AN: Sorry it ttok so long for me to post up this chapter, I was loaded down with homework and work, my dad had ear surgery yesterday, and we had our house repiped today...so I finally got to the computer today...hope you enjoy...it's told in the third person...or whatever. Enjoy!

Chapter 14

Previously on Deception...

"You and I have some stuff to talk about, Goren." And she pulled him by the scruff of his neck into the conference room, looking extremely livid. At that moment, I was glad that I wasn't Bobby.

And now...

As the door shut behind them, Alex whirled around to face Bobby.

"What the Hell were you thinking?! You decide one night to see if it was funny to 'kill' yourself?" He raised his hands in a peace gesture.

"No! It wasn't like that! Not at all!"

"Well than what was it? Hmm? What was it?" He stood there trying to find the words to describe what he was thinking.

"I did it for you." Her face changed from anger to confused anger.

"I'm sure!" She took a step closer to Bobby, and he took a step back.

"Really! Believe me!" She snorted.

"Believe you?! Why should I believe you, when you led us..me!...to believe that you were dead!?" He opened his mouth and closed it again. "Answer me!"

"I told you! I did it for you!" She stared at him, then took another step forward, then another, until she had back him into the wall. Suddenly she swung at him, hitting him in the shoulder. He gasped in pain, and tried to get around her.

"How could you?! You think that you can just go off and play dead, leaving us to deal with a frickin' psychopath?"

"I was undercover! We were working on the case, trying to figure out who was behind it!"

"Don't hide behind that excuse! You know damn well that I don't believe you went undercover before you 'died!'"

"I was drunk!"

"What?" She was know even more confused.

"When I...thought...of...jumping off the bridge...I was drunk...and I actually was going to...jump...when I...when I thought of you...and then...then I couldn't do...it...and then...then...well...you know the rest." There was silence, then,

"How long were you drunk?" He looked at her warily. "Answer the question."

"About 2 and a half weeks ago was when I started."

"...How stupid could you be?! To start drinking!?" His face changed from shame to one of anger.

"Why didn't you talk to me about what Eddie was doing? I had to find out from Rai what was going on!" She seemed to deflate in front of him.

"Because...because..."

"See? The same could be said about you!" Her anger returned in a flash.

"How could jumping off a bridge solve anything?!" He was silent. "Oh please, tell me. I dying to know." Her sarcasm was biting, and he visibly flinched.

"I thought it would be best for you!" Off her silence he continued. "You were seemed so unhappy and distracted around me...you...you never showed up to work one day and...and the next day you were happy...the...the...only time...that you seemed unhappy was when I was with you!"

"The only time I was happy was when I was with you!" There was silence after that as they stared at each other.

"Really?Wh...why?" She looked down at her shoes. Bobby stepped forward and tilted her head up to see her eyes, wincing as he moved his shoulder where she punched him. "Alex?" That was her undoing. She took the final step into Bobby's arms and started to sob into his chest.
"Because...when I was with...you...I could...sob...focus on...you...and what we...sniff...do together...sob...it...was...a lot better...than...what...sob...was waiting...for me at...hom...home." And she clutched his shirt even tighter.

"Ohh Alex. Shh, I'm here now. I'm not dead. I'm so..." He stopped because his eyes were stinging from the tears his was trying to keep in. "...so sorry."

"It's just when...sob...I heard that you were...dead...I couldn't...tell you...I was devastated...it hurt so much." Tears were now making their way down his cheeks. He buried his nose into her hair.

"What did you not get to tell me?" He whispered, tightening his hold on her.

"That I...I..." She trailed off to a volume that he could not hear.

"Tell you what, I'll tell you...wh...what...I discovered...an...and then...you can tell me?" After feeling her nod he continued. "When...when I was on the bridge, the only thing that kept me from jumping was you. Who would protect you when I was gone, and things like that, so...so I stepped back...over the rail...then in the shelter...I kept...thinking...about what...I could have done to...stop the whole thing...and... I was having...serious...doubts...then...getting sucked into the undercover thing...the only reason was because you were in danger...and...then...the note...it's just that...had...had they not...approached me...then...I would've come back...sooner." He shook his head and laid it back down on hers. "The main thing...was...that...it was all for...you...because...because...I love you." At this, she removed her head from beneath his. He hated the look of vulnerability in her eyes. "I truly love you." She smiled a watery smile and replied.

"Thank you Bobby...I love you, too." They stood there in silence, taking in the feeling of having each other in their arms. "You know?" She mumbled into his chest.

"Hmm?" She smiled, enjoying the feel of the vibrations in his chest.

"I think they all think that I killed you." He pulled his head back and smiled.

"Most likely...so...how much trouble am I in now?"

"A lot...but you can start making it up." And she smiled up at him.

"Oh really? And just how can I do that?" She removed her arm from his waist and crooked her finger in a 'come here,' gesture. He leaned his head forward, and she kissed him. They quickly got lost in the kiss, and a little while later they broke apart for air.

"You're on the right path." And they both smiled. They also knew that they still had some things to work out, but they knew in the end that everything was going to be okay.

AN:It's not over yet...we still have the rest of the gang waiting to see if Bobby's dead...review please.