Author's notes: Here's what everyone has been waiting for, I hope. Bobby and Angel FINALLY getting together. This chapter is rated M for language, nudity and violence. Don't say you ain't been warned. LOL. Adults doing adult things will be in the next chapter. LO:CI characters belong to Dick Wolf and company. I'm just taking them for a spin. All mistakes made are my own. Read, review, and enjoy!
Wednesday, August 16
Bobby's Apartment, 10: 46 p.m.
Lewis and Rob were sitting in the living room, staring at Bobby as he paced back and forth like a caged tiger, muttering curses in
various languages. Rob named off each language to Lewis. "German. Spanish. Yiddish. Korean. Chinese. I think that was French."
Bobby hadn't said much when he came back home after visiting Angel. All he had done was slam the door, throw the keys to Rob's
rental car on the counter, muttered he had filled it up, growled a hello at Lewis, and slammed his bedroom door. They heard him in his
room banging around. They were sure he had torn his room to pieces. When he emerged from his bedroom, Bobby was wearing a t-
shirt and shorts. He had been pacing ever since. "Is Angel okay?" Rob asked. Bobby stopped in mid pace and took a deep breath. He
rubbed at his face, then massaged his neck. "Yeah, she's okay. I think she was more upset by what Eden said than by the threat of
violence." "What did Eden say to her?" Bobby inhaled and exhaled a few times before saying, "Eden told her that she glad that Garvin,
Angel's late husband, was dead because she didn't deserve to be with him." "Oh my God! What kind of person says something like
that?" "An evil person," Lewis said. Bobby nodded and started pacing again.
Rob asked Bobby, "Are you okay?" Bobby stopped pacing again and sighed. "Yeah. I'd better be because I think it'll just get crazier
from here on out." He threw himself into the recliner and sighed. "Let's talk about something else." He asked Lewis, "You staying over
tonight?" Lewis nodded. "Rob said we need to figure out what we're going to do Friday night before you disappear with Alannah."
Bobby narrowed his eyes at Rob, who just gave him his best "I'm innocent" look. Lewis said, "Tell me about this club we're going to."
"It's called Club Silkie's," Rob said. "I went there about 6 years ago. I had a good time. You have to be at least 28 to get in. They
mostly play old school R&B, pop, soul, hip-hop, etc. Every now and then, the DJ will slip in something current. Friday nights are
Flashback Fridays. They have a live band every third Friday of the month." "Sounds fun. What time does Angel go on?" "The website
said she's suppose to go on at 10:00. I thought we'd try to get there by 9:00 to get a good table. Are you bringing Lola?"
Lewis shook his head. "I think the raven haired beauty and I are not a good match." Bobby and Rob looked at each other. "Uh,
what…what happened, Lewis?" Bobby asked. "Oh, she started talking about marriage and children within the first hour of coming over
to my place. Alas, I knew then she and I were not meant to be. Besides, I'm saving myself." "You're saving yourself? For who? Alex?"
"Yes." Bobby laughed and shook his head at Lewis' one track mind. "You gotta like his persistence," Rob said. "You're just jealous
because I saw her first. Admit it." Rob rolled his eyes and turned his head to look at the T.V. Bobby yawned and stretched. He got up
and said, "I'm off to bed. I'll see you guys in the morning." Rob and Lewis told him goodnight, then renewed their earlier debate about
Rob getting Alex to go out with Lewis. Bobby just chuckled and walked off to his bedroom.
Thursday, August 17
Eddie's Diner, 6:55 a.m.
"She kicked her?" Alex asked. "Yeah," Bobby replied. Alex had picked him up early, so that they could eat breakfast again at the new
diner. Bobby had just finished telling her the details of what had happened at the club between Angel and Eden. "According to what
was told to Janelle, Angel was on stage and kicked Eden in the shoulder so hard, she flew across the floor." "Wow. What did Eden
do?" "She pulled out a switchblade to attack Angel, but was stopped by security guards. She and Eric were escorted out by them."
"Wait a minute. If there were security guards there, how did they get passed them?" "Eden performed an oral service on one of the
guards to get in." Alex sighed, shaking her head. "Why am I not surprised." "Would you like some more coffee?" their server asked.
"Yes, thank you," Bobby said as he moved his cup nearer the server. Alex did the same thing. "Thanks." "You're welcome. Your
orders should be coming out in about 5 minutes."
When the server walked away, Bobby said, "Eden said some very hurtful things to Angel." "What'd she say?" "She told Angel that she
was glad Garvin was dead because she didn't deserve to be his wife. Eden said she would have been a better wife to Garvin." Alex sat
there in silence, shocked by what Bobby just told her. "Geez, is there no end to Eden's hatefulness? No one should ever say that to
anyone. Ever!" Bobby nodded in agreement. "Is Angel alright?" "Yeah, she is. I went by her house last night after Janelle called me to
check up on her. I just held her a little bit and left." Alex raised an eyebrow. "You didn't stay?" Bobby looked down at his coffee. "I
offered to stay, but she turned me down." "Oh." Bobby looked up at Alex. "It…it wouldn't have been like that, you know." "I know,"
she said with a smile.
Bobby's cell phone beeped. He took it out of his pocket and flipped it open to read the text message. "Angel's gone to Tennessee to
visit Garvin's grave. She'll be back tonight." Alex said, "If I'm not mistaken, I think her parents' pilot friend lives up here. That's how
she and Garvin were able to come up here with Janelle and Drew if they couldn't catch a commercial flight." Bobby closed his phone
and put back in his pocket. "I think it'll do her some good to visit his grave. It'll help ease her mind." "I just hope she comes back
home here to me," he thought. "Uh, Rob, Lewis and I are going to go watch Angel perform Friday night. You want to go with us?"
"I'd like that. I've only heard her sing 'Amazing Grace.'" "I guess I'd better tell you now that Lewis will probably try to dance with you
at least 2 times. Just let him down gently when he asks you a third time." Alex laughed. "Okay. I'll do my best." "I wouldn't ask for
anything less."
Friday, August 18
Mount Pleasant Baptist Church, 10:00 a.m.
"Everyone please rise while the family processions in," said the undertaker who was standing in the front of the church. Detectives
Goren and Eames, along with the other funeral goers stood up as 6 preachers came down the aisle, one of them reading Psalms 23,
followed by DeMarco Anderson's family. Once the processional group had passed by the casket to view the body and been seated,
the preacher who had read Psalms 23 said into the pulpit microphone, "You all may be seated." The funeral goers sat down. Bobby
and Alex were sitting in the 3rd row from the back of the church, at the end nearest the wall. They had the whole pew to themselves.
They decided to come stake out the family visitation hour to see who would show up and what, if anything, would happen. They
watched with interest as different people went up to offer their condolences to the family. Most of the people would hug either Sasha
and Celena or DeMarco's parents and shake the rest of the family's hands except for Eden and Eric. They would either just barely
acknowledge their existence or avoid them altogether. Alex leaned over to Bobby and whispered, "You see that? I've counted 50
people so far who have gone up there. Only 2 people shook the twins' hands." "Yeah. I see. It seems that Eric and Eden have no allies
at all. Only people consoling them are their parents." "How much you wanna bet she's shedding nothing but crocodile tears anyway?"
They continued watching the people as they came inside the church. Alex nudged Bobby and said, "See this couple coming in? That's
Janelle's parents, Loretta and Eddie Lee." Loretta Hamilton was 5 foot 3, slightly overweight with medium brown skin and salt and
pepper hair that was cut into a bob. Eddie Lee was 5 foot 8, slim, a shade lighter than his wife with gray hair. Bobby watched as they
made their way to the front. They stopped at the casket first. Loretta kissed DeMarco's cold forehead. Mary Frances got up and
hugged her. They clung to each other for a while before Loretta helped her back to her seat. While Bobby was watching the scene
unfold in front of him, Alex nudged him again. "That's Garvin's mom. The woman with her is his older sister." 2 slender women with
dark brown skin walked down the aisle together, arm in arm. Mary Frances and Loretta both got up as soon as they saw the older of
the 2 women. They all hugged each other. "Looks like a family reunion of sorts," Bobby said. Alex nodded. "The death of a child
seems to bring everyone together."
Next came in Janelle's brother, Jayson and his wife, Tonya followed by 2 teenagers, a boy and a girl. "The teenagers belong to
Jayson?" Bobby asked. "Yeah. The boy is his from a previous relationship. His birth mother died when he was 1. The girl is hers.
They've got 3 more kids at home." "I need to hang out with you more often. You know so many people." Alex just smiled. "You'd
know all this information, too, if you would hang out with the Eames family more often." Drew and Janelle came in with a older
gentleman. Bobby noticed the resemblance Drew had to the man. "Is that Drew's dad?" "Yeah. His name's Benjamin." "Where's
Drew's mom?" "She died about 7 years ago from breast cancer." "Oh." They had stopped in the middle of the aisle because Mr.
Spencer had stopped to talk to someone who was seated in a pew. Janelle turned her head towards Bobby and Alex. She smiled at
them and waved. They waved back. She tugged at Drew's sleeve to get his attention. She pointed out the detectives to him. He smiled
and nodded his head at them.
