A/N: Hey everyone. Here is the latest update for the story. I would like to apologize. Work has kept me busier than I thought I be and getting these updates are taking me longer than I want them too. Thank you to all of you who are still following the story. I hope you enjoy the latest one and as always please feel free to leave reviews. Thank you.

Chapter 5

One Police Plaza

Manhattan, New York

Frank looked out the window that over looked the city. He had a lot on his mind. The search for the shooter of his officer was still going on, the case that Danny was currently investigating, and the worry about Eddie who was struggling with her emotions from the shooting. Then there was his relationship with Michelle Ortega. He wanted it to work but he knew what was holding him back from making that full fledge commitment. It was the same thing that really kept him committing to anything serious and she was buried in Greenwood Cemetery in Brooklyn. He heard the door to his office open and in the reflection of the Ghormley and Garrett coming into the office.

"We found him boss." Ghormley said as soon as the door closed. He held up the folder and had a smile on his face which disappeared when he saw Frank turn around. "You ok sir?"

"Fine. You were saying?" Frank answered and asked as he moved back towards his desk.

"One of the canvasses turned up our suspect." Ghormley replied handing the file over to Frank for him to look at. "A lady in apartment complex saw him a couple days ago staying with another young man in the building."

"Whose name is Antiono Jackson." Garrett answered as he saw Frank open the file and scan it. "Antonio hasn't been home for a week while he is on a business trip, but the detectives did speak to him. Says the friend staying at his apartment is Marcus Jenson. They grew up together."

"According to this he has a record." Frank noted as he flipped through the file and scoured through the report. "Five years for B&E and drug possession."

"Broke into a Pharmacy when he lived over in Brooklyn which got knocked down when he turned on his partner." Ghormley replied as he looked on as Frank continued to read the report. "Talk to the grandmother that raised him and she told us that he got into trouble in school quite a few times and tried the drugs. Left home at 18 and pretty much stayed with friends in and around the city."

"So why the gun and shooting at cops?" Garrett asked.

"We'll find out when we arrest him." Frank answered handing the file back over to Ghormley. "Call over to the 12th and have Renzulli call Eddie and see if she wants to go."

Ghormley nodded, got up and left the office. Garrett looked at Frank. "Sure that is a good idea Frank?"

"Yes, because sometimes doing the idea that seems bad sometimes turns out to do the most good." Frank replied as he sat in his chair.

"Who said that?" Garrett asked getting up.

"You did, when you first took this job and had reservations about it." Frank replied with a smile on his face.

Garrett smiled as well. "Oh. Well I do occanislly come up with them. My wife said something to me after we worked out our issues. Sometimes what we feel or know is wrong can help us realize all the good we have in front of us."

Garrett walked out of the office as Frank looked at the retreating form of his DCPI. Then it hit him. "Baker?"

Baker walked into the office a moment later. "Yes sir?"

"Call my detail and get the car ready." Frank said getting to his feet and going towards the coat rack.

"Yes sir, and where are we going?" Baker asked curious now from the door way.

"Greenwood Cemetery. I have to ask her something." Frank replied as he put on his coat.

Baker nodded and hid the small smile on her face as she want to carry out the commissioners orders.

St. Victors Hospital

Manhattan, New York

Eddie nervously walked down the hallway of the ICU floor and towards Taylor's room. She wanted to turn and walk away but the story that Jamie told her gave her the strength that she needed. She knocked quietly at the door and saw Manny stick his head up when he looked to see who was there. "Hey Manny."

"Eddie. You came." Manny said in shock as he got up and walked over to the doorway and hugged her. "You know Jamie…"

"I know he found me." Eddie answered with a small smile on her face. She brushed a strand of hair behind her ear again. "How is she?"

"Better. Andrew came by and did an exam on her." Manny answered as they looked at the sleeping form of Taylor in the hospital bed. "He said there are no signs of infection which is good. He was optimistic about the arm, but said a physical therapist and neurologist will come by and check before giving their recommendations."

Eddie nodded and looked at Taylor before looking back to Manny. "Manny look, I would like to apology…."

Manny shook his head. "Eddie, listen this wasn't your fault. I don't blame you for what happen. We know the risk when we go into doing things like joining the fire department or the police department."

"But you should be angry at me, I screw up." Eddie answered.

"The only person I am angry with is the person that shot her." Manny told her. He took a breath and looked at Taylor then back to her. "Just like when I was angry at the person who shot me for sticking up for my friend at the firehouse."

Eddie remembered the case. A former boyfriend of a female fireman at Manny's firehouse stalked and kidnapped her and wounded Manny at a fire. "I remember."

"So don't blame yourself. It's the life we lead Eddie."

"He's right you know partner." Taylor answered groggily. Both set of eyes turned to her. "Hey baby."

"Baby thank god." Manny answered rushing over to her bed. He lightly kissed her on the lips. "How you doing?"

"Hurts." Taylor replied with a small smile on her face. She kissed Manny again. "Can I get some water, and can you get the doctor?"

Manny nodded and kissed her forehead before leaving the room. Eddie walked over. "You looked better partner."

