She swallowed hard and tucked her hair behind her ear as she rose to follow Fancy to the coffee room. Diane hadn't been completely honest with the Lieutenant from the beginning and wondered now what the cost might be. But even if it meant departmental discipline she didn't care. She was tired. He had every right to never trust her again.

Diane followed along, not even noticing the concerned looks that Danny and Andy were exchanging as she passed them at their desks. She braced herself to accept whatever the boss had to say and stepped into the room as he closed the door quietly behind her.

"What the hell?" Diane managed to choke out as she backed into the corner.

There sitting at the table with Detective Jones was Harry Denby, carefully emptying his third packet of sugar into his coffee. He didn't say a word, but looked up briefly at her with a face as tired as her own before going back to studying his beverage.

"Lieutenant, he's..." she started to shout as she pointed Denby's direction but Fancy put up his hand to stop her.

"It's time to fill in a few blanks, Detective Russell," he said as he sat down next to Jones. She folded her arms tightly, physically holding herself back, and waited.

"First things first," Fancy began, "Jill and her kids are safe and well away from all of this. Thanks to you, this doesn't concern her anymore. But for a time the job wasn't sure where Jill stood. We didn't know how deeply she was involved and who she would give up in the process of helping her Ex."

Diane felt her whole body coiling up in rage just being in the same room with Denby, but stood steadfast trying to take in everything the Lieutenant was saying. Fancy saw her face hardening but decided to continue.

"I was asked to cooperate with Narcotics and Internal Affairs while they played out Don and his connections. I knew you could stand on your own with this, but Jill wasn't going to come to me with anything. You know she'd never ask me for help."

Diane acknowledged that with a slight adjustment in her posture. She knew full well that Jill's mistake had put a lot of people in a tight spot, including Fancy. He really didn't have any choice but to cooperate with IAB. It still stung though, and the Lieutenant knew it.

Denby cleared his throat and continued to stir his untouched coffee as Fancy resigned himself to the fact that Diane was not going to join them at the table. He saw how uncomfortable she was and he wanted to get this over with.

Diane took a step forward and directed her eyes at Jones. "What's your part in all of this? You Internal Affairs too?"