February 3,2009 He's pacing ... anxiety level is rising ... 11 more days!
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Pacing A Rut
Captain Ross was sitting behind his desk when he could see a figure pacing. Before even looking up, he knew it had to be Goren. Ross was counting the days … crossing them off on his desk calendar actually, till Eames returned to duty. She was the only one that could calm him down. He knew there were no open cases and God knows … he had no more family to speak of … Oh shit … was it Alex? One of the babies … did one of them have a fever or something? It's going to be a long eighteen years.
He got up from behind his desk and went to his door … he hesitated … he looked back at his chair … then he began an internal debate. Oh … for crying out loud … you're his Captain … go talk to him … but he really hates me … why would he want to talk to me? Just go … chicken!
So, he went … no one calls Captain Ross chicken … not even himself.
"Detective … is there something … wrong?" Of course there is, why else does he pace?
"Valentine's Day Cap. I need to find the perfect gift for Alex. I don't want to screw up."
"Gift? Goren … you're married … you have three healthy kids … you don't need to buy her a gift."
Satisfied with the advice he gave his detective, he returned to his office. Problem solved … that was easy!
Bobby looks over at Jeffries … "He's divorced … right?"
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Who will he ask next ... you wonder ... hmmm? Thanks for reading! Judy