Alex and Bobby watched as the trio made their way to the front. Eden stood and sneered at Janelle and Drew. Janelle stepped to Eden
and stood toe to toe with her, sneering back at her. Mary Frances and Loretta took a hold of their respective child and pulled them
apart. Drew took his wife by the elbow and led her away to sit down. Alex smiled to herself as she heard someone whisper, "Beat her
ass, Janelle." "Has Janelle always been that confrontational?" Bobby asked. "I wouldn't say confrontational," Alex replied. "She's very
protective of her friends and family and not afraid to show it or do something about it." Bobby watched Jayson and Janelle with
fascination. He couldn't make out what they were saying, but it appeared Jayson was trying to scold Janelle for almost causing a scene.
The look on her face told him that she didn't care. The way Jayson threw up his hands, it appeared he got Janelle's message loud and
clear. "Well, look who crawled out from under his rock," Alex said.
Bobby turned his head and watched David Brewster walk down the aisle. Brewster went to the casket and looked at DeMarco's
lifeless body, shaking his head. Then he turned to the family and started shaking their hands. When he got to Eden, she had stood up
and hugged him. Then she kissed him on the mouth, slipping him her tongue for a brief second. "Ugh. I think I'm gonna be sick," Alex
said, scowling at the friendly exchange between Brewster and Eden. Brewster let Eden go and hugged Eric. Eric shifted down to make
room for Brewster to sit next to Eden. Lynnette rolled her eyes and punched Eric in the arm before shifting closer to her husband.
"Well, now that's interesting," Bobby said. "What is?" Bobby pointed his head towards Drew and Jayson. Jayson leaned over to
Drew, whispering in his ear and pointing at Brewster. Drew just nodded. Jayson sat back in the pew, staring at the back of Brewster's
head.
"You get the feeling what happened Wednesday night is not setting too well with them?" Bobby asked. Alex nodded. "Looks like
they're making sure they have the right person before putting a beat down on him." "You think they'd do that here?" "With the way
things have been happening in this case, I wouldn't doubt it. I also wouldn't be too surprised if they weren't packing a weapon of some
kind." Bobby glanced up at the clock hanging above the doors. It said 10:30. He turned back around to continue watching the people
as they filed in. "I wonder where Angel is," he said aloud. "I was wondering the same thing."
As if on cue, Angel walked into the church. She was wearing a simple black semi-loosing fitting tank dress, black strappy sandals with
2 inch chunky heels, with her hair pinned up by a banana clip. Alex and Bobby both let out a sigh of relief upon seeing her. Angel
stopped at the end of their pew, looking around. When she saw them, she smiled and waved at them; they returned the gesture. A
woman wearing a 2 piece black dress suit, with the same hair and skin color as Angel came up behind her and put her hand on her
shoulder. "Mami, mira," she said, pointing with her chin at Bobby and Alex. The woman turned her head and looked at them. "Oh my
God!" Alex exclaimed. "That's…that's.." "Angel's mom," Bobby said in awe. He was amazed at how much Angel looked like her
mom, especially with those sparkling gray eyes.
Laurel Pierson smiled at them. She noticed they seemed to be in a bit of a daze as they smiled back at her. She leaned towards Angel
and said, "Uh, they seem to be in shock. Is there something gross on my face?" Angel looked at her face and shook her head. "I don't
see anything." Laurel noticed that Angel had started playing with her necklace. "So, that's Bobby, huh?" "Yeah, that's him." She
looked at Bobby for a minute before saying, "He's very handsome, mi hija. He has kind eyes." Angel just smiled. "Yeah, he does."
"Come on, Baby Girl," Laurel said. "Let's go pay our respects." Bobby and Alex watched as mother and daughter went down to the
front of the church. As they made their way down the aisle, there were whispered exclamations of "Mama Laurel's here" or "Baby
Girl's here." They smiled and waved at everyone they passed. Angel hugged her former in-laws tightly and talked with them a little bit,
while Drew and Janelle pulled Laurel into a group hug.
When Angel had reached her mom and best friends, Bobby watched Janelle whisper something into Angel's ear while looking at him.
Angel briefly glanced back at him. Then she smiled mysteriously and patted Janelle's shoulder. "What was that all about?" he asked.
"Janelle's just probably trying to get the juicy details of what happened between you two the other night," Alex answered. "Oh. There's
nothing to tell." "Try telling that to Janelle's overactive imagination." Angel and Laurel, followed by Drew, headed towards the casket.