"I can say the same to you partner." Taylor replied with a small smile. She grimaced as she moved. She then turned to Eddie. "Eddie look I don't blame you for what happen."

"You should Taylor." Eddie answered as she looked at the floor. She then looked up a moment later. I got you shot because…"

"Eddie you didn't pull the trigger, the perp did. You did everything right." Taylor answered as she reached out and took her partners hand. "You called for backup twice, and you stayed with me all the way here. Jamie trained us well. You did exactly what partners were supposed to do. Protect each other."

Eddie looked at her partner, so Taylor decided to continue. "The only person I am mad at is the man who put me here. So no matter what happens with me, I will always be grateful to you for saving me and trust me so is Manny."

Eddie looked at her partner and saw the truth in the face and in the first time in the past couple days, it felt like the world was lifted off her shoulders. "Thanks partner."

Taylor smiled as Eddie clasped her hand on top of hers. That is when Andrew came on in. "Taylor, glad to see you awake. Eddie we are going to examine her. Can you…"

Eddie nodded. "Sure thing Andrew. See you later partner."

Taylor nodded as the neurologist and physical therapist came in as well as Eddie left. She saw Jamie hang up his phone and look at her. "How is she?"

"Awake and she doesn't blame me." Eddie answered walking over to him slowly.

Jamie smiled and brought his wife into his arms. "Told you they wouldn't blame you."

"I guess I needed to hear it and have it shown to me." Eddie answered laying her head on his chest. She sighed as she felt him kiss the top of her head. "Thanks babe."

"Always." Jamie answered as the hug broke. He pulled out his phone. "Renzulli called. They tracked down the perp that shot at you and Taylor. Wants to know if you want in?"

Eddie looked at her husband before tossing a look back to Taylor's room. "Absolutely."

Major Case Squad

54th Precinct

Danny walked into the room where the tech analyst from TARU had set up shop, and where Baez was currently sitting as well. "What do you got from the computer?"

"Detective you were right. He backed up everything from his phone onto his computer." The analyst answered as he pulled up the information onto the screen. "I can see why your witness said look into your victim's hectic life. This guy was writing several different programs and apps."

"Sure looks like it." Baez responded as she looked at the screen. She pointed to an icon. "What's that?"

The tech opened the app. "Looks like he developed an app to try to link all the transits apps plus ride sharing apps so a person can best plan their commute."

"Wish I had that growing up." Baez answered with a smirk on her face. She looked at Danny. "What do you think?"

Danny studied the screen. "He was programmer so I don't think anything here would be worth killing over. Is there anything odd about what he has?"

The tech shook his head. "Besides apps or software programming nothing."

"Figured as much." Danny answered shaking his head at the news. He sighed and nodded. "Go ahead and open the email."

The tech nodded and clicked on the email icon on the desktop. "Ok so the emails are link to the phone and most of these look just regular work emails, and a few from I guess is his sister."

Danny nodded as they scrolled through the emails. "Whoa stop right there. Click on that one."

The tech analyst nodded and clicked on the email. "Whoa. Whoever wrote this must also write for Hustl…."

"Look at the email address partner." Baez answered cutting of the technician. "Comes from Big Apple Software."

"Yeah, and that is not from Mr. Jefferies." Danny said. He tapped the technician on the shoulder. "See if you can find out who owns that account."

The technician nodded as the door opened to the room. "Detectives the victim's sister is here."

"Alright thanks." Danny answered getting up and moving to the screen. "Print that out for me and find out her name."

The tech nodded as he and Baez walked out of the room to where the obviously distraught women was standing. "Ma'am I'm Detective Reagan, and this is Detective Baez. We are very sorry for you loss."

"Thank you." Ms. Garland answered. She nodded as Danny and Baez escorted her into another room. "I cant believe it. I'm sorry I didn't show up earlier, I was still in shock."

"Quite alright." Baez answered as she sat down across the victim. "Did your brother have any enemies?"

Ms. Garland shook her head. "No, he was so busy with his projects he didn't really have time for anyone other his circle of friends."

"What about problems with those friends or work?" Danny asked.

The sister shook her head. Baez took the email from Danny. "What about a girlfriend, because we got access to his computer, and this is a pretty risqué email we have.

"Not that I know of, but it's possible." Ms. Garland answered. She shifted in her seat a little bit. Then she picked her head up. "Wait minute. He did mention about a women that he became close too, but I never really found out."

Danny nodded and then sat down next to the sister. "Where were you between 8 and 11 the night your brother died?"

"I was working the swing shift at the hospital where I am a nurse." Ms. Garland answered as she shifted. She looked at Danny. "Why?"

"Standard procedure ma'am." Danny answered as he noticed the tech standing by the door. He got up. "Excuse me."

Danny walked out of the room and stood next to the tech. "What did you find out?"

"The writer of the email is a Claire Jacobs." The tech answered Danny's question as he passed over what he found out. "And she works at Big Apple Software."

"Really?" Danny responded. He turned and knocked on the window of the room. Baez came out and looked at Danny. "We got her name partner."

Danny handed Baez the paperwork. She scanned. "Time to go to Big Apple and talk to Claire."

