Chapter 9

Chapter 9


Peabody looked around the scene. "This looks familiar Trueheart."


Trueheart nodded. "It looks like what Barrow did to the O'Ryans."


"Yeah but Barrow is locked away on Omega. I'll tag Dallas when we get back." Peabody said.


"Speaking of Dallas. I heard the Commander kicked her out." Trueheart replied.


Peabody smirked. "He did. Last night she broke her ankle. Louise told her to work from home for the next few weeks. Louise even called the Commander. Dallas came in and Riley, who was ordered to call Whitney if she did, called him. He came down and sent her home."


Trueheart winced. "So she's home?"


"Yeah and to top it off she's getting over that stomach flu." Peabody answered as the M.E. bagged the body.


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Eve sat at her desk reading over Peabody's report. "Well shit."


"Problems?" Roarke asked as he exited his office.


"See for yourself." She waved her hand at her screen.


As Eve stood Roarke studied the crime scene photos. "It looks like..."


"Like the O'Ryans."


Their eyes met. Both had seen the date. One year ago that day Terry's parents had been murdered. Roarke moved to Eve and held her. Eve laid her head against his heart. The steady beat soothed her.


"Eve." Came Summerset's voice.


"Yeah?"


"Detective Peabody is here. She wants to speak with you." Summerset said.


"Show her in." Eve ordered. She hurried to her desk and pulled out the cast. "Damnit, she's making the connection."


Roarke chuckled as he pushed her murder board into his office. "You trained her Captain."


"Oh bite me." Eve grumbled, her cast now on and her foot proper up on an ottoman.


Peabody walked in. "How you feeling Dallas?"

"Better if I could be at Central." Eve stated.


"I hear you've been banned for a few weeks." Peabody replied sympathetically at seeing Eve's cast.


"Did you need something?" Eve demanded.


"I'll leave you to work then." Roarke smiled. He kissed Eve's cheek and re-entered his office.


"You got my crime scene photos?"


"I did."


Peabody sighed. "Dallas, this looks like the O'Ryans. That girl a few days ago looked like Rigby."


'Damn I taught her well.' Eve thought. "What are you saying?"


"I...it's just what if Barrow wasn't done?" Peabody questioned.


"You think he had another partner beside Percell?" Eve questioned.


"It's possible right?"


"I suppose. Look, I'll talk to the Commander."


Peabody nodded. "Alright. Oh, we still on for tomorrow?"


"Yeah." Eve nodded.


"See you tomorrow then. Feel better Dallas." Peabody smiled then left.


No sooner had Peabody left, Roarke exited his office. "What will you do?"


Eve sighed. "Call Whitney." She turned and engaged her link. "Sir, Peabody's putting things together. You got the crime scene photos?"


"I did Dallas. It appears we can no longer keep Detective Peabody and Officer Trueheart in the dark about the matter." He said.


"I know. When do we tell them sir?" Eve asked.


Whitney fell silent a moment. "Will they be at your home tomorrow?"


"Yes sir."


"The. Tomorrow. Feeney and Dr. Mira will be there as well and we can fill them in."


"Alright. I'll tell Feeney...what about McNab? He'll have or rather he'll want in."


"Then he'll be brought in. Feeney and Roarke will continue to help you and McNab will be with Peabody and Trueheart."


"Yes sir."


Eve ended transmission and leaned back in her chair. Roarke saw the tension and moved behind her. "Maybe it's for the best that they know."


Eve ft the tension start to melt away. "Yeah, maybe. I won't tell them I'm pregnant. Not yet anyway. I'll tell Mira but the others will wait."


"I agree." Roarke nodded. He stopped massaging her shoulders and turned  her chair to face him. "How are you feeling?"


Eve looked up. "Fine. That tea Summerset's been giving me seems to work."


Eve reached up and cupped his face. Roarke knelt in front of her and pressed his lips to hers. She slid her arms around his neck as their lips parted. He caught the look in her eyes and raised a brow.


"So ace, care for a swim?"


"I think I could go for a swim a ghrá."


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Webster sat in the dark. Though his body was being controlled a part of his mind was trying to fight the chip's control on him.


'Damnit! I have to fight.' He thought. A shock shot through his body. He cried out at the pain. 'Shit! No I won't let him win!'


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Eve lay sleeping peacefully in Roarke's arms. He looked down and kissed her temple. When she curled into him, he smiled and held her a little tighter. After an invigorating swim, they had lunch in her office.


Most of the day was spent with work. Well, he worked. When he checked in on Eve at about two, he found Summerset laying a blanket over her while she napped in her sleep chair.


Summerset assured him that Eve taking naps during her pregnancy was not only norm, but also healthy. When Eve woke she was starving. The couple had dinner in the dining room. While Roarke, Lori and Terry relaxed with an old movie Eve had worked.


After the movie, Lori and Terry went to bed and Roarke went to find Eve. However she found him first and drug him to bed. He smiled as he recalled how she had shoved him in the bed and had her way with him.


'We have to stop Barrow and Webster. I won't risk Eve again or the baby.' He thought. "I love you Eve."


Eve sighed. He laid his head atop here and followed her into sleep.


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