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"The cake's on the couch," I informed Chase as he tucked me in. He nodded and placed a kiss on my forehead.

"Get some sleep darlin'," he told me, "I'll have the cake cleaned up in a jiffy." As he was at the door I called out, "when you finish will you come back here?" I saw him pause and turn back at me with a smile.

"'Course," he replied. I smiled as I drifted off. My eyes came back open when Chase scooted a chair up to the bed. What a gentleman.

"Lay with me till I fall asleep?" I asked. He nodded and took off his shoes. He climbed on the bed and wrapped his arms around me.

"I'm right here darlin', just relax," he soothed, drawing me to his chest.

"I forgot to ask, why did you call?" I mumbled, already half asleep.

"It doesn't matter, sleep," he said, rubbing my arm. I saw a flash of movement in the living room before my eyes fluttered closed.

I woke up to a note on my pillow and a hint of Old Spice.

Darlin', I stayed till you fell asleep. See you today. ~Chase

Aww, how sweet. I smiled and stretched. I realized I wasn't alone when my eyes landed on Ranger, who was asleep sitting up in the chair in the corner of my room. I then remembered our conversation yesterday. Sadness washed over me. I got out of bed, trying not to wake Ranger. As I got to the door, I heard a sad, "Babe." I looked back to see Ranger looking at me. I walked out the door to find donuts on the counter. I ate a couple and went to the couch. I grabbed the pictures from their hiding spot and looked over them again. There was no denying the evidence. Lester was talking to Ethan. I just couldn't believe it. Lester would never do something like this. I was his friend, his partner I would know. Ranger was his cousin and friend, wouldn't he know? I guess not. A tear ran down my face as I thought of him betraying one of us. I just couldn't picture it. Lester would never. But he did, I reminded myself. I put the pictures on the table and stood up.

"Chase seems nice," Ranger commented from behind, "I came in when he was in the room with you, I was lucky to get out unnoticed.

"He is nice. I thought I saw movement last night. Well, if you got another place to stay, you wouldn't be at risk," I told him, going to get another donut. I couldn't meet Ranger's eyes after last night.

"Babe, I'm-," Ranger started but I cut him off.

"Listen Ranger, I'm sorry for not looking at the evidence. I just didn't want to believe it," I said, still not looking at him, "and I wasn't saying that you needed to find a new place. You're always welcome to stay here." He came towards me and wrapped me in a hug. He tilted my chin up and made me meet his eyes.

"Babe, that doesn't excuse my behavior towards you. I shouldn't have over reacted like that. I don't want to believe he did it either," Ranger told me. I nodded. When I thought he was going to kiss me he, he let go. I was a little disappointed but also a little relieved. There was something between Chase and I. I had to see where it would lead. Chase had phone manners, was really nice, he was interested in me, was definitely good looking, and had a charming personality. Then there was Ranger. I liked a lot about him, but there was some things I just couldn't tolerate. Such as, only being his fuck buddy.

"Babe, do you think it's smart to put your address on your cards?" he asked, looking at my business cards that were laying on the counter. I shrugged.

"It's not like they couldn't find me anyways," I told him, "besides what if they want to turn themselves in?" He shook his head and did his ghost smile. There was a knock at the door and I quickly hid the photos as Ranger went to the bedroom. I walked to the door and looked out the peep-hole. I didn't see anyone there. Hmm, that was odd. I opened the door and looked around. I saw a little box in front of my door. I wonder what it was. I picked it up and shut the door.

"All clear!" I yelled out, setting the box on my counter. Ranger came out and saw the box.

"Have any stalkers of late?" he asked, eyeing the box.

"Not that I know of," I told him. I started opening the box. I screamed and dropped the box. Inside was probably the ugliest thing I had ever seen. Ranger picked up the box, looked inside and then looked at me.

"Babe, it's a mole," Ranger told me, setting the box down.

"It scared me and it's ugly," I said. I looked back in the box. It was small, brown, furry, and I couldn't see ears or eyes. It had long claw hands. It was scary looking. I had a hunch on who gave me this little present.

"Have any idea who would give this to you?" Ranger asked, looking at me with a raised eyebrow.

"I have a slight idea," I told him, "Roger Hamil. He was charged with armed robbery. He works at an exotic pet store and he stole a lot of animals, using a poisonous snake as a weapon. I left my card at his house the other day." Ranger just grinned and shook his head.

"Babe," he said, chuckling, "any idea why he gave you a mole?" I shook my head.

"No idea. Maybe he just thought it would be funny." Ranger shrugged.

"Maybe."

"What am I supposed to do with him all day?" I asked, looking down at the creature.

"I don't know, what are you doing all day?" he asked.

"Well, I'm going to go to RangeMan and run searches, maybe talk to Les. Then I'm going to see if I can get Hamil, after I'll go to the bonds office, then I'll come back here to get ready for your funeral," I told him, listing the things on my fingers as I talked. He nodded.

"Why don't you just take it with you? Drop it off at Hamil's when you take him in," Ranger suggested.

"Okay. I guess, but I really don't want to carry this guy in," I said, pointing at the furry mole, who was just sitting there.

"What else do you want to do with him? I have some leads I need to check out," Ranger told me. I sighed.

"Fine, I'll have to take Mo with me," I said, giving a name to the creature.

"Mo?" Ranger asked in disbelief, "you're giving it a name?"

"Yes, I want to know what to call it," I told him, "and Mo could be a girl or guy name."

"I'm heading out, babe," he said, giving me a kiss on the forehead. He was out the door before I could say bye. I sighed and looked down at Mo.

