"Glenn Childs?" Isabelle checked as soon as she saw Cary. She was stood outside of his apartment as he looked at her, a beer in his hand as she had her hand on her hip and a raised brow in his direction.

"How did you get here?" he asked. "You are aware that there is someone out there who wouldn't mind seeing you dead."

"My dad drove me," she told him. "Now why are you working for Glenn Childs?"

"Because I need the money," he told her simply. "I need a job…I don't have Alicia's fortunate position."

"What is that supposed to mean?" she asked him as he allowed her into his apartment, taking her coat from her and the bag she was carrying on her shoulder as he placed his beer on the small table near his door.

"It means that I don't have the fortune of having her name," Cary said to Isabelle and she looked at him.

"I'm sure that isn't why they chose her," Isabelle said and Cary shrugged, hanging her coat and bag up. "You are both good lawyers."

"But I didn't sleep with the boss," Cary muttered and Isabelle narrowed her eyes at him.

"You know Alicia and Will have something," he said to her. "Anyone can see it."

"She has a husband," Isabelle said. "Alicia wouldn't cheat on him."

"What makes you so sure?"

"He cheated on her," Isabelle said. "She wouldn't be able to do that in return and you shouldn't say things like that Cary."

"Relax," he said with a roll of his eyes. "All I am saying is that she had it easy. I've had to work my way up."

"I just don't know if getting involved with Childs is a good idea Cary," Isabelle said to him and he looked at her before drinking some more of his beer.

"Why not?"

"There's talk of him being corrupt," Isabelle said.

"It is only talk Is," Cary said. "Why are you so worried?"

"He just…well…he tried to ruin Alicia's marriage with the tapes and all that," Isabelle said to Cary. "He can ruin someone if they don't agree with him."

"And this bothers you because…" Cary said, leaving it open for her to continue and she shook her head.

"I just don't want him to use anything against you like he did with Peter," Isabelle told Cary.

"Well what would he find out?"

"Anything about me," Isabelle squeaked. "I don't want him to hold my past against you because we're sort of seeing each other."

"There's no need to worry," Cary assured her. "He's already told me what he wants in return for me working for him."

"What would that be?"

"He wants information on Kalinda."

"Kalinda?" Isabelle raised her brows. "As in the Kalinda who works at our firm?"

"It is just your firm now. I don't work there. And yes it is that Kalinda," Cary confirmed for her and she blinked several times.

"What does he want to know?"

"Apparently she has a very dark past," Cary said.

"And are you going to be a pawn in his little chess game?"

"Would you like a drink?" Cary changed the conversation as he walked into his open spaced kitchen and Isabelle followed him, her heels clicking onto Cary's wooden floor.

"Are you going to give him the information on Kalinda?"

"No," Cary said through gritted teeth. "I'm going to tell Kalinda what Childs is after. She's a big girl and can look after herself."

"I don't like this Cary," Isabelle complained.

"You don't need to Belle," Cary handed her a glass of water and she took it, folding her arms as she looked at him.

"Just don't get into trouble Cary…"

"I know what I'm doing."

…..

"Cary is working for Childs," Isabelle told Will and Alicia as the two of them sat in the meeting room and they both looked at her as she prepared it. Will had simply asked if Cary was fine about not getting the job. He hadn't expected him to find work as soon as he had left.

"Glenn Childs?" Alicia checked and she looked at Will whilst Isabelle placed out the glasses.

"Yeah," she said.

"How did he manage to get into the State's Attorney Office?" Will said to Isabelle who bit her tongue and shook her head.

"He said he fell lucky," she lied to the pair of them. "I think my father had something to do with it."

"Of course," Will chuckled. "You can go Isabelle…Alicia and I can finish up in here."

Isabelle moved out of the conference room and then back down to her desk and she looked into the office which Cary had vacated and the new lawyer sat. Isabelle began to work before she saw him walk out of the elevator. His brown coat was held on his shoulders as he looked around the office space and moved through it like he still worked there. Cary nodded over at Isabelle before he disappeared into Kalinda's office and sat down opposite her in the leather chair.

….

"Childs is after you," Cary simply told Kalinda as the two of them looked at each other and Kalinda rested her hands onto her desk.

"Okay," she simply said.

"Okay?" Cary checked with her. "How is any of this okay for you?"

"Because I can handle it." She assured him. "And how do you know this?"

"He told me," Cary shrugged. "He wanted me to give him information on you."

"And what did you say?"

"I said I would," Cary muttered. "But I'm not starting to do so for another twelve hours."

"So what are you saying?"

"I'm saying you should get rid of anything which could incriminate you." Cary said.

"I'll take that advice into account," Kalinda said and began to write in her book as Cary looked out at the office which Isabelle had left and he saw her in the photocopying room as the new lawyer from Family was there with her. "Why did you tell me this?"

Cary shifted in his seat uncomfortably as he saw the man touch Isabelle on the arm.

"Because you helped Isabelle," Cary said. "You have anything on the new lawyer?"

Kalinda looked up and followed Cary's gaze and she looked at the back of his blonde head.

"He's been hovering around Isabelle all morning," she told Cary.

"Right," Cary said and he stood up.

"Don't make a scene," Kalinda spoke. "You don't work here and you don't want to seem like an overprotective boyfriend."

"Hmm," Cary said, not keeping up with her conversation as he walked out of her office and picked up Isabelle's coat on his way to the photocopying room.

"Hey," Cary said as he wrapped his arm around her waist and kissed her on the cheek. "Want to come for some dinner?"

"Hey," Isabelle replied and the new lawyer looked at the pair of them. "Yeah…I think it's my dinner hour anyway…let me grab my coat…"

"Already got it," Cary said and helped her to shrug into it.

"I'll see you in an hour then Is," the lawyer said and Cary looked at him.

"Okay," Isabelle replied. "Oh…Cary this is Mike Valence and Mike this is Cary Agos…"

"Hi," Mike said and offered Cary his hand and the two them shook. "I'm the new Family lawyer."

"I'm the ex first year associate," Cary said.

"Oh," Mike's mouth fell open slightly. "Isabelle hasn't mentioned you…"

"I didn't see why there would be any need," Isabelle replied.

"Well she likes to keep our relationship quiet," Cary shrugged awkwardly. "We're dating."

"I guessed that from your greeting," Mike said, his eyes narrowed.

"Well just so you know," Cary said.

"Okay then," Isabelle said loudly. "Let's go Cary. I'll see you later Mike."

Cary followed Isabelle out from the photocopying room and to the elevator where she pressed the button and the two of them looked at the steel doors.

"He clearly fancies you." Cary stated.

"And you were clearly jealous," Isabelle said. "It was cute."

"I wasn't going for cute," Cary said stepping into the elevator, "because he can't have my PA."