I'm trying to say is that you need to talk to Cahill about this...about how you miss Miranda, how you miss Palmer and your incident last night. What are you doing? Trying to fill a void in your life?"
Riggs didn't say anything. That was when Roger's cell phone rang. Roger handed I to Riggs and he answered it. It was their captain!
"Hey, captain...uh huh...uh huh...yeah...okay, we'll be there."
Riggs hung up the phone and Roger looked at him as if asking, 'What was that all about?'
"A new case downtown. We need to get there right away."
Riggs and Rogers made it downtown to where the crime scene. There was a dead man and woman on the floor of an apartment. The couple looked no older than their early twenties.
"Wow." Roger observed the couple. "Wonder what the motive was?" Looking at the stab wounds on both bodies. He counted at least 20 of them.
"Possible revenge plot. They were stabbed repeatedly and left to die. The girl's throat was slashed before she was stabbed." Bailey replied.
"Wow. Bitches be crazy." Roger chuckled.
"Then again, we don't know if it was a man or woman who killed them." Bowman replied this time.
"Nine out of ten chances, it was a woman because only a woman would kill a man over revenge." Riggs added.
Roger just gave him a look. As they were searching the apartment, they found drugs in the boyfriend's closet. It was $10,000 worth of cocaine.
"Geeze, he was a drug addict too?" Roger looked shocked.
"Seems like it." Bailey said and walked over to him.
Roger noticed that Riggs was really into the case. Riggs was looking at everything in the apartment. Roger walked over to Riggs and was about to say something but Riggs cut him off.
"I don't want to talk about it right now and…." Roger looked at him and waited for him to finished what he was going to say, but he never did. Roger watched as Riggs picked up a picture and looked at it.
"Do you know her?" He asked his friend.
"Yeah, this is the girl I met last night and went home with." He told him. Roger looked at the picture again.
Back at the LAPD
Riggs and Roger walking into Avery's office. Riggs lost in his thoughts of the woman from last night. So when Riggs ran into Roger's back it caught him off guard. He looked at Roger and then looked in front of him. Riggs's eyes went wide.
"Palmer." He said in a low voice. There in front of him was the woman that he loved. She still looked the same. She had blonde hair and those green eyes of hers, he could get lost in them.
"Hello, Martin..." she replied.
Later that day
Denise felt a twinge of sadness. Riggs has left hours after she woke up. Why did he leave so soon? Not even telling her? She could still smell him in her bedsheets and feel his body pressed against her's. She knew this was love because she had never felt this way for anyone since...well since her first love from college. They had been together on and off for a while. He had been there for her when she was at her lowest. Then one day, he ended it with her when she had entered the hospital. It hurt her, for she believed she'd never find love again. It wasn't until she met Martin. He listened to her speak and cared. Now he was all she could think about...fantasize about...
Pulling out her notebook, she opened up a blank page that she hadn't written in and used this opportunity to write down all the things her mind wanted her to say but didn't allow her to:
I met you last night and was taken about at you. You opened up to me and I did you. Then you listened to me...you gave me the feeling you cared...I know you cared because you did. Then you made sweet love to me...you showed me how you could care for me. Then this morning, you left before I could spend another moment in your arms...staring into your beautiful hazel/brown eyes. I know I most likely won't get to see you again.
Denise put her notebook down and searched for Riggs on her computer and all that came up was the LAPD. There she found his profile and his picture. She traced her fingers along his picture and kissed it.
"I love you, Martin...please know that..."