Disclaimer: still do not own, still wish to

The next day

Flack

I was kicked out of the hospital. Bith by doctors and my own team, the traitors. Apparently it is for my own health. If I know right, its adam who is injured, not me. Oh well. I'll take this time to look at the developments regarding his attacker. I always gnore him. Not this time. Stella is in charge of telling me what has gone on. She tells me that Adam's tech friends are working for us now.

We have, a knife. That is it. We have one partial fingerprint, a large breadknife, and all the blood in the world. Oh, I forgot, from the angle of the wound, the dude who did it is average height, average build. That narrows it down to only, the majority of the population of New York and the surrounding area. Hopeless, only a little. Mac says to just wait for Adam to wake up. He saw his attacker, and knew him. My guess is that Adam doesn't want to give the person up though. I can't tell that for sure. Well, he should be waking up within the next few hours, I had better get to the hospital.

Adam

This is really pretty, the colors all swirl together. Gradually the memories come back to me in my hazy dream. I remember Neal, the knife, the pain, the lack of pain. That makes no sense. Unless I'm dead, a possibilty. That would make sense. The colors are staring to all come together into this fuzzy white mass. That is way too bright! I roll over to get away from the light, when all of a sudden the pain comes back. Nope, not dead, definitely.

"Adam! Don't move. Don'tyou get that the doctors put you on your back for a reason!"

"sorry boss." I groaned, shifting back.

"It's fine Adam. You really scared us back there."

"Sorry boss. I didn't think that Neal wanted to kill me. I thought he just wanted a hug or something. I mean, I was one of the only cops on Jake's side."

" Neal, as in Neal Weston? Kaplan's brother in-law? Why'd he want to kill you?"

"Said something like: You were his friend, how could you let them arrest him, he's just a poor, abused kid with mental problems. That was when I started to back away. Then he just jumped at me, and he had the knife. You mean that you didn't catch him?"

"Completely gone. We don't know where, or how. I'm going to call Flack, he's been beating himself up pretty bad about this one. His guys didn't stop Neal, and no one even saw him at all. Apparently some of the other guys were under the impression that you were trying to kill yourself. Which is crazy, and they all got fired, personally by Flack."

"Didn't think that he even knew that I exsisted."

"Which is probably why he feels so guilty."

"I gotta go send someone to pick Weston up."

"k Mac, I'm going back to sleep."

Flack

I just got the call from Mac. Neal Weston, the uncle from the last case. I am on my way pick the guy up. "Neal Weston, NYPD, Open up!" I signalled for my guys to break down the door.

"Clear"

"Clear"

Damn. The room was empty. Hopeless. Well at least we know who did it. Better call Mac.

Adam

I woke up to Mac hitting the wall. It was something he did when he was drawing blanks. I knew he hadn`t gotten good news.

"A Penny for your thoughts Mac." He turned and looked at me. I could tell that he didn't think that I was awake. "Neal wasn't at his apartement, and you have nothing to say where he went."

"You're right Adam. I have to go back to lab too. Sorry. Someone will be here in an hour or two. In the meantime go back to bed."