Disclaimer: Don't own them, if I did, things would be very different ... Ross would alway be nice to Bobby and the Chief of D's would be castrated!

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CHAPTER 22

Rich Man Poor Man ... but who's really who?

The rapid foot steps of nurse Cloe could be heard just outside of Goren's room, when she saw Mr. Addleson standing over Bobby, panic was clearly written on her face.

"Who are you and why are you in Detective Goren's room?"

"I'd like to speak with him … privately … you can go away now Miss."

"Hey buddy, I don't know who you think you are but I'm the boss here … GOT IT!? GET OUT!"

"Cloe, I would like to hear what he has to say but … I don't want to be alone with him."

Cloe, a large set woman, was not about to budge. Bobby was her patient and she did not like this man in front of her. She crossed her arms over her chest and stood her ground.

"What we need to talk about Detective is private, I mean you no harm."

"I have a hard time believing that Richard, after all, it was your son that shot me."

"What!? That's it, you need to leave. Detective, I'm calling security."

"No Cloe, he's peeked my curiosity. Go on."

Mr. Addleson motions for Cloe to leave the room. She pulls a chair close to Goren's bed and sits down.

"I'm not leaving my patient. Deal with it or get out."

"You heard the lady. If you have something to say to me, you can say it in front of my nurse, she's sworn to secrecy."

Cloe makes the zipper motion across her lips, she crosses her legs and sits back in her chair, indicating that she has no intention of leaving.

"I'm a rich and powerful man Miss Cloe, don't underestimate me."

"Are you trying to intimidate me? Because if you are, save it for one of those, she looks out into the hall and waves her hand around, young little 'just got out of nursing school kids,' I'm not afraid of you. I'm afraid of losing my patient. This man, she points at Bobby, is all I'm concerned with. So speak your mind, it will stay in this room and then, GET -- OUT!"

Addleson is used to people falling down for him, he waves his money around and gets what he wants, when he wants. That's where Jake got his attitude in life … his mantra if you will. He was exasperated at Nurse Cloe's lack of respect towards him … he has no choice … he gives in.

"Fine, close the door."

"What do I look like, your servant? Shut the door yourself."

He sighs heavily and shuts the door.

"Okay, ground rules of my own Mr.? He nods his head no. Fine, you stay on the other side of the room and keep your hands where I can see them. She turns to Bobby with a much softer look on her face. Is that how you say it Detective?"

"Yeah Cloe, just like that."

"I'll sit here by my patient and keep an eye on his vitals. Nothing you say will leave this room but at anytime I feel that you are a threat to him, I will be a threat to you. The floor is yours."

"Right, well … Goren, I have Jack Eames."

Bobby tries to sit up, his EKG starts to go off again and Cloe stands up to settle him down. She glares at Addleson.

"Where is he Richard!?"

"He's safe … but we have some business before I tell you where he is."

"Cloe, could you leave us alone please?"

"But Detective."

"You can see us through the glass and I have my call button … go, I'll be fine."

Cloe reluctantly leaves the room but stands right outside the glass enclosure and keeps her eyes on Addleson but also has her laptop with Bobby's vitals being updated every few minutes, right at her hands.

"What business?" Bobby glances over at Cloe and cracks his neck. Cloe looks confused but only for a few seconds. Bobby presses the call button.

"Your Partner killed my son."

"He tried to kill me. It's her job to protect her Partner … she had no choice Richard."

"If you want Jack, I want your Partner."

"What?"

"I want her resignation on the Chief of D's desk by morning. Then you'll get Jack."

"Call him … he already has it. She resigned last night or was it two nights ago … whatever, she already did. Where's Jack?"

"When I can verify you story, you'll have Jack Eames."

"When you can verify … ya know what Richard, kidnapping a cop is a Federal offence, even you can't get out of that one. It makes me wonder what your poor defenseless schizophrenic wife might think of you and your … um … business ventures. Especially if the money that you're paying for her private Doctors and nurses and the house that you have her locked away in, dries up … you know, because you'll be in PRISON!"

Addleson advance towards Bobby's bed, Cloe and security came rushing in. Bobby started to read him his rights.

"You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to have an attorney present during questioning. If you cannot afford an attorney, one will be appointed for you. Do you understand these rights?"

"I can afford more than an attorney Goren!"

"Yeah … booties and a crib too Dickie?"

Addleson spun around with his hands cuffed behind his back from the security guards and just stared at Goren.

"Don't fuck with me or my Partner Richard … I may not have all your money but I know all your secrets! Take him to 1PP guys. My Partner will be very interested in what he has to say, won't she, Dick?"

The security guards dragged him away and uniform police officers met them at the entrance to the hospital. Goren called Captain Ross and explained everything, at least he tried … he wasn't feeling well so Cloe took over. When Goren hit the call button, Cloe grabbed one of the Doctors voice recorders and taped the whole conversation … she's watched a lot of detective shows. When she got off the phone with the Captain, she went back to being 'Nurse Cloe' and tending to her patient. She called code blue … he wasn't breathing!

Eames, Eames and Scoop, Lean on a Limo

Scoop, dressed in his street clothes or as John Eames would call them … 'ass ac'… was leaning up against the Addleson's Limo. For some reason, it was outside the hospital. It never dawned on anyone of them, that Richard Addleson was there harassing Bobby.

"Hey kid, off the limo!"

Scoop stood up to his full height. He was smoking a cigarette. The 'goon' was taken aback by 'the kids' size.

"I've been looking for you pal."

"Ah me. Who are you kid?"

"Jack Eames Partner."

"And I'm his sister, Detective Eames."

"I'm his Father, Sergeant John Eames. Where's my son?"

All three have their guns drawn on the Addleson's limo driver. He swallows hard and puts his hands up.

"Don't make me ask you again, Scoop advances on him. He slams him up against the limo. I really don't care about your rights … I was just signed to a pro-football team. They can fire me for knocking your teeth out, I don't give a shit. Where is my Partner?"

"I don't know, the old man has him."

Eames' phone rings … the hospital needs her to sign some forms. Bobby is being rushed back into surgery.

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Oh please, you know I love my cliffies! I also love Bobby ... he over did it ... it's FanFic ... he'll be fine ... maybe ...............................................?