Greg let out an angry sigh and punched his steering wheel; then drew back and hit it again. The case had not ended well, they lost the little girl that everyone had worked so hard to find, and he knew that he wasn't the only one who was feeling the pain in his chest. 'It isn't fair' was the only thing he could think, the words kept pooling in his head. The look on the parents faces; he'd happened to walk by the room when Ray and Nick were telling them, he could hear them cry out as their hearts broke, and he knew that it would only get worse knowing that the coward had killed himself before they could arrest him. There would be no true justice.

He debated stopping by the orphanage, he was angrier than he had been in a long time, but he found himself pulling into the parking lot despite his anger. When he pulled the door open he was greeted with a look that caused him much confusion.

"Oh goodness Greg, I am so glad you stopped by today." Sister Meredith looked relieved.

"Hey." He said. "What's going on?"

"We aren't entirely sure, Aidan has been screaming for over five hours. We had the nurse check him out, he's fine in all sense of the word but he won't let anyone touch him or even come near him, I don't know what to do, we've tried everything."

"Where is he?"

"We have him in one of the observation rooms, you know where perspective parents can come look at the children? We were afraid that he was going to hurt one of the other children accidently."

He followed her down the hall and into a room and she pointed through the mirror. He could tell just by looking at it that it was two way glass and on the other side Aidan was screaming; trying hard to put a puzzle together that sat in pieces all around him. Greg walked out of the room and opened the door, screaming getting louder and he walked into the room.

Aidan looked up at him through painfully bloodshot eyes and stuck his hands up into the air begging to be picked up.

Greg bent down and scooped him up squeezing him tightly against his chest, feeling the way his small body was shaking in small sobs. "Hey, hey," Greg soothed, "what's wrong little guy?" He knew Aidan couldn't answer him, but he was at a loss of what to say. He rubbed his hand gently up his spine in small circles speaking softly about nothing in particular, telling him it was okay over and over until after what seemed like an eternity his sobs became just sniffles against Gregs chest.

Greg pulled him back and using his sleeve he gently wiped his cheeks dry. "There you go buddy, see? It's not so bad, I've got you." He spied a rocking chair in the corner of the room and made his way over to it. Aidan curled into his chest nuzzling as close as he could; and Greg began pushing his feet against the floor rocking them gently. He continued rocking the chair as he felt Aidan's muscles ease up and finally his breathing evened out and Greg knew he was asleep. "I've got you." He whispered against Aidans head. He could feel his own body relaxing and he realized that he hadn't thought of the case since he'd been focusing on Aidan. He smiled and closed his eyes.

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Nick had tried the house phone after Greg's cell went to voicemail. After that hit the answering machine he deviated from his regular route and headed towards the orphanage. Since the night that Greg had told him about Aidan Greg hadn't mentioned him again; but Nick could tell when he had stopped by to see him. He had this little smile at the corner of his lips that wasn't from anything Nick had done.

He could see his husbands Truck parked in front of the building and he pulled up alongside of it. He could see Greg's cell phone plugged into the charger, and he went into the building.

"Mr. Stokes?"

Nick looked up to find a nun speaking to him. "Um, yes ma'am."

She smiled sweetly at him. "Your husband speaks highly of you, I've seen your picture a few times." She extended her hand toward him. "I'm sister Meredith."

He took her hand, "pleasure. Call me Nick, please. And I hope it was a good picture."

She laughed at him.

"So I uh, I saw Greg's truck parked outside, he wasn't pickin' up his phone."

"Come with me." She smiled. He followed her to a small room that reminded him of one of the observation rooms used during their interrogations. He looked to where she was pointing in the corner of the next room; pretty sure that the smile on his face nearly broke his face in two. The look on Gregs face was, well, priceless in his opinion. His eyes were closed but he wasn't asleep, his lips curled up gently in the corners; he had his arms wrapped protectively around the small body that was pressed to his chest.

"That's Aidan." Sister Meredith spoke quietly. "He'd been screaming for over five hours before Greg came in. That man of yours is a godsend."

"He's something alright." He said back to her. He continued looking through the glass at the barely moving rocking chair. "Do me a favor," his voice was low, "don't tell him that I was here."

"I can do that sir, it was nice to meet you."

"You too."

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"Nick, I'm home!" Greg called into the house as he shut the door behind him.

"You good for pizza babe? I don't feel like cooking and I doubted you did either."

"Sounds like you already ordered." Greg walked into the kitchen and met Nicks smile. "That would be a yes."

Nick stood up and walked over grabbing Greg in a hug.

Greg felt Nicks arms tighten and hold him longer than usual. "What up?" Greg asked.

"Nothing really," Nick said against his head. "I just wanted to hold you for a second, it was a long day."

"Tell me about it." Greg sighed.

"I saw your truck outside the orphanage." Nick said and felt Greg slightly tense up. "I swung by after I couldn't get you on either phone." He let go of him and stepped back to look at him. "How was the little guy today?"

"Apparently miserable, he was a mess all morning until I got there."

"Did you manage to calm him down?"

He watched a smile form on Greg's face. "Yeah."

The doorbell rang and Greg grabbed the money off the counter. "I'll go get it."

Nick watched him disappear around the corner, and he was sure that smile was radiating through their whole house.

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Alrighty, so there it is. Chapter 3. It was written quickly so I apologize for any mistakes. Please point them out to me if you see them. Also, comments are welcome and fuel for my writing. Haha. Hope everyone had a great day!