Flashback

Phoenix's P.O.V.

I don't know why she was so mad at me, all I did was do my job. I had a case, and I won it, Otto was off the hook! But why was Cerise mad at me? There was no reason for her to be, really, we didn't have any relationship. She was my secretary with the really short skirt that I couldn't help staring at. I'm a MAN!!!! I can't help it.

Does that bother her? Or am I not doing enough of it? Wasn't there some man at some point in time that wrote a book about understanding the opposite sex?

BLAST IT! Whatever, I guess if she's angry at me, I can't ask her out...but Cerise is the type of woman you can't help but love. She's got spunk, she's vicious. If you get her angry, you're gonna lose something and it'll probably be your dignity. She always speaks her mind, she's my kind of gal...except when she's angry at me....I really don't like angry women.

Back to the future!

Polly's P.O.V.

"Look, Wright and I did have a friggin' relationship, I already told you that. How many times do I need to repeat it? It didn't affect work though. I was a secretary, Maya did the running work. When Maya had to return to Kurain Village, I took on some more jobs. I rarely went to crime scenes. When Maya was gone, my sister did that every now and then."

"And did you sleep together?" I asked boldly.

Something flashed in her eyes. Anger? Hatred? Whatever it was, I had the feeling we would not be speaking ever again outside the courtroom.

"Seventy-five percent of the time."

"And if you weren't with each other, where did you sleep?"

"In different beds," she said with a sneer.

I don't think she likes me...

"Calm down sweetie," said Winston Payne, the prosecutor who had officially just pissed her off.

" 'Scuse me? What did you just call me? I am NOT your 'sweetie'. You are the dumb ass prosecutor who is trying to put Mr. Wright behind bars and there is no way on the damn earth that you would ever get away with that if we weren't in court."

"Your Honor!" Payne said, looking for backup desperately.

"Hmm...um. Yes, Ms. Cerise, please, watch your mouth."

Payne was obviously not happy with that response but I spoke before he could continue on. "Ok, so then. Tell me what you were doing the night the victim was killed."

She glared at me and then began, "I was at a high school reunion."

"With?"

"The people I went to high school with," she smirked with raised eyebrows.

"And they would be?"

"Get a year book."

I shook my head, the judge wasn't even paying attention. There was no use arguing with this girl, she had been in my shoes before. So then what would I do?

....Wright

"Your honor...um, can I have another recess....I need to talk to the defendant....please." I put on the cutest puppy dog face I could muster and got what I wanted.

- - - - - -

"WRIGHT MAKE YOUR GIRLFRIEND WORK WITH ME!" was all I could get out before he started laughing at me.

"Calm it down Justice, she's playing with you. She did this all the time. She's getting to your head and your not trying to stop her. Chase her around a bit. Make her tired. The bottom line is, she doesn't want me in jail, and she doesn't want to be in jail. When it comes down to the end, she wants to see you win Apollo....hang in there."

I nodded, not really wanting to talk. I got what I needed, this girl would help. That's all I wanted.

"Look, I'll buy you a beer when it's over, Justice."

"Wright, I don't drink."

"All men drink."

What am I going to do with him?

"Okay Truce, let's do this!"