Title: Knife
Fandom: Law and Order Criminal Intent
Characters: Alex Eames, Robert Goren
Prompt: #31-Knife
Word Count: 326
Rating: PG
Summary: "How's your hand doing?"
Author's Notes: My last one to type up for the time being, until I get around to writing more. After this I should /probably/ get back to work on my nanowrimo piece.

"How's your hand doing?" Alex Eames asked as she approached her partner whom was sitting at his desk. Goren glanced up at her, shrugging his broad shoulders.
"The bleeding has slowed." He answered, a bloody handkerchief currently wrapped around his right hand.
"Good, now I won't feel bad about this." She promptly smacked him upside the head. Goren grunted as her hand made contact with the side of his head. "What the hell were you thinking?"

This little scene had caught the attention to most of the other detectives in the squad room. Bobby offered them all a sheepish smile before looking back to his partner.

"What do you mean?" He inquired. Eames took his wounded hand and applied pressure through the handkerchief which caused him to make a sound similar to a yelp. He quickly pulled his hand away. "I was proving that the suspect we have didn't do it." He answered, keeping his hand out of his partner's reach.
"You could have given me some warning." She commented, crossing her arms over her chest. And what nice arms they were and even a better-whoa, no, wait a second. Bobby quickly got his mind back on track and away from his partner's body.

"I didn't know I was going to do it until I did it." He explained. "What's the big deal?"
"You hurt yourself; you brought a knife into an interrogation. You even caused a suspect to pass out! Should I continue?"
"You were worried." He observed, smiling slightly.
"I was not." Eames snapped quickly.
"Oh yes you were. You were worried about me."

Alex turned to leave but Bobby gently took hold her wrist, pulling her back towards him.
"I don't mind." He stated softly. Alex glanced at him and he offered her a gentle smile. "I like it when you worry about me, it means you care." He was still speaking softly. Alex smiled and Bobby smiled back.

All was well again.