They stood there and looked at DeMarco. When Brewster saw them, he took Eden's arm from around his shoulders. He ran his
fingers through his hair as he stared at their butts. He got up to go stand next them, but Drew blocked his path. Drew leaned towards
Brewster, whispering in his ear while pointing out Jayson. Brewster looked around at him, then put up his hands. He flashed a toothy
smile at Drew and sat back down. Eden gave Drew a stony stare while she put her arm around Brewster's shoulders again as if to
protect him. Drew shrugged and walked back to his seat. Bobby and Alex looked at each other. "Beat down," they said in unison.
As Angel and Laurel began shaking hands with and speaking to the family, Eden stared at Angel, fists clenched. When Angel got near
her, she stood up and got in her face, giving her the usual up and down disdainful sneer. Alex saw Drew put his hand on Janelle's
shoulder to keep her from getting up. Angel just stared back at her. Eden clenched her right fist even tighter, getting ready to hit her
when Brewster grabbed tightly onto her wrist and shook his head. Eden sniffed at loudly at Angel and sat down. Brewster waggled his
finger and shook his head at Eden, scolding her like a little kid. Angel just rolled her eyes and walked off to sit next to Drew and
Janelle. Laurel extended her hand to Eden, which surprised the hell out of Bobby and Alex and everybody in the church. Laurel cocked
her head to the side as she checked out Eden's new look. "Interesting," she said. She let go of Eden's hand and shook Brewster's
hand. He made an attempt to get up and hug her, but Laurel stepped away from him, holding up her hand. "Smart lady," Alex said.
Laurel shook Eric's hand, gave Lynnette and David each a hug before going to sit down next to Angel.
Angel looked over her shoulder at Bobby. He silently mouthed, "You okay?" to her. She smiled and nodded. He smiled back. She
turned back around when Drew tapped her shoulder. Bobby let out a small sigh. He was glad to see her and her smile. He was
especially glad to see that Eden's hurtful words didn't seem to scar her spirit. At precisely 11:00 o'clock, the undertakers closed
DeMarco's casket and the ushers passed out the programs. Alex and Bobby read DeMarco's brief life history. "Look," Alex said.
"Angel and her mom are going to do a duet." "I didn't know her mom could sing, too."
Laurel and Angel got up and sang "His Eye is on the Sparrow" before the preacher was to do the eulogy. There wasn't a dry eye in the
place. Bobby glanced over at Alex. She sniffed as she held back the tears in her eyes. He reached into his pocket, pulled out his
handkerchief and handed it to her. "Thanks," she whispered as she dabbed at her eyes. "You're welcome." Bobby couldn't get over
how much Angel looked like her mom. The only real difference between them was their hairstyles, Laurel sported a pixy cut while
Angel's hair was at her shoulders, and their height. Bobby guessed that Laurel was at least an inch shorter than Angel without heels.
What he really wondered was what Angel had told her about him. All sorts of questions ran through his mind: Does she care about my
age? Does what I do for a living bother her? Will she freak out when she learns about my family history of schizophrenia? Does the
color of my skin matter to her? That last question hit him hard. Bobby hadn't thought about that. Actually, it had never occurred to him
to look at Angel in terms of her skin color. He just knew Angel was a beautiful person, inside and outside, who tries to love and help
her fellow human beings. Bobby was shook out of his thoughts by people loudly saying "Amen" after Angel and Laurel had finished
their song and sat down. He sighed as thought to himself, "Well, the only way to get a feel for her is to meet her."
Friday August 18
Saint John's Cemetery, 1:20
Alex and Bobby had followed the funeral procession to the cemetery. They parked away from everyone so that they could still observe
them. DeMarco's immediate family was seated in the chairs next to the grave. Eden made Lynnette's husband stand so that David
Brewster could sit next to her. Mary Frances started sobbing loudly as the preacher recited the commitment rites and DeMarco's
casket was lowered into the ground. Albert put his arms around her to comfort her. She repeated, "My baby's gone," over and over
again. Eden started crying herself, her sobs even louder than her mother's. Brewster put a comforting arm around her and rocked her.
"Oh, please! Give me a break!" Alex said. "Eden's putting on a great show," Bobby said. "She could win an award for best crying
scene." Alex snorted. "You going to go talk to them?" she asked. "Them who?" "Angel and her mother." Bobby looked over at them.
They were standing with the other funeral goers behind the family. He shrugged. "Hadn't thought about it." "Liar." Bobby looked at
Alex, a wry grin on his face. "That obvious, huh?" "Yeah. I'd say so."
