This is chapter 3. I hope you like it.

Warning: What's inside the 'blue' folder isn't exactly nice. However, I guess it's in tone with the show. It's not really suitable for really young people so I've raised the ratings of the story. But like I said I've seen and heard worse on the show.

Also I'm sorry the chapters are small, but I promise I will try to update as often as possible for those that are reading.

Fire Safety

Major Case Squad, One Police Plaza

Captain Ross sighed a deep, tired, annoyed and very irritated sigh. Once again the safety of one of his Detectives had come into question. Thankfully, this time it wasn't serious but he felt that ever since he had taken up office at Major Case there had been more personal attacks and offences against them then there had before. He'd seen officers kidnapped and officers beaten up but all in the space of a few months? In the same squad? Something just had to be wrong somewhere. He just hoped that it wasn't him, that somehow it wasn't his lack of ability to manage the squad that was getting them into this trouble.

He was stood in the bull pen with the four detectives as they were showing him the blue folder. That was another thing that puzzled him. Just why did people do that? He looked at Goren as it seemed he was doing some explaining. "He packed each one into a small, air tight, vacuum sealed bags. This was to- to preserve them. He was meticulus about it. It was, well, it was very important to him."

"Why? Don't we, uh, usually throw them away?" Logan asked, not even wanting to touch the book since he'd taken his gloves off. They were sat around Goren and Eames desk. Goren was sat at his, Eames at hers, whilst Logan sat on Eames desk and Wheeler and Ross stood next to Goren. The blue folder was closed in the middle of the two conjoining desks.

"Well, yes most of us do. I guess he found a way to preserve them. Like he felt that it carried on the connection for him after the - the intimacy had passed." Goren continued to explain, he was finding this fascinating and really wanted to find out more about what motivated Webber into building his collection.

"Like it really happened?" Eames tried, trying to understand why a man would do such a thing. Goren gave a small nod in agreement, he could see that making sense too.

Wheeler looked at them all and shook her head. "So, let me get this straight, this guy sealed each and every single used condom into small bags, put them into a folder, preserved them in a glass box so that he could believe it really happened?" She asked, incredulously, she couldn't seem to wrap her mind around it.

"Yeah and get this, he wrote the name of each girl next to each one and their date of birth." Logan told them, with a hint of humor as he found it interesting as well.

"As well as the date they had sex on." Eames completed for him, not finding it funny and not amused by the fact that Logan was, she gave him a look of annoyance.

"That should make finding these women easier." Ross told them, fiddling with his glasses in his hands. He seemed to ponder something. "Let's try to keep this out of the press, I don't want the media getting a hold of this. Let's not forget why we're here." They all immediately thought about Clare Brooks, the young officer who had lost her life in the house fire. Ross looked at the folder, he was disgusted with the contents and looked at them. "I want you to interrogate him as soon as he's booked."

"I - I don't think that Eames or Wheeler should be in there." Goren said out of concern for their safety. Wheeler looked at him with a raised eyebrow as if he was questioning her ability, but he shook his head to say that wasn't it at all.

"I agree." Logan said, which caused Eames to look at him, ready to argue for herself, and he just shrugged. "Look, he already tried to attack you and since we did arrest him for assualting a police officer." He tried to explain, not wanting to offend her, that was the last thing he wanted to do. Thankfully he was saved by their captain, who happened to agree with him and Goren.

"Logan and Goren can do the interrogation. Since he does seem to already have hostility toward women let's not give him any more reason to act on that hostility." Ross told them with fanality, so that Wheeler and Eames knew that they couldn't argue with his decision, not that they would try. Eames decided that since she could not be involved in the interrogation that she would look up these women in the book, she showed that decision by opening up her laptop and opening up the first page of the book. Wheeler walked over to her and the two guys walked away from them and headed towards the interrogation rooms.

Wheeler looked at Eames and pulled up a chair, shrugging. "My mom used to have commitment issues with men. Now I can see why." Wheeler spoke like it didn't mean anything to her but Eames knew otherwise but sensing that she wasn't looking for a personal conversation, just making a comment, Eames quietly snorted and shook her head.

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Interrogation Room

Major Case Squad, One Police Plaza

Chris Webber and his lawyer were sat at the table, facing the one-way mirror. Webber looked disheveled, tired and weary but that wasn't what he felt. He felt angry, frustrated and confused. He hadn't expected himself to be arrested and right now he was cursing himself for losing his temper on a cop no less. When he saw the two male cops, the ones who had cuffed him whilst they had held him to the wall, he sat back into his chair, trying to be casual. They both sat down next to each other, backs to the mirror, and Goren droped his folder on the desk with a thud. Webber straightened his back and looked at the man, waiting for him to say something.

