Just so you all know, I am not a fan of Stevens. And I may let it show a bit in this story, so...if you like her don't take it to heart. Anyway, for those of you reading please enjoy chapter 3!

Chapter 3~And the Hits Keep Coming

Alex sat at her desk, her head in her hands as she rubbed her temples. She felt a monstrous headache coming on.

The case had taken so many twists and turns. The prince of another country was involved, the only suspect was murdered, and now the prince's American girlfriend was found dead not more than two hours ago.

She knew she was nearing the end of her shift, but she needed to stay and work this case out. If only Bobby were there to help her, their dynamic duo would solve the case.

Suddenly, two large hands wrapped around her head and her eyes flashed open. She jumped in her seat, and nearly shot up through the ceiling.

"Settle down, Eames. It's just me," a voice rumbled from behind her. Alex visibly relaxed when she recognized Bobby's voice, and his hands began to rub her temples.

"Bobby, how did you get in here?" she asked, closing her eyes for a few more moments. The bullpen was empty at the moment, but she still had a slight nagging in her mind. His hands worked wonders though and soon her worries were forgotten as Bobby moved his massaging fingers down her neck.

"Mmm...Bobby, you shouldn't do this here..." she sighed, remembering the new temporary captain.

And Nichols.

"Well, Goren, it's nice to see you back here again. It freaks me out when I glance to my right and Eames is in your chair instead of you..." Nichols said, sidling up to them with an all-knowing smile on his lips. Eames frowned, the other detective's smile was more of a smirk she decided.

"Well, you better get used to it because I don't know when, if ever, I am going to be back," Bobby smiled wryly, dropping his hands from Alex's shoulders.

"Don't say that, Goren," Alex chastised, scowling at him from her chair below him. This brought a smile to Bobby's face. She was so cute.

"I'm not trying to get rid of you, Goren, but it's probably best of you leave. Stevens is on the prowl right now. She seems to have gotten it in her mind that there is something going on between you two..." Nichols said, looking between the two detectives.

Bobby and Alex glanced at each other, a message shared silently between them.

"Where the hell did she get that idea?" Alex asked, feigning haughtiness and anger.

"Jee, I don't know. A second ago you were massaging your partner's neck," Nichols said, slightly accusing.

"Because I feel horrible that I can't help her with this case she is stressing over, and we are friends, Nichols," Bobby said, slightly defensively.

"Hey," Nichols said calmly, holding his hands up in surrender. "If you two are a thing, I approve of it and won't say a word..."

"I can't believe you even suggest that, Nichols. Just get back to your desk and help me solve this case," Alex scowled at the dark detective. Even though she was small, Eames could be intimidating and Nichols decided he would do as she asked.

"Ok, ok I am going. Just be careful with Stevens..."

Eames sighed deeply, slumping in Bobby's chair.

"I am done with this, Bobby..." she said breathlessly, turning her head to look up at him. "I need you..."

Bobby smirked, brushing her hair off of her shoulder, revealing soft tan skin showing from her low cream sweater. He gently ran his fingers over the revealed skin.

"I need you too," he whispered teasingly. "So let's go right now. You can catch the bad guys in the morning, but let me take care of you tonight."

Alex breathed deeply, she knew they shouldn't be doing this in their place of work. Quickly, she rolled the chair away from Bobby's looming figure, and she stood up.

"Bobby, not here..." she whispered breathlessly, fearing her self control would be lost.

Reluctantly, Bobby nodded and he pushed his chair back to his desk.

"You're right, so I will be waiting in the parking garage for you," he winked before turning to leave.

"Detective Goren!" a voice stopped him. Every one of the detectives in the room cringed at the voice. Slowly, Bobby turned to see Stevens.

"Please come to my office, Goren," she said, entering her office to wait for him. Alex and Nichols both glanced at Bobby. Alex was giving him a look that clearly said, 'Don't mess this up if you know what's good for you...'

"Be nice, Bobby," was all that she said verbally, but Nichols knew more was said between them in one glance. He watched as the big detective nodded and whispered something about the parking garage, and Nichols decided not to think too hard about it.

Alex gathered her things and watched as Bobby walked casually into the lion's den...

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Bobby didn't like the feeling he got as the door slowly closed behind him, but he didn't let Stevens see his uneasiness. He merely stood in his place, watching as the woman rounded the desk-Ross' desk.

"Have a seat, Detective," she offered, gesturing to a seat. Nodding, he sat in the offered chair.

"Detective Goren, I understand you are on suspension, and for good reason too. It is against protocol and completely irrational. However, your file doesn't have any complaints or records of violence..." she began, opening his file.

Bobby nodded, keeping his mouth shut.

"Explain to me what happened, and then I want you to see a department therapist for your evaluation and exam to be reinstated," she ordered blatantly, crossing her legs and looking at him with authority.

Here was a prime example of the brass' ass-kissers, just for the authority to order the lower class around.

"I simply lost my temper. It won't happen again," he stated seriously.

"Damn right it won't," she agreed.

"Go see Dr. Jackson tomorrow at 3:30, I've set up the appointment already," she said, handing him a slip of paper with the address and contact info on it.

"Yes, m'am," he answered. How was he getting reinstated so quickly? Why?

"I need you and Eames out there, and Eames won't let me reassign her a partner. She's just been working with Nichols and I. So take care of that, and that will be all..."

"Alright..." Bobby said, standing and quickly exiting the office. He had a beautiful woman waiting on him, and he had some good news to share with her.

Stevens watched as the tall detective left her office.

That man deserved to be in the field, she could tell that he was restless. He had come to work while he was on suspension after all, just to do something. But maybe that wasn't the reason he had come...

He is going to be disappointed when the future comes, she thought.

Both Eames and Goren would.

If only they knew what was to come...