As soon as the commitment service was over, everyone started talking and going their separate ways. Some people still consoled the
family as they made their way to the limos provided by the funeral home. Drew, Janelle, Jayson and Tonya had stayed behind at the
church to help out with feeding the family after the burial. "I'm going to speak to Mary Frances and Loretta and everybody before we
leave for the airport," Laurel said to Angel. "Oh, okay. Aggie Jane parked the car back over here somewhere," she replied, referring to
Laurel's pilot friend. "I'm gonna head to the car and wait for y'all there." Laurel nodded and walked off towards Mary Frances.
Brewster watched as Angel headed off by herself. He was leaning against the limo while Eden leaned against him, her face on his
shoulder. She had unzipped his pants and was rubbing on his penis. She looked up at him and purred, "You like that?" He smiled. "Of
course. It'll be even better when your lips get on there." They laughed. When Brewster had looked off, she looked to see what he was
looking at. She sneered, then pouted. "I don't see why you like her. Good girls are boring." "I don't care if she's boring. I just want to
fuck her mouth a few times. Maybe get at her pussy, too." "She ain't gonna fuck you." "Who said she had to be willing?" Eden smiled
at that. She moved out of the way as Brewster zipped up his pants and headed towards Angel.
Angel was by herself, walking to the car. Her cell phone buzzed in her hand. She stopped and opened it to read the text message. It
was from Silkie, asking her what time was she coming to the club. She replied back and closed the phone. She yelped as she felt
someone pinch her butt. Angel turned and saw it was Brewster, leering at her. "What's up, Baby Girl?" She shuddered at the way he
said her nickname. It sounded dirty coming out of his mouth. "It's Mrs. St. John to you." He chuckled. "Mrs. St. John then. Let me cut
to the chase. How about I take you behind this car so you can suck me off?" Angel gave him a disgusted look as she took a step back.
"Not even in my worst nightmare." Brewster moved quickly and grabbed her tightly by the wrist. "As you wish," he hissed. Angel
kicked him in the shin as she struggled to free herself from his grip. He tightened his hold on her and pulled her close to him. "Feisty
women make me so hard!"
Brewster was trying to drag Angel from where she was standing when his free arm was twisted up behind his back and Bobby's voice
in his ear, saying, "Mr. Brewster, what a pleasant surprise!" Brewster let go of Angel as Bobby slammed him onto the hood of the car.
Alex stepped up to Angel, rubbing her arm. "Are you okay, Miss?" she asked. Angel nodded her head quickly, breathing in and out to
catch her breath. "Yes, ma'am. I'm fine." Bobby handcuffed Brewster, then pulled him up off the hood and spun him around to face
him to Mirandize him. "There's…there's been some kind of mistake. We...we were just having a simple discussion is all." "Yeah,
right," Bobby said as he handed Brewster off to the 2 plainclothes officers who had showed up to relieve him and Alex. Alex turned to
Angel and said, "We'll need you to come downtown to press charges." "Okay."
Laurel walked up to Angel and hugged her as soon as Brewster was taken away. She had seen part of what happened. She stepped
back to look at her only daughter. "Baby Girl, are you okay?" Angel looked down at the ground and nodded. Laurel turned to look at
Alex and Bobby. "I'm Laurel Pierson, Angel's mother," she said as she offered her hand to Alex. "I'm Detective Alex Eames. This is
my partner Detective Robert Goren." Laurel smiled at Bobby as she shook his hand. She let go of his hand and wrapped an arm
around Angel. They all stood there in awkward silence for about 20 seconds. Alex broke the silence by saying, "We'll need Angel to
come downtown to press charges against Mr. Brewster." "I'll drop her off at the station before I head to the airport." Alex looked at
Bobby and said, "I'm going to see if Douglas and Carrington got our prisoner comfy." He nodded as she walked off.
When Alex was out of earshot, Laurel said to Bobby, "I'm sure this is not the way you wanted to meet me." Bobby let out a nervous
laugh. "I'm sure I could have thought of a better way." Laurel and Angel laughed at. He looked at Angel and said, "You okay?" "Yes,
I'm fine." They smiled at each other. Bobby ran his hand through his hair, then massaged his neck. "Um, I…I had better catch up with
my partner. Angel, I'll see you at the station." She nodded. He turned to Laurel and said, "It was a pleasure to meet you." "Same here,
Bobby." He looked surprised that Laurel used his nickname. He gave them a shy smile before walking off.
Laurel wrapped her arms sideways around Angel and kissed her temple. "He's a good man, mi hija. I expect you and him to give me at
least 4 grandbabies." Angel looked at her mother skeptically. "Mami, get a grip. I don't even know if he wants anything to do with me."