He hadn't expected the first words to be out of the other detectives mouth. "So, now you know what happens when you hit a cop." Although Logan spoke with a humor that was intended to hide his feelings, Webber could sense that it was personal for them.

"My client was acting out at his personal belongings being taken for absolutely no reason." The lawyer, an middle-aged man with greying hair, stared Logan in the face.

"We had a search warrant." Logan stated, not wanting to argue about that.

"Based on?" The lawyer asked, pushing the subject.

"A note that places him in most recent contact with a police officer who was killed in a house fire." Logan spoke in a tone that told him this was not to be messed with.

Webber was about to open his mouth to speak when Goren spoke quietly to him, his pen making small movements on his pad of paper. "There is no need for you to deny it. We have the folder, the... evidence. My partner is currently tracking down the other women." Webber stared at them, he knew they had the folder, why were they pointing it out to him?

"Wonder what they'll say about you." Logan teased, harshly.

"Have you always kept trophies of your encounters with women?" Goren asked Webber, looking directly at him and no one else. No one else was important right now. Webber didn't look at him and Goren found that annoying so he stood up, making movement in the room to get him to look back round. It worked and Webber looked back up at him. "I've noticed you're not so - so aggressive as you were before." Webber didn't respond, he just stared at him. "Is that because there are no women in the room to control."

"Like the way your tried to control Detective Eames?" Logan asked, not liking the distasteful way he spoke that sentence and Webber picked up on his discomfort realising why it was so personal for him.

"What does it mean to you?" Webber asked, trying to taunt Logan but Logan shook his head refusing to take the bait. Goren helped him by turning the conversation back to the book.

"How long does it take you to wrap each condom into a small bag. I noticed that each bag was carefully sealed. No holes." He used his flat hand in the air to underline each point. "No air. Nothing." Webber retreated into himself somewhat, as if he was mentally trying to escape Bobby Goren. No such luck, since Goren just leaned into him over the table, coming into his face. "That had to take commitment, to keep that up. It's the most important thing to you. More important than the actual women they represent."

"Maybe Officer Brooks knew about what you did." Logan added. "Maybe she asked questions about it, being a cop and all."

"Pushing the buttons in you that are easy to push." Goren continued, standing back from him and walking around the room.

"I believe we've wandered off track." The lawyer spoke up, allowing his presence to be remembered. "This is about the assault on a Police Officer, not the murder of one." He looked at the two Detectives. "My client is going to be arraigned for that charge only, not murder and if you had the evidence he would have already been arrested for murder." Goren sighed and looked at Logan, who raised his eyebrows to indicate that they should just carry on but they heard a knock at the window telling them it was time to leave. Goren grabbed his folder and as they headed for the door and it opened he looked back at Webber.

"Have you always kept them in a folder. Have you always done that?" Goren asked, Webber didn't answer but he looked down at his lap and Goren could've sworn he saw the guy nod his head. They closed the door behind them and walked into the observation room where Captain Ross was standing.

"He is different with men than he is with women." Goren commented the moment he walked into the room. "With women he is controlling, confident, angry even but with men he is withdrawn, shameful and quiet."

"Look into it." Ross told him, and Goren nodded as Ross walked out the room he looked at Logan. "Well done." then he closed the door behind him, leaving Goren to look at Logan inquisitively.

"I was told not to get personal." Logan responded without giving too much away, Goren nodded in understanding and they walked out of the room and headed towards the desk that they had left their partners at, only to find they weren't there.

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Interview Room

Major Case Squad, One Police Plaza

Detectives Goren and Logan walked into the interview room to see their female partners surrounded by crowds of papers and boards filled with names, dates and corresponding numbers. "Woah. You ladies have been busy." Logan said, upon instant sight of their work.

"Yes, well, we couldn't do the 'fun' stuff so we were left doing the 'other' stuff." Eames replied, with a grin. Wheeler handed them a manila folder each and looked at Eames, ready for the explanation, Eames indicated for her to start and Wheeler looked at her partner and than at Goren.

"Well we pulled Webber's luds and managed to account for phone calls to specific cell phones on dates when he 'encountered' these women. He only called them once."

"Once?" Goren found that fact interesting, as he looked through the phone records.

"It doesn't go as far back as we'd like but since some of the cell phones were registered we've been able to confirm their identity and they match the names in the folder." Eames explained, pointing to the names that were on the white boards. "We're tracing them right now."

"Well, you've put us to shame." Logan remarked, with a grin. Eames simply responded by matching his grin. "All we got was that he's always kept a... record."

"Interesting. Is this the only book he has?" Wheeler asked, pointing to the blue folder at the end of the desk.

"It's the only folder that was found during the search, why?" Goren asked, curiously.