"Thanks." Danny told the tech and motioned over a uniform to let Ms. Jefferies go. He nodded to Baez. "Alright let's go."

Greenwood Cemetery

Brooklyn, New York

Frank climbed out of the SUV and started towards the grave with his detail and Baker hanging back from him giving him the space needed to do this. He quietly approached the grave with flowers in his hand. He stopped right in front of the tombstone. "Hey sweetheart."

Frank set the flowers down in front of the tombstone and stuck his hands in his pockets. "I would like to apologize for not coming as much as I used too, but I can guess you know why. I have been seeing someone, and we hit a bit of a roadblock. She asked me where we are going and I couldn't give an answer. Maybe it's because ever since you left us, I just can't commit to anyone that isn't you."

He knelt down and brushed some leaves away from the tombstone to reveal Mary's name. "I know I promised you I would go on with my life, but maybe I really don't want to have anybody else. Maybe I need a sign from you stating it's really ok for me to really make that commitment again."

Frank looked up from the grave and saw a young woman coming towards him who was looking down at her phone. She looked up and saw him. "Oh I am sorry. I didn't see you."

"Oh it's quite alright." Frank replied. He stood up and looked at the path she was heading. He then looked back towards his staff and SUV. That is when he noticed the car behind it and how it was blocked in by the RMP's that escorted it. "Oh we are blocking you. I'll have my people move it."

"It's ok I am not in a rush. I still have a little bit before I have to pick up my kids." The lady answered with a warm smiled. She then looked at him. "Oh you are Commissioner Reagan."

"Yes I am. Nice to meet you." Frank said with a smile on his face. He offered his hand. He then waved his hand and motioned to the cars. "And it's not alright that we are blocking you, Ms…."

"Oh Sterns." Ms. Sterns replied with a shake of his hand. She smiled at him. "Here visiting a relative?"

Frank nodded. "Talking to the wife, and maybe asking for a little guidance about something. You?"

"Talking to my husband. He was killed in Afghanistan about six years ago." Ms. Sterns answered as she smiled at Frank. She shifted on her feet. "Giving him an update on our daughter and how my new job is going."

"Daughter?" Frank said in more of question than he meant too. He looked at her hand, and there were rings. "Oh you…."

"I got remarried a couple years ago." Ms. Sterns stated. She brushed a piece of hair behind her ear again. She shifted again on her feet. "After I got the notification, I thought I never would remarry. But then about year later, someone from my husband's unit came by after they found a locket that my husband thought he lost with a picture of our daughter and a lock of her hair. He told me stories and so did I, and it just blossomed from there."

Frank looked at her. "How did you…."

"Know. When the soldiers showed up with the locket. My husband was upset when he thought he lost it. I took it as sign." Ms. Sterns responded. She smiled a soft smile. "He always said, if something like that treasured item would show up, and something had happen to him, take it as a sign that he would want me to move on, because it's his way of saying he will always be with us."

Frank looked at the young woman and smiled a soft smile. "I appreciate you telling me the story, and the sacrifice your husband made for our country. I am happy you found peace."

"Thank you and so am I." Ms. Sterns replied with a smile on her face. She checked her phone. "Oh I have to leave. Pleasure talking with you Commissioner. I hope you find your peace soon as well."

"Thank you." Frank replied. He shook the young woman's hand and she surprised him with a kiss on the cheek before leaving. He then turned and face the tombstone one more time. "Thank you Mary. I got the message. I love you."

Frank leaned over and kissed the top of the tombstone before heading back to his staff and SUV.

Big Apple Software

Manhattan, New York

Danny and Baez walked into the offices of Big Apple Software and walked up to the desk. Danny flashed his badge to the receptionist. "NYPD, we are looking Claire Jacobs."

"Office at the end of the hall." The receptionist answered. She picked up her phone. "I'll give her a ring."

Baez reached over and took the phone out of her hand. "Its ok. We'll surprise her."

Danny and Baez started down the hallway towards the office that receptionst pointed out to her. They knocked on the door a minute later. Claire Jacobs opened it. "Damn it Susan, I thought…."

Danny and Baez showed their badges to her. "Claire Jacobs. NYPD Detectives Reagan and Baez. We need to ask you some questions."

Claire nodded and let them into her office shutting the door behind them. "I take it you saw the emails I sent to Louis."

"We did, and have to say some of it could be considered illegal what you wrote in that email." Danny answered with a straight face. He then noticed the pictures on the cabinet behind her. He leaned in closely. "That is Mr. Jefferies."

"Yeah." Claire answered quietly. She looked at Danny and Baez. "Look if it's possible can we…."

But before she could finish the statement her office door opened and Mr. Jefferies walked in. "Babe we need…."

Danny and Baez stood up and Mr. Jefferies looked at the both of them. "Detectives what are you doing here?"

Danny and Baez looked at Mr. Jefferies as Claire looked on as well.

A/N: Frank goes and talks to Michelle as Eddie may go too far when it comes to the apprehension of the suspect, and Danny and Baez look for a way to connect their new suspect to the murder.