"Now you know why we were late." Julio meets his future in-laws by the elevators when he received word that they were on their way up, "There hasn't been any notifications made, we want to uncover more information before we do any of that. Our main problem is-"

"You have a shiner." Sharon furrows her brow slightly, "Something happen that I don't remember last night?"

"Just...woke up with it this morning. I don't remember anything happening either." He would never give up Rusty, or worry the woman, "Our main problem is, ma'am, that Rusty is the last one who may have seen Jin alive...we may be a little too close to this."

"Rusty wouldn't hurt anyone."

"There's no one in the world I hate more than all of you right now." Andy announces to the room of his colleagues and friends, most of whom attended the wedding the day prior.

"He doesn't mean that. He's just hungry." Sharon shakes her head, glancing to the whiteboard in front of the room, noticing her son's picture on it, "Rusty isn't a suspect." Her voice quiet, a tinge of worry hidden within it, "He and Jin hit it off last night and he went home with my daughter. There's no way-"

"There's no way I'm allowing Major Crimes to take this case." Chief Chloe Patel shakes her head, arms folded as she watches the detectives, "From what I understand, Commander, your son is a suspect and the victim is a close family member to your newly acquired daughter-in-law, congratulations on all that by the way. I've heard it was a beautiful ceremony."

"It was, thank you, Chief." Sharon turns to face her, "while at any other time, I would agree with you, I know my son cared for Jin a great deal and, as you've said, he is my daughter's-in-law cousin. I want nothing more than to investigate this because I know the same care will not be taken by another department once they find out that these are members of my family." She knows she made some enemies of other departments when it came to her time in FID.

"You need to trust the system, Commander Flynn." The woman nods a little, "I'm sorry, but-"

"What if...I hand control of this case to Captain Provenza?"

"No, you're all too close knit to give this a fair shake without questions from press and public alike." Patel glances about the room, "I will, however, allow for you to make notifications since this information may be easier to accept and believe coming from family than a random unknown officer." She gently touches the Commander's arm, "I'll make sure the best care is taken with this case, Sharon." The Chief leaves the room, shaking her head a little as she does so.

Sharon Flynn inhales calmly before releasing the breath, "Well, you all heard the Chief-"

"Oh, come on. We're not going to follow what she says yet! We can at least do a bit of investigation." Provenza furrows his brow, shaking his head.

"I'm afraid not. She's completely correct." The woman reaches a hand up, tucking a couple pieces of hair behind her ear before pointing toward their whiteboard, "We owe it to Rusty that this be by the book. I just need to...warn him first that this is all going to happen." The sense of melancholy in her voice evident.

Flynn sighs, wrapping an arm around his wife, only for her to move away from him, toward her office. Leaving him to look out at the room to the rest of the department, "Just...do what the Chief says. Don't make this harder than it already is." He brings a hand up to rub the back of his neck.

"Rusty? What the hell are you doing out here?" Eve found her brother just outside the front door, cigarette between his fingers. She folded her arms, glancing around before back to the younger man, "Are you okay?"

Rusty nodded a little, taking a long drag of his cigarette before looking back to his sister with a tear trickling down his cheek. He doesn't acknowledge or show sorrow on his face. "I um...are we heading home soon?" He licked his lips, hand trembled ever so slightly.

"What happened with Robin's cousin?" She looked about again, not seeing the other young man anywhere.

"I don't know." He inhaled sharply, crying a bit more. "He left."

Eve shook her head a little, wrapping her arms around him after she sees him toss his cigarette to the ground. "Okay...you're okay, Rusty. How about come back inside for a little bit longer? Get another drink...and maybe we can do another dance together?" She offered him her attempt at a reassuring smile, "How does that sound?"

Robin sits in the barkyard area of her parents'-in-law house, staring out toward nothing in particular. Still processing the news she was just given by her newly acquired family members. It doesn't feel real. Maybe they were mistaken. Maybe he was fine and it was just someone who looked like him. Maybe this was just a terrible dream and she would wake up any moment now, wrapped in her wife's arms. Wrapped in her wife's arms.

Mac sits next to her wife, watching the woman's face. She always ignored her critiques about the woman being a bit older than her, never seeing anything except love. It never mattered. They were made for one another. However, at this moment, she could see the wrinkles at the corner of her love's eyes and between her eyebrows. "Hey...is there something I can get you?" She wraps an arm around the middle of the woman's back, "Something to eat? Cup of coffee?"

"No...I'm um..." She huffs a quick, bitter laugh to herself. "I'm fine.

"Okay." The raven haired young woman runs a hand through her hair, "Mom said we're going to have to go down to the morgue to identify the body, but it doesn't have to be done right now...or even today. We can wait as long as-"

"Jin was my best friend, aside from you. He was the one I knew I could always go to if I needed something...anything." Robin clears her throat, leaning against her bride slightly, "He um...he recently discovered he had AIDs...and we cried together. I held him as he started treatment. I thought of him more of a son than a cousin...because that's what he was."

The younger woman furrows her eyebrows, "What?"

"Fifteen years difference...my aunt, she couldn't have children and it just so happened...I was looking for love in all the wrong places as a teenager." She clears her throat a little, "Jin was my biological son. He never knew, but he also never needed to. Nothing would have been different and I'd have given him a complex." She glances to the other woman next to her, "I should have told you a while ago, I'm sorry."

"You don't need to apologize. That's your business." Mac smiles ever so slightly in reassurance, "We'll do whatever needs to be done...whenever you're ready to do it."

Robin meets her smile, leaning in to kiss her tenderly. There was no one she'd rather have to go through this with than the one woman she knew would love her regardless of past indiscretions. Regardless of a past life. "Thank you...let's um...let's just sit here a bit longer. We'll go to the morgue tomorrow."

"Whatever you want."