Danny stuffed his hands deep in his pockets, and Andy let out an audible whistle. Fancy, as usual, was absolutely unreadable.

"Really? Hmmm. Tell me, just for my own amusement, did he...uh, entertain you with a song?"

Diane shifted her jaw to one side and hesitated to answer. What did this have to do with the Dominicans being in her apartment? Denby, who had been staring at the floor, looked up to meet her gaze. She read the answer in his eyes and said, "One For My Baby..."

Harry raised one brow in a grin and looked back down at the floor.

"What was that, Detective? I didn't quite hear you?"

Fancy stepped in, "Come on, Sergeant, I heard her... everybody heard her. I think that about cinches it for tonight, don't you?" He casually positioned himself between Diane and the Martens, making it plain that further questioning would have to wait for tomorrow.

Clearly outnumbered, the IAB officer swiped aside an overturned potted plant with his foot and strutted to the door. "Lieutenant, your loyalties are gonna land you in a hell of a lotta hot water one of these days." He pointed at Harry, "Until tomorrow, then." Andy allowed Martens a clear path to the door.

Diane stood next to Baldwin, feeling strangely relieved, but certainly dumbfounded at what had just transpired. She watched as Sipowicz took Denby by the arm and pulled him closer to whisper something in his ear. It wasn't a friendly exchange, but at least they didn't come to blows again.

"I gotta get on home, Diane. You know..." She gave Andy an awkward wave as he followed the ambulance personel out with the body.

"I can stay behind and wait till crime scene is done, Boss," Danny offered. "I'll make sure things stay kosher around your place tonight, Diane. No worries."

Fancy motioned to Diane and Harry. They met up at his side. "Seeing as you've both had your bells rung tonight, I think Baldwin should be the one drive you to a hotel. He'll take the first watch and I'll send Medavoy by in a few hours."

Harry started to object but Fancy interrupted him, "I think it's best. We've got two other perps out there that we know of. Best play it on the safe side. I'd also like you both to check with the medics before you leave." Diane took a deep breath and went to her bedroom to gather a few things. "Denby, I'll need your piece for forensics."

Harry reluctantly gave Fancy his gun, "I'd like that back a soon as possible."

"Yeah. Came in handy. I can see that." The Lieutenant lowered his voice. "Got a back-up?"

"Always."