It was over, after almost 24 hours it was over. He was no longer holding hostages up in the school. 'But at what cost? Another student had been shot and he himself was on fire when he was apprehended. The perpatrator in the hospital with severe burns with no means of security, surely those kids would sleep at night right?' Kay thought Sarcastically as she carried Marissa past the officers station at the motor pool. It was now Kay could relax for a moment, only carrying the weight of the girl she held. She knew it wouldn't last long though- as once she entered the Stationhouse there would be reports on her desk..blank reports that she would have to fill out by wracking her tired mind for the details of the situation she'd rather forget. Marissa had been oddly quiet, and it troubled her as usually the girl's mouth was on constant overdrive. Kay walked up the stairs and into the lobby of the stationhouse where the desk officer eyed her with curiosity. Kay gave a warning gesture of quiet before she sat down on one of the plastic chairs with her neice. "Marissa.." she said quietly shaking her. Marissa stirred slightly..shifting in Kays arms, opening her eyes just a little for reassurance. "Okay ...your alright...Look sweetheart I'm gunna have to take a statement from you okay..." she broke this to her quietly and calmly, in an effort to reduce the blow. The last thing she wanted to do was make those horrible memories surface again..but she had no choice this time...it was procedure and she didn't want to lose her job. Marissa just nodded and leaned against her aunt's shoulder, exhausted. She was out in a matter of seconds again. Kay stood up with her and walked into the Homicide Unit, where she got blank stares from most of the detectives...except for Bayliss, Pembleton, Giardello and Munch...who all found out what happened. Kay carried her sleeping neice into the secluded interview box and shut the door. She sat the girl in the cold metal chair and shook her once more. "I'll make this quickly alright...All you need to do is stay awake for me huh.." she said softly as Marissa groaned out of sheer tiredness. Marissa looked at her aunt..and then down at the paper on the table. "What do I gotta do Aunt Kay?" came her garbled question as she rubbed her red eyes. Kay laid a pen carefully on the table beside her. "Write down what you told me...and then write your name at the bottom..." she spoke softly..not her usual gruff tone. Marissa looked down at the paper and wrote..exactly what she told Kay earlier at the scene..and signed her name sloppily at the bottom..shoving the paper over to Kay. "Can we go home?" came the little girls question. Kay sighed and filed the paper into a crisp new manilla folder..one of which would be filled with witness accounts and warrents and such in the next few days. "Yes..." Came Kays reply. Marissa stood up and followed Kay to her desk. Kay laid the folder on Bayliss' desk with the instructions of what he was to do when she was gone and turned to her neice..once more rubbing her eyes. "Lets get you home huh..." she said and took her neices hand, leading her downstairs and to her car, letting her for once sit in the front seat. Then she drove off..to a place no one knew about...not even her partners knew where she lived..she liked it that way.
For her sake and Marissa's it would remain like that...