Don't own any of it but I do with Bobby would shave.

A/N: So I guess this is going to be a couple of more chapters to the end then I Thought but almost there.

"Come on, pick up." Bobby muttered into the phone. He knew it wouldn't take Alex long to make the photocopies she had gone off to do. "Come on...crap here she comes" Bobby quickly hung up the phone. When she sits back down at her desk he says, "That didn't take too long."

"Of course not. Making copies is quick and easy for those of us that aren't feuding with the copy machine." Bobby was about to reply when his phone rang.

"Goren"

"Hey man, you called?" Great he thought, it's Mike. Now how was he going to do this with Alex sitting right there with in perfect hearing distance.

"Yeah"

"So, what's up?"

Bobby looked up as Alex waved at him. "Could you hold please?" He covered the mouthpiece of the phone with his hand and raised an eyebrow at her.

"I'm getting coffee, you want a refill?"

"That'd be great, thanks." As soon as she walked away with their cups he said to Mike, "Sorry, Eames wanted something."

"So, this a social call?"

"Sorta, I don't have a lot of time, Eames just went to get coffee and will be right back. In a nutshell, I need you to call me around 11 o'clock tonight and then pretty much ignore anything I say into the phone. Shoot here she comes, you gonna help me or not?"

"Sure, why the hell not? Home or Cell?"

"Cell" Bobby hung up just as Alex set his coffee cup down.

"You know," She said as she took her own seat across from him. "That's twice in a short time you've hung up the phone when I walked up. If I was the paranoid type..."
"Which you're not. That's my job"

"So you wanna share?"

"Share what?"

"The phone calls."

"Oh, it was just Mike."

"You're hiding something Goren."
"It's nothing Eames" Alex raised her eyebrows at him. He knew that look. She wasn't going to drop it until she was satisfied with his answer. "Alright look, him and Carolyn had a fight. He's kind of messed up about it."
"Maybe I should call her," Alex said as she reached for the phone. "If they had a fight, she might need to talk."

"Don't call her." He pleaded. "If you do, she'll know that Mike talked to me about it and..."

"Goren, what is going on?"

"Just what I said."

"Look me in the eye and say it again." Bobby tried but finally couldn't do it. "Since when do you lie to me Bobby?"

"I'm sorry, it won't happen again."

"Fine, but we will talk about this later."

Captain Ross walked over and handed Bobby a slip of paper with an address. "There's a body at the main branch of the library. The woman who called it in asked for you by name."

"Probably Mrs. Gantry, the head librarian." Bobby said as he and Alex grabbed their coats.

They didn't get back to Bobby's apartment until 9:30. Alex went in to shower and change while Bobby called the Italian Place down the street to order dinner. He gave them his credit card number and told them to leave it on the mat in front of the door. He walked down the hall to his bedroom and stripped out of his clothes before going to join Alex in the shower.

Alex was standing with her hands braced on the wall letting the hot water beat down on her neck and shoulders. Bobby quietly opened the shower door and slipped in behind her. He reached over Alex, grabbed her wrist and pulled her arm down around her back.

"What the hell?" She gasped.

"Alexandra Eames you have the right to..." She turned in his arms and reached up to kiss him before he could finish telling her her rights.

Bobby heard his cell phone ring as he was bringing their dinner in from the doormat. Alex answered it before he could get to it.

"Goren's phone" She knew from the caller ID that it was Mike.

"Eames?"

"No, it's the Easter Bunny."

"Cute, is Goren there?"

"Yea, thanks for asking?" She closed the phone and started laughing. Bobby tried to reach for the phone but she darted away.

"Can I have my phone?" He asked in a stern voice as it started to ring again.

"Nope"

"Alex!"

She looked at the ID and then flipped it open. "Hi Mike," she said and she and Bobby started circling the couch.

"Eames can I talk to Bobby?"

"Sorry Mike but he's busy right now."
"What's he doing?"

"Trying to get his phone back."

Bobby lunged across the back of the couch and grabbed Alex, pulling her down on top of him. Now that he had a hold of her, he was able to get the phone away from her.

"Hey Mike, sorry about that."

"No sweat, is she drunk?"
"No, just is a silly mood evidently."
"So, I'm calling like you asked. Are you going to explain it to me?"

"Yeah but not now."

"Anything else you need?"

"No, I think we're good. Thanks."

Laying on top of Bobby, Alex braced her forearms on his chest and look down at him.

"On a more serious note, do you want to explain why you lied to me this afternoon?"

"No, not really."

"Wrong answer."

"Wrong question."

"So what's the right question?" She sighed.

"You asked if I wanted to explain, and I can't really say that I do want to. A better question would have been, would I explain. Then my answer would have been yes."

"Fine smartypants. If you're going to get picky about semantics, will you now please explain why you lied to me earlier?"

"Yes honey I will...while we eat."