A/N: Sorry I was a little slower updating this time, but too much to do and not enough hours of the day to do it.

Jack McCoy --another character I don't own but wanted to borrow for a small amout of time.

Instead of sending an ADA, Jack McCoy came to personally observe the interrogation. He watched through the glass from the observation room with Captain Ross. Brian Jackson was sitting facing the mirror/window with his lawyer next to him. Alex was seated across from him and Bobby was standing in the corner holding his open binder. Jackson's lawyer had advised him not to respond to anything the Detectives said. So far he had managed to hold onto his temper and not say anything.

In the observation room McCoy said "Your Detectives don't seem to be getting anywhere with the Deputy Mayor."

"Just wait, Mr. McCoy, these two are my best pair. They are just getting warmed up. Wait for Detective Goren to leave his place in the corner there and then the fun begins."

Meanwhile back in the interrogation room.

"When was the last time you saw her again?" Alex asked. Jackson just stared at her.

"My client already answered that question last night."

"He can answer it again."

"Asked and answered Detective! Move on."

"According to your earlier statement, you had lunch with the victim. Where was that again?"

Again Jackson just stared at Alex. Bobby stepped up to the table and laid his binder down. He bent down, tilting his head at an angle near Jackson's head. "Come on Brian, that's not a tough question. Is it?"

"Now Bobby, his lawyer hasn't given him permission to speak."

"Huh, makes you wonder how he got to be Deputy Mayor if he doesn't speak unless he's given permission."

"Maybe that's why he is only Deputy Mayor instead of Mayor." Alex said with sarcasm.

Jackson couldn't keep his temper under control any longer. "You don't know what the hell you're talking about!" He spat out.

Bobby and Alex looked at each other knowingly.

"What did she do to piss you off?" Bobby asked.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"Sure you do." Bobby said.

"You don't slice someone's throat like that unless you're pissed off." Alex said.

Bobby moved so that he was on Jackson's other side leaning in between him and his lawyer. "Unless he's a psychopath. Are you?"

"What? Of course not."

"Pissed it is then." Alex said.

"I never said I was pissed at her."

"Sure you did." Bobby said.

"No!" Jackson yelled. "I just said I wasn't a psychopath!"

"Brian, calm down. They are just trying to bait you." His lawyer said, trying to regain control of his client.

"Unless you got some real advice for me, shut the hell up." Jackson replied.

"You know Eames, I'll be that's how Riley pissed him off. She gave him advice he didn't want to hear so he shut her up, permanently."

"You people haven't got a clue what pisses me off."

Alex got up from the table and started wandering the room behind Jackson. Bobby moved to sit at the end of the table.

"You're right Brian, we don't know what pisses you off" She said. Alex leaned an arm on the table and one on Jackson's chair. "If you tell us what happened, then maybe we can help you with he DA's office."

"You should take her advice Brian," Bobby said. "She's usually right about these things."

"I don't need advice from her or anyone else."

"What advice did Riley give you Brian?" Alex asked, still leaning over him.

Suddenly Jackson jumped up, dislodging Alex from her position. He grabbed her and pushed her into the wall. "Shut the F*** up or I'll shut you up like I did her."

Bobby grabbed him and threw him across the room. Ross and McCoy were in the room before Bobby could hurt him further.

"Deputy Mayor Brian Jackson, you are under arrest for the murder of Riley Morland." Ross said as he led him from the room. His lawyer followed after shaking his head.

McCoy stepped over to where Bobby was checking Alex for injuries. "Detective are you hurt?"

"No, I'm fine" She said as she gave a pointed glance at her partner.

"Good. I just want to say good work Detectives. That's an interesting interrogation technique you two have."

"It works for us" Alex said.

Jack McCoy shook their hands and left.

Once they were alone, Bobby gently grasped her shoulders. "Alex, are you sure he didn't hurt you?"

"Yes, I'm fine. I was expecting him to blow but not quite like that."

"I know, he moved faster than I anticipated him to. I'm sorry I didn't get to him fast enough to stop him before he had you against the wall."

Bobby heard Ross out in the hall saying good bye to McCoy and stepped away from Alex just before he walked back in the room.

"Goren, Eames, good work."

"Thank you sir." They both said.

"You alright Eames?"

Alex rotated her shoulders and neck and then said, "Good to go Captain."

"Good then go. Both of you. It's Friday, the paperwork can wait till Monday. Unless of course you want to stick around and participate in the press conference."

"Have a good week end" Bobby said on his way out the door.

Ross turned and looked at Alex. "Captain, the appointment with Dr Olivet yesterday. I have been having nightmares about what almost happened during that bust."

She didn't have to specify what bust, Ross knew what she meant. She went on before he could say anything. "The thing is, Bobby and I..."

Ross thought he knew what she was about to say and wanted to put that conversation off as long as possible.

"Eames, we'll talk about it on Monday. All 3 of us, but don't dwell on it until then. Enjoy your weekend."

"Thank you."

They were both quiet on the drive back to Bobby's apartment. Once they got there, Alex went to change into more comfortable clothes while Bobby got them each a beer. He handed one to her when she came back out. Instead of drinking it she set it back down on the counter and wrapped her arms around his waist. Bobby put his down as well. He then picked her up and carried her to the couch and sat down, with her on his lap.

"He scared you." Bobby simply stated.

"A little."

"He scared me too. I was afraid for a minute that he had hurt you before I could stop him."

"This is nice. You wouldn't believe just how many times I longed to be held by you after a rough day or interview like today."

"I'm going to guess that it is at least as many as I wanted to do so as well."

"There has been many a time also that I've wanted to hold you when you were stressed, especially when your mom was so sick."

"I'm sorry, I wish I hadn't pushed you away so much, before now. I really do need you."

"I know. I'll always be here for you, no matter what."

"I love you Alex."

"I love you too Bobby. Now, it may only be three in the afternoon, but I am ready for bed. How about you?"

"Absolutely."

In a swift steady move, Bobby was on his feet and carrying Alex to the bedroom.