"I saw the way he looked at you. I heard the way he talked to you. Baby Girl, that man will choose you over any friend with benefits
any day. You've got to let your heart believe that." Angel shrugged her shoulders and shook her head. "I don't know. We'll see."
Laurel sighed as she hugged Angel again. "Ay Dios mió! Of all my children, you're the only one who loves from the mind and the heart.
What am I gonna do with you?"
Friday, August 18
Major Case Squad Room, 7:15 p.m.
"Well," Alex said as she hung up the phone. "Eden and Eric gave our guys the slip after they left the church and Brewster had one of his
honeys come and bail him out of jail." "Of course, he's out on bail. When is his court date?" Bobby asked. "30 days from today. He's
probably going to hook up with Eden somewhere. Man, I wish we had some kind of hard evidence to bring her and Eric in on."
"Patience, Grasshopper. They'll slip up some way and we'll be there to catch them." Alex balled up a piece of paper and threw it at
Bobby. Captain Ross came out of his office. He stopped by their desks before heading home. "Detective Goren, I just wanted to wish
you happy birthday. Make sure you two go home at a decent hour." Bobby answered, "Uh, uh, thank you, sir. We will try." Ross tilted
his head at them and walked out. Bobby laid his pen down and folded his arms across his chest. "Damn! Does this mean I have to be
nice to him since he acknowledged my birthday?" Alex shrugged. "At least be courteous to him for a day or two." Bobby just shook
his head as he picked up his pen and started writing again.
About 30 minutes later, Rob and Lewis showed up. Lewis sat down in the chair next to Alex's desk. "Hi, Detective Alex," he said
dreamily. Alex rolled her eyes and laughed. "Hey, Lewis." Rob sat down in the chair next to Bobby's desk. "Here you go, Bobby," he
said, handing him a medium sized gym bag. "Thanks, man." He set it on the floor next to his feet. Bobby opened his bottom desk
drawer and took out the dark blue bag from Rossi's and placed it in a side pocket of the gym bag. "You guys almost done?" Rob
asked. "I am," Alex said. She had placed some papers into a file folder and laid it in her out box. Lewis sat there watching her every
move. "Let me finish typing this last paragraph," Bobby said. When he was finished typing, he powered down his computer.
Logan and Wheeler came in as Bobby had shut down his computer. "Hey, Eames. Hey, Goren," Logan said as he stopped. Megan
stopped next to him. "Hey, guys." Alex and Bobby told them hey in unison. Bobby said, "Rob, Lewis. I'd like for you to meet
Detective Mike Logan and his partner, Detective Megan Wheeler. Logan and Wheeler, these are my friends Lewis and Rob." "Pleased
to meet you," Logan said as he shook Lewis' hand. "Same here." He threw up his hand at Rob. Rob threw up his hand back at him.
Megan shook Lewis' hand, then made her way to Rob to shake his hand. He stood up when she got to him. Alex and Bobby noticed
Megan blushed a little as Rob smiled at her. They looked at each other, eyebrows raised. After Rob and Megan finished shaking
hands, Bobby said, "Um, we're going to Club Silkie's tonight to watch Angelica St. John perform. You two wanna join us?" "I'd like
to go. I haven't heard her sing in awhile," Wheeler said. Logan looked skeptical. "Club Silkie's? I don't know. That's where the grown
and sexy people hang out at. You have to be at least 28 to get in there. I don't think Wheeler is old enough to get in there to hang out
with grown and sexy people." Everyone but Megan snickered at Mike's statement. "Oh, ha ha ha," she said dryly. Mike smiled and
said, "Sure. I'm in." Bobby grabbed the gym bag and stood up. "Well, I'm going to change clothes and then we can head out." He
took off for the locker room.
Friday, August 18
Club Silkie's, 8:30 p.m.
"Hi! Welcome to Club Silkie's!" said the petite brown skinned woman standing behind the counter. "Hi!" Rob said. "How many
people in your party?" "There's 6 of us." He pointed out his group to her. As she looked at them, she said, "Logan?" Mike turned at
the sound of his name. "Tamera?" "Oh my gosh! Mikey!" She came from behind the counter and walked up to Logan. Mike lifted her
off the ground as he hugged her. He set her back down and smiled at her. "You look great, Tam!" She playfully swatted at him. "So do
you! You just getting back from Staten Island?" "Uh, well. I've been back for a while." Tamera crossed her arms. "Oh really? And you
didn't bother to let a sister know?" "I'll make it up to you." "You better!" As she was going back to the counter, she stopped and
looked at Alex and Bobby. She reached behind the counter and picked up 2 pictures. She walked back to them and held up the
pictures for them to see. It was pictures of Bobby and Alex, taken when they had entered Computer City by the security camera.
