Stay Out.

Bryce scrambled through items on the floor with gloved hands as he held the flashlight in his mouth for a light. The night was almost over and he had been in here searching for some kind of clue until he found something worth his time of digging. A cell phone.

Bryce grabbed the flashlight from his mouth and eyed over the phone he held in his phone before opening it and seeing it required a password. He mentally face palmed hisself and groaned aloud. It didn't stop him from shoving the phