thanks for readin and reviewing it means the world to me goodness it needs to be Friday already... I'm so impacient, glad i created this story so we wont be Jo/Flack-less during the long week... yeah im not all good with crime stuff and deciding how people die so please forgive me for the case i brought into the story

Chapter 4: Not Innocent

Jo had made it back to the crime lab, she had some things to take care of, and most importantly find out how her John Doe died. While waiting for the results, Jo processed the knife, the blood belonged to a man named Marco Alvarez, 25 years of age. He had nothing on his criminal record and worked at a diner three miles away from Jo's address.

"Jo, I heard about your son," Lindsay came into the room.

"You did, what did you hear?"

"That he was caught with a dead body and they took him to get some answers."

"Do you know how that is going?" Jo asked, slightly nervous.

"No sorry, but I believe your son is innocent 100 percent."

"Thanks," Jo sighed, rubbing her neck. "So what are you up to?"

"Working the scene you and Mac had this morning."

"And how is that going?"

"We hit a dead end, but Adam is working on it. So, are you positive there is nothing going on between you and Don?"

"I'm pretty positive Lindsay."

"Okay," Lindsay nodded. "I hope you get your guy."

"Me too," Jo nodded, still slightly frustrated. Lindsay offered Jo a small smile and left the room. Jo let out a sigh.

"Well, I'd have to say that was a pretty big sigh," a male voice stated as he walked in.

"Oh, hey Don," Jo smiled slightly, so glad they were dating now, just being friends was good for them, but they were meant to be a couple, in her opinion.

"I kind of have bad news."

"What is it?"

"Well before coming here I stopped by the precinct, and they are going to hold Tyler for 24 hours."

"Are you serious?" Jo frowned and Don nodded, pulling up a seat next to her.

"Yeah, I'm really sorry about that."

"Thanks," she rubbed her hands together. "Did they tell you why?"

Don shook his head, "No, I'm sorry," he patted her thigh. "Things are going to be okay, please believe me when I say that."

"I always believe you Don," she nodded, squeezing his hand lightly. "You're a very trustworthy man."

"I try to be," Don smirked, glad to lighten up the mood as he heard Jo offer a small laugh. "If these damn walls weren't made out of glass, I would have you up against one right now."

"You really can't get enough of me can you?"

"I don't think so," Don winked, rubbing her thigh. "Well I should get back to the precinct before I end up kissing you so hard."

"There's always time for that later," Jo smirked.

"So we are still on for tonight?"

Jo nodded, "Well we are rooming together for the time being."

"I'll let you sleep in the bed and I'll take the couch."

"Don, we can always share the bed, I know you can behave yourself."

"I wouldn't be so sure about that sweetheart," he winked. "Well I'll see you later."

Jo nodded, "Yeah, later."

"God, you're amazing," Don spoke one last time before leaving the room, Jo watched him until he was out of sight.

Before Jo got too carried away thinking about what the night would bring for them, she got a phone call from Sid.

"Yeah Sid, I'll be right down," Jo told him and secured her evidence before heading down to the morgue.

Minutes later she arrived down to his lair.

"Jo, I heard your son has been accused of murder."

"Yeah, and here I thought the day couldn't get any worse."

"What's wrong with today?"

"Well first off Mac being short tempered, did you know that Stella sent him a wedding invitation."

"I told Mac to make his move before she left for New Orleans."

"He doesn't listen does he?" Jo shook her head. "Hope his short tempered is short lived, the last thing I need to deal with is his attitude."

"Why do you think I spend most of my day down here?"

Jo smirked, "So what do you got Sid?"

"Well first of all, he was a smoker, his neck had been snapped, causing instant death, knife wound near his stomach, didn't do much damage."

"So you're thinking that someone stabbed him and then he fell to the ground?"

"Perhaps, he did have a broken rib, which he'd gotten after death. It rules out your son because he isn't built enough to break someone's ribs, unless he wore steeled toe boots."

"Sid, all the shoes he owns are steel toed, and he plays soccer."

"Then we may have a problem there Jo."

"Damn it, I guess this day can get worse. I have to go Sid, thanks for the autopsy results."

She quickly left the lab and headed to the precinct, she saw an officer talking to her son.

"Excuse me, but can I talk to him please?"

"I'm sorry ma'am, you can't do that."

"You must be new here, I'm Detective Jo Danville and this is my son."

"I'm sorry Detective, I'm just going off orders."

"You better let me talk to my son," Jo balled her fists. "Don't give me any crap Detective."

"Woah, what's going on over here?" Don rushed over, standing beside Jo.

"He won't let me talk to my son."

"Why do you need to talk to him?" Don asked.

"He will tell me the truth Don, and you know that."

"But Jo if you talk to him it can throw off the whole investigation, they'll think you let him off because he's your kid."

She took Don to the side, "I just got autopsy results, Marco Alvarez had a broken rib after his death, and yeah Tyler isn't strong enough to do that, but all his shoes are steel toed and he plays soccer, so he knows the right force to do that kind of damage."

"I'll go talk to him," Don told Jo.

"Don, I have to do this, he'll keep lying if anyone else talks to him."

"You do know what kind of trouble this can cause."

"I'm willing to take this chance Don, you got to let me do this."

Don sighed, running a hand through his hair, "Okay, okay, you can go talk to him."

"Thanks Don, I really owe you one."

"Don't worry about it, just doing my job."

"I know you are," Jo nodded. "You can always come in the interrogation room and be there for moral support. Plus that might be the only way that Detective will let me talk to him."

"Don't worry about that guy, he's a rookie cop, let's go interrogate your son."

Jo nodded and they both went back to Tyler and took him into room number two.

"Tyler, what were you doing in the front of the house at the time of Marco's death?"

"Who's Marco?"

"The boy the cops saw you pulling the knife out of."

"Look, I didn't do anything, okay. I was just at the wrong place at the wrong time."

"Don't give me that Tyler, what were you doing home that time of day?"

"What, can't his son see his mother anymore, I knew I should have stayed with dad."

"Don't bring him into this."

"I told you everything I was just wanting to see you, didn't know you were at work. I caught him snooping around so I confronted him about it."

"How did you confront him?" Don asked, and Tyler and Jo looked at him.

"I talked to him that's all."

"You were obviously the last person who saw the man alive, what I don't get is how the knife ended up in him," Don asked, almost yelling.

"I have a knife in my bag, I threatened him, but I didn't stab him, he fought me for the knife and it ended up stabbing him, and then he fell to the ground and that was it."

"You killed him then."

"No I didn't," Tyler grunted.

"You were in possession on the knife, not only did he bleed out but his neck was broke and also a rib after death," Jo was upset and mad. "How could you do this you are my son, your supposed to be a good guy," she shook her head. "Don, I don't want to see my son right now, you finish it up," Jo frowned and left the room.

"I think we are done here," Don told the boy, as he waved in the detective to take Tyler.

When Tyler was taken back to his holding cell, Don went to go find Jo. He headed outside only to see her sitting on the steps of the precinct, he went to go sit by her.

"What did I ever do wrong as a mother?"

"You are a great mother, all mother's who son's are criminals always want to know what they did wrong. But listen to me Jo, you are a great mother, just because your son killed someone doesn't mean you were a bad influence on him," he rubbed her arm.

"Thanks for the support Don."

"Why shouldn't I support my girlfriend," Don smiled slightly.

"My day just isn't going as planned."

"Your strong enough to get passed it, don't worry Jo, well I have to go back in there. You can get a few more hours of work right?"

"I can manage," Jo nodded. "Guess it's not vital for me to stay at your place anymore."

"Guess you want to go back to your place?"

"I think going back would bring back memories of this day, I want to hold those thoughts off for a while."

"So we are still going to room together?" Don asked with a big grin.

"Well we haven't even started rooming together, I wouldn't want to miss the opportunity."

"Me either," he smiled, standing up along side Jo. "You go finish up work and then I'll take us home."

She nodded, "Thanks so much Don."

"Always an honor to help you out."

Since they were in front of the precinct they couldn't kiss because they didn't want everyone to know about their relationship, them coming out to everyone would be a while because Jo and Don wanted to make sure this relationship was going somewhere.

Yep dont hate me just cuz i made Tyler guilty idk if im going to let him just cover up for someone else so be pacient with that... and as for Don/Jo a little bit more romance next for them... it'll be a little while before they have sex or actually no having sex... just straight up making love... if your ready for more tell me your thoughts on this chapter... it means the world to me please and thank you :)