"Men," I muttered, "you'd think he could have some manners. Can you behave while I take a shower and get dressed?" I saw it sniff, and I took that as a yes. I got some clean clothes and headed to the bathroom. I showered, dressed, and put my make-up on. I went out in the kitchen to find Mo's box tipped over and he was crawling on the counter, heading for the edge.

"Mo!" I shouted, running over to stop him from falling. I was calling Mo a him. I got him safely back to his box and realized that maybe he wasn't that bad. What do moles even eat? I made myself some cereal and walked over to my laptop. I logged on and searched moles. It said they eat earthworms. I knew that I could probably get earthworms from the pet store. After I finished my cereal I dropped a grape in Rex's cage and said bye before I headed out the door, Mo and his box in hand. I got in my car and put Mo in the passenger seat.

"Here we go buddy. Off to get you some food," I said as I pulled out of the lot. I made my way to the pet store and went in.

"Can I help you ma'am?" a boy, who's name tag read Kirk.

"Do you have earthworms here?" I asked him.

"Yeah, back of the store, near the goldfish," he told me, pointing towards the sign that said fish. I thanked him and walked back there. I saw that there were bags of earthworms with dirt on a shelf. I picked one of the smallest bags up, hopefully I wouldn't have Mo longer than a day. I payed for the worms and dirt and headed out to the car. I found the box tipped over again and Mo making a nice sized hole in my car's seat.

"Mo! Bad! Don't do that!" I yelled, picking him up and putting him back in the box. I put the bag of recently purchased worms on the floor and headed towards RangeMan. When I got there, I made my way to my cubicle so I could pour the dirt and worms into Mo's box. I picked Mo up and did the only thing I could. I put him in a drawer while I put the dirt and worms in his box. When it was all in there, and it all fit too, I opened the drawer and put Mo back in his box. He seemed to enjoy the dirt. I even kept a worm separate so he could have it right then. I moved the box up next to my computer and started on the searches that were overflowing in my inbox. Damn Rodriguez. I seriously needed to find out who the hell he is. I worked on the searches until twelve. I sat back, cracked my knuckles, and rolled my neck. I had most of them done, and it looked like I wouldn't be able to try and get Hamil before the funeral. I went to break room and got a sandwich. Tank was sitting at one of the tables, not looking good. I went over and sat across from him.

"How are you big guy?" I asked, taking a bite of my sandwich.

"I'm okay. There was a problem with an account so I had to go over there and deal with it. It's all fixed now," Tank told me with a small smile. I knew he was also upset and sad about Ranger's 'death', of course he would never out right admit it.

"Are you going to say anything at the funeral?" I asked him.

"I might say a few words," he informed me. I nodded.

"So, any information on who killed Ranger?" I asked, "or who killed Roy?"

"Not on Ranger. They did find his remains though," Tank told me, looking unsettled by this. I patted his hand.

"We all miss him," I said, "what about Roy?"

"Well, he was working undercover at the time. I don't know if you've heard of the Salvador's, but they're a really bad gang. We're trying to get them busted, since they came in on our territory. Evan Szchoski is Astro Salvador's second in command. Roy was getting information on them, so the cops could bust them," Tank told me, "Ranger had started it right before he was in the wind. We're going to make sure we follow through." I nodded. I now had more information, that may be helpful.

"So you think that one of them killed Ranger and Roy?" I asked. Tank nodded.

"Although, I'm still not sure how the bomb got in Ranger's apartment," Tank said, "it must have been in his bag. No one had been up on seven after he left, not even you or Ella."

"I'm sure we'll figure it out," I encouraged, eating the rest of my sandwich.

"I sure hope so Bomber. We have another guy undercover and hopefully he stays alive."

"Well, I have more searches to run, see you later," I said, getting up. Tank didn't say anything as I left. I went to my cubicle to see Lester examining the box with Mo in it. Of course he couldn't see Mo since he had made a a tunnel.

"What's in here beautiful?" he asked, trying to see something through the dirt.

"Mo," I told him, sitting down at my desk.

"And what is Mo?" Lester asked, hesitantly sticking a finger in the dirt.

"A mole," I said. Lester jerked his finger out of the dirt so fast, it made me laugh. He grinned at me and put the box down. I realized that now was probably the only chance I could get Les alone to talk to him about Ethan Szchoski.

"Les?" I asked as he still studied the box of dirt.

"Yeah?" he asked, looking at me.

"Do you know who Ethan Szchoski is?" I asked.

"You mean Al...I mean Astro Salvador's second in command?" he asked. He almost said something else instead of Astro, and I wanted to know what.

"Yeah," I said.

"What about him? I mean he's a bad guy," Les told me, taking a seat on my desk.

"Is it true that you were talking to him yesterday?" I asked, crossing my fingers that he wouldn't lie and that maybe he'd have a perfectly reasonable explanation.

"No," he lied, "who gave you that idea?" Shit, Les what have you gotten yourself into?

"I heard through the grape vine," I told him. He nodded.

"Well, it wasn't true. The only reason I'd be talking to him was if I needed info on a skip or he was a skip. Neither which is the case," he told me. Well, at least the skip part was true. That counts for something, right?

"See you later, Steph," he said. He gave me a kiss on the cheek and walked down the hall. I all the hairs stood up on the back of my neck when I got the creepy feeling I was being watched. I turned around and didn't see anything, but my spidey-sense was telling me something. I just didn't know what. I did a couple more searches before I decided it was time to go home and get ready for the funeral. I got in my car with Mo and drove to my apartment.

A/N: What'd you think? *Gasp* Lester was the one in those pictures. No wonder Steph freaked out. All things will be sorted out...eventually. I just want you guys to know that I'm leaning towards Ranger. Okay, so I'm thinking it's gonna be a babe fic and then maybe an alternate ending for Chase, I just can't break the poor guy's heart. Hope you like it. Thanks for reading. Please review!