'I can't believe she threw me out!' Noah thought angrily. He didn't even realize where he was headed until he had arrived. Back at work, as usual. He seemed to be spending a lot of time at the station house lately, it was becoming like a second home. "Goddamn it!" Noah shouted, as he strode in and threw himself down into his desk chair. Five minutes later Stacy cautiously approached. "Is everything alright?" she asked in a sweet voice, afraid of sparking Noah's temper. He grunted out a gruff, "Yup" before placing his head on the desk, his shoulders falling. Stacy didn't believe him for one second. As he lifted his head their eyes locked and Stacy grabbed him by the hand, slowly dragging him into the barracks before closing and silently locking the door.