"Robert Goren?" she asked. Bobby nodded. "Alex Eames?" Alex nodded. "Oh, well. You guys are already taken care of and have a
table. Follow me."
Tamera placed the pictures back on the counter and motioned for someone to take her place. Bobby and Alex looked at each other in
confusion. "Did you call ahead?" Alex asked. Bobby shook his head. "Did…did you?" Alex shook her head. He looked at Rob. Rob
shook his head as well. "Wasn't me." The group followed Tamera inside of the club. She led them to a large table that was up front
next to the dance floor. They had a perfect view of the stage. A metal card holder was in the center of the table with a white card in it
that read, "Reserved for the Spencers." "Here's your table," Tamera said. Alex smiled as she read the card. "Of course, we'd have a
table." Janelle and Drew came off the dance floor when they saw Alex and Bobby standing at their table. "Alex!" Janelle said as she
approached her with her arms open. They hugged. "My turn," Drew said, playfully nudging his wife out of the way. Alex laughed as
Drew leaned down to hug her. Janelle approached Bobby, putting her arms around his neck. Bobby hugged her back. "Thank you for
rescuing my sister," she whispered in his ear. She stepped back and smiled at him. Bobby smiled back at her.
Janelle turned to Alex and said, "I knew you guys would show up. I'm glad you came!" "I wouldn't have missed Angel performing
tonight," Alex replied. "I've only heard her sing twice and that was at funerals." Janelle nodded, then waved her hand at the rest of the
group. "Aight, introduce me to your posse." Alex pointed at each person as she spoke. "These are our fellow detectives, Mike Logan
and Megan Wheeler. These are Bobby's friends, Rob Duncan and Lewis. Everybody, this Janelle and Drew Spencer." Everyone went
around shaking hands. When she shook Mike's hand, Janelle said to Tamera, who standing off to the side of him, "So, this is your
Logan, huh?" Tamera nodded. Janelle looked him in the face, then back at Tamera and said, "He's cute." Tamera laughed at Mike as
he shook his head. The opening notes of Cameo's "Candy" started playing. Tamera grabbed Mike by the hand and said to the group,
"Let's go. Y'all have to dance at least once upon entering the club. It's an unwritten mandatory rule." Mike was hesitant about going on
the dance floor, but Tamera kept pulling at him. Janelle and Drew were already on the dance floor. Tamera tapped one of the servers
on the shoulder to get her attention. "Lena, dance with the big guy over there," she said pointing at Bobby. "Cool." She placed her tray
on the group's table and offered her hand to Bobby, who gladly took it and led her to the dance floor. Rob offered his arm to Megan.
"Shall we?" he asked. "Sure," she answered, putting arm through his. Lewis held out his hand to Alex. "Please, Detective Alex?" He
batted his eyes at her. Alex chuckled, then shrugged. "Ah, what the hell!" She took his hand, leading him to the dance floor.
At 9:55 p.m., Tamera came out on the stage when the DJ had stopped playing music. The band members came out after her, taking the
respective places. She said, "Ladies and gentlemen, show some love for DJ Nicky Quicksilver!" The audience clapped and cheered as
he took a bow before leaving his perch. "Thank you, Quicksilver, for spinning the records for us tonight. Are y'all having fun?" More
cheers, clapping and whistles erupted from the crowd. "That's good. That's good. I'd like to welcome all of you to Club Silkie's. The
only place where the grown and sexy people hang out and have a good time. As you all know, every 3rd Friday, we have live music.
Tonight, I promise you will not be disappointed. Please put your hands for one of our favorite performers, the one and only, Angelica
St. John!" The band started playing the opening notes of "The Comfort Zone" as the whole place went crazy when Angel stepped from
behind the curtain. Tamera stayed on the stage long enough for Angel to give her a quick hug before stepping off. Angel smiled and
waved to the crowd before starting to sing. She was wearing a white t-shirt that had long sheer sleeves, dark denim jeans, white K-
Swiss shoes with blue shoelaces. A white derby hat topped off her look. As she was singing, she looked down at Janelle and Drew's
table. She was pleasantly surprised to see Alex and Bobby sitting there with some friends of theirs. "Oh, great," she thought, "I'm
going to be cooking for a whole week."
Angel performed for an hour and a half. When they finished, she and the band members went backstage. About 20 minutes later, Angel
made her way to Janelle's table. "You were great!" Janelle said, giving Angel a big squeeze. "Thank you." Drew kissed her on the
cheek. "Great job, Baby Girl! Great job!" Angel smiled and thanked him. Alex made her way to her and gave her a quick hug. "Wow!
