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Chapter 4 / it's so hard not to ship these two!

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The Truth … Whatever That Is

They're lying there on her floor and now she's contemplating pizza. The fact of the matter is … she's starving. Alex Eames was not one of those women that lost their appetite when they were upset, she could eat any time anywhere and not gain an ounce.

"Extra cheese, peppers, mushrooms and sausage?"

"Yup."

"Hmm."

"So, is the paint on your ceiling wet?"

She turns her head towards him, then turns it back and elbows him in the side.

"Sorry, but I don't know how to fix this Eames. I have to fix me first. I guess I want to be free like Dec said … free from everything. Free from Major Case, free from thought and free from the bad blood between us. I kind of don't want to be free from that pizza right now though … it smells good."

"Okay, lets eat and then we can continue being pissed at each other. Sound good?"

"Sounds great."

The two detectives sat in relative silence while they ate their pizza. They would glance up at each other, try to make small talk … weather and the like, she asked how his car was running, which lead into a spirited conversation about Lewis. Then they finished their pizza and Bobby cleaned up. Alex went into her living room and sat on the couch. Bobby joined her a few minutes later and sat beside her … he made her a cup of tea.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome."

"Why do you want to be free from Major Case? You fought so hard to get your shield back."

"I need a break. How would you feel if your father was Mark Ford Brady and everyone knew it? I feel like a freak. I mean, everyone thinks I'm a psycho as it is, this was the nail in my coffin."

"Don't say that Bobby. The only one that has a problem with you is Moran and it's because you're always right and he's always wrong."

"Well, I have a real problem with Ross and Rodgers. Rodgers had no right divulging that information to Ross, that test was confidential. Don't even get me started on Ross. He just sucks!"

"Did you just say our Captain sucks?"

"Yeah, that sums it up for me."

"You're how old Bobby? Forty something and that's how you express your feelings? I thought we were really starting to get somewhere. Captain Ross sucks just isn't good enough coming from a man with above average intelligence. Elaborate."

"What part of, he sucks … don't you get?"

"Bobby! This doesn't even sound like you. Look, I'm not defending him … what he did to you during your brother's murder … well … sucks … but he is also a man with above average intelligence, he made it to Captain of Major Case for a reason."

"Yeah, to piss me off."

Trying to imitate Ross's voice. "You're sounding a little paranoid Detective."

"Funny Eames."

Eames has a goofy smile on her face, he hasn't seen that smile in a very long time. They were talking for the first time in years. Was it getting them anywhere? That was still 'to be determined' but the point was they were sitting in her living room talking, for now that was a step in the right direction.

"Eames, I'm gonna get going … thanks for the talk but this is something I have to sort out myself. It's my life to do what I want with … for the first time since I can remember actually. I may or may not go back to Major Case but one thing is for sure, we are still friends … thanks for that."

He gets up and heads for her door, she cuts him off stepping in front of him blocking the door.

"What you don't seem to get Bobby, your life is my life too. Will you stay with me tonight? I think we have something else to sort out."

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Please review, it's sooo hard not to ship! If I do , it will be a BIG secret ... please I need feedback! Thanks for reading! Judeey