Greg had to admit that he and Addison were getting along great. They liked the same kind of music, movies, and books. Greg hoped that their friendship would move to something more. The two arrived at a scene where a young girl had been brutally raped and murdered. While Greg was gathering evidence, he noticed Addison was standing back and that she looked upset. She kept clenching her hands into fists. After Greg gathered what he could he went over to her.
"Addie, you ok?" he asked.
"Yeah, I'm just not feeling so hot today."
"Do you want me to call Brass; I don't want you working if you feel sick."
"No, I'll be ok, but thanks for offering."
Later, they found evidence of a young boy named Richard Simms seamen in the victim. They brought him into interrogation where Greg, Addie, and Brass talked to him. A uniformed officer stood in the corner.
"We found your semen in Barbra Holly's body." Greg said.
"Yeah, so what? I had sex with her, is that a crime?" Richard asked sarcastically.
"No, but she was raped and then murdered. That is a crime."
"Hey, all I did was fuck her. I don't know what happened to her after that."
"Really?" Greg asked in Richard sarcastic tone.
"So how come we found her blood on clothes in your room?" Richard sighed.
"Ok, I did it. But the stupid bitch wouldn't shut up. I didn't mean to kill her but she just kept screaming. I was a little drunk, but she'd had sex with me before, I mean, she did anybody, the little whore. And then she wouldn't do me just because I was a little drunk, the stupid bitch needed to be taught a lesson." Suddenly Addison lunged at him and pinned him against the wall.
"Listen here you little fucker," she snarled
"I'm going to do everything I possibly can so that you'll be tried as an adult. And I hope to God that some judge gives you a fucking life sentence so you can rot forever, in jail."
Richard couldn't even speak he was so shocked. Brass rose angrily.
"Addison!" he yelled. Addison glared at him with a look that could kill.
"I don't know how they did things in Arizona, but here we don't play like that. Let him go, Now!" Addison stared at Richard again and shoved him against the wall.
Brass turned toward the officer.
"Get his ass out of here." The officer cuffed Richard and led him to the holding cells. Brass glared angrily at Addison.
"Follow me." He said to her furiously. Addison rolled her eyes but followed. Greg, who had been incredibly shocked by what had just happened, snapped out of his coma and followed Addison.
"You know that we don't do that here. I told you that your first day here."
"Did you hear what that little asshole was saying? I couldn't just listen to that bullshit."
"Yeah, that's why we're cops. So we can put those people away, but the second you go out of line, you could get this whole lab into trouble and we can't afford that. You're on one week suspension, without pay."
"Fine." Addison said curtly.
"Now, go home, cool off." Brass told her and walked away. Greg came up behind her.
"What the hell was that?" He asked.
"What?" she replied snappishly
"That in there, when you nailed that kid to the wall, I mean we were all thinking about it, but you had the balls to actually do it." Addison's face didn't change. She still looked angry as hell. Greg was concerned; he'd never seen her like this.
"Hey" Greg said seriously. "What's wrong?" He grabbed her arm gently.
"It's none of your business, Greg. Now let go of me, I'm going home." She yanked her arm out of his grasp and walked down the hallway. Greg stared after her and went back into the lab.