I'm truly impressed!" "Thanks, Alex!" Angel turned to Bobby. He pulled her into his arms and squeezed. He stepped back and smiled
at her. "You were wonderful, Angel." "Thanks." They locked eyes for a minute before Angel started blushing. Finally she said, "You
gonna introduce me to your friends?" "Uh...uh, yeah," Bobby said. He pointed to everyone as he introduced them to Angel. She shook
everyone's hand and thanked them for coming out. Angel took Bobby's hand and said, "Well, if you guys don't mind, I'm gonna take
this guy out on the dance floor." "Don't hurt him too much," Rob called out to her as they hit the dance floor. He turned to the group
and said, "There goes Bobby Goren, the smoothest cat daddy alive."
When the DJ started to play a slow song, Bobby put his arms around Angel's waist. She placed her hands on his chest. She looked up
at him and smiled. "You having a good time?" she asked. He nodded. "This is a great start to wonderful birthday weekend." "I'm glad
to kick start it with you." Bobby looked deep into her eyes, a troubled look on his face. Angel had seen that look before. She touched
his cheek and asked, "What's wrong, Bobby?" He inhaled deeply and then exhaled. "I…I want you to want me." There he said it. The
one thing that had been on his mind ever since she had come back into his life. Angel bit her lip as she glanced off. She looked back at
him and said, "What makes you think I don't?" Bobby shrugged. "I just didn't want to seem like I ….I was trying to push you into
something you weren't ready for." Angel sighed. "If you want to, you can spend a little time with me before uh, other things happen,"
she said softly. Bobby moved his head to put his lips near her ear. "What if I want to spend all my time with you?" he said huskily.
Angel gasped. "That…that would be fine, too." He put his forehead on hers and smiled. "I'd like that a whole lot."
Saturday, August 19
Angel's home, 2:45 a.m.
"Bienvenido a mi casa," Angel said as Bobby walked through the front door. He carried the medium size gym bag and a suit carrier
with 2 suits in it. Angel caught a ride home with him, Rob and Lewis after leaving the club. Bobby waited while she locked the door and
set the security alarm. She reached for the gym bag in Bobby's hand, but he moved it out of her reach. "Angel, I can carry it." Angel
sighed. "I'm used to carrying my guests' bags for them. It's a habit." Bobby chuckled. "Okay. I accept your habit. Just show me where
to put my stuff." "Follow me." Bobby followed Angel down the hall to her room. "You have a very nice room," he said as he looked
around at the royal blue and gold Oriental motif of the room. "Thank you. You can hang your suits up behind the door." Bobby
dropped the bag in front of the closet, then hung up his suits. Angel took off her shoes without untying them and tossed them near the
closet. She put her arms around Bobby's waist, laying her head on his chest. He put his arms around her. "You okay?" he asked. She
nodded. "What are you thinking about?" "Nothing really. Just glad that you're here." Bobby gave her a quick squeeze. He let her go
and put his hands on her shoulders. "Uh, do you mind if get myself some water?" Angel shook her head. "Help yourself. There's some
bottled water in the fridge." He kissed her forehead and walked out of the door.
By the time Bobby came back, Angel was in the shower. He set his water on the dresser and went into the bathroom. He leaned
against the wall as he pushed the fabric shower curtain aside. He stared at Angel through the clear see through shower liner. She was
facing the shower head, the water hitting her face, with her hands on her shoulders wearing a purple shower cap. She was just standing
there, eyes closed, not moving a muscle, letting the warm water relax her. Bobby watched the water droplets roll down her body. He
watched one water droplet roll from her shoulder, down her back and over her butt. "What a lucky drop of water," he thought. He
watched another droplet flow over her breasts down to her stomach. He noticed that she was nicely trimmed down there. He smiled to
himself, shaking his head. Angel opened her eyes and looked at him. "Why are you shaking your head?" she asked, knowing the
answer. Bobby shrugged. "Just am." "You can come in if you like." "I think I will."
Bobby shed off his clothes and stepped in the shower with Angel. He got behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist. She leaned
back into him, her arms across her chest. He planted small kisses on her shoulder and the side of her neck. He gave her a squeeze as
he sighed, putting his lips near her ear. "I've missed this," he said. She smiled and nodded. "I didn't realize how much I missed you until
I saw you walk through that door on Monday." Angel moved her head to look up at Bobby. "I've missed you, too. I hope you know
that." "I do, Angelica. I do." He leaned down and claimed Angel's mouth with his mouth to prove to her that he knew exactly how
much she missed him.
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