"Beacuse the first date in the book is October 1998." Eames explained to them, "When he was booked he stated his date of birth as May 1964. That would make him 34 when he started this book. If he's always done this then either this isn't the only book or..."

"He was virgin until he was 34." Wheeler finished for her, she couldn't help but keep her grin off her face although she tried to hold it back a little. Goren reached for the book to have a look for himself and he tucked that piece of information away in his mind for later, he felt that this would be useful.

"Oh, so this is like that movie." Logan added, "The 40 Year Old Virgin." The other three stare at him and he looks at them with amusement before holding up his hands and hastily adding, "Which I have never watched." Eames smirked, Wheeler shook her head and Goren raised his eyebrows at his colleague. Neither could see him watching the movie and Logan knew he was going to rediculed for knowing the name of the film.

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Home of Amanda Webber

Mother of Chris Webber

Detective Goren and Detective Eames stood in the main living area of Amanda Webber's home, still in their outside coats, waiting for her to return from whatever task it was that she had hurried out to do. Eames trying her best to resist calling out a search party for the woman they'd come to speak and she was actually about to suggest they do that when she returned. Finally was the first word that came to her mind and she was thankful she managed to pull herself back before she spoke it. A self control she had not mastered as until she had become a cop. "I'm so sorry Detectives, my plants, they always need watering this time of year." she explained to them, Eames tried to hide the fact that she couldn't believe that.

Goren looked outside, all he could see was low clouds and the absolute promise of rain. He found this peculiar and looked at Ms Webber with intense curiosity. "In winter?" he asked.

She nodded. "Global warming." she replied, as if that made a reason. Eames resisted the urge to roll her eyes at the woman, realising that getting off on the wrong foot perhaps wasn't the best way to go.

Goren decided she was a woman who over reacted somewhat, since global warming didn't really require you to water your plants on a rainy day. "Mrs Webber, we've come to talk to you about your son, Chris." Eames told her.

"I'm not married." she politely told Eames, with a small smile and handed her a glass of water. Eames held up her hand to say no and Ms Webber put the water back down. "What has his done?"

"Done?" Goren asked, wanting to know the reason she assumed he had done something.

"Well, cops come visiting, it usually means he's gone and done something." She explained to them with a shrug as if it was an everyday thing. "He's always getting himself into trouble, it was his fathers fault really."

"How so?" asked Goren, looking around the room at the pictures on the wall and there were many. As a matter of fact she didn't really need wall paper, the pictures covered it like a piece of patchwork art.

"He was never around." The answer spoke quietly, simply suggested that there was more to that.

"He never looked after little Chris?" Eames asked.

"Oh, no, he did. He always had him over. He was just never really around... us... you know like family. Jeff wasn't a really good role model." Ms Webber spoke timidly about him. "He - he always like the... women." Eames raised her eyebrows at that final word and she put through the connection there and then.

"And Chris likes women." Goren told her.

"Not in the same way." She replied, Goren looked at her and then at his partner. "My Chris was bullied at school... by girls. He was always shy around the pretty ones." she looked at Eames. "You're very pretty." Eames gave her a small smile of thanks but the fact that Ms Webber has stunned her was obvious. Eames had not seen that one coming.

"So are you." Eames didn't really know what else to say to that, it wasn't normal for complete strangers to compliment so politely during an interview. Goren liked the way his partner suddenly seemed shy but she covered it quickly.

The conversation was turning away from the point. "Uh, Ms Webber..." Goren cleared his throat to try to break the look between the two women that had formed in the past few seconds.

"Amanda." she told him as she turned to him.

"Uh, Amanda, did Chris ever bring any girls home?" Goren asked her, after changing the name he used.

"Oh no. He rarely socialised. Barely came into contact with anyone. He used to come home in tears and tell me 'Mama, I'm never gonna meet a nice girl'." She told them, smiling a little at the memory of her son as a child. Eames smiled, trying to picture a young boy saying that but all she could manage was seeing the way he had behaved earlier and her smile faded. Both she and Goren felt that they weren't going to get anything else out of her as she seemed dazed and Goren wondered if perhaps she had a mental problem but he didn't want to enquire.

They bid their goodbyes and thanked her for her time and they headed for the car. "She is a very nice lady." Goren said as they headed for the SUV.

"She's a little wacko." Eames said with a straight face as she walked around the front of the car.

"Maybe but she pointed out something very interesting." He continued as they sat inside the SUV and put their seatbelts on. "He was bullied by girls... the very people he likes to control now." She looked at him and nodded in understanding and they drove away from her house. The whole way back to 1PP, Goren was going through his notes and trying to piece together just who Chris Webber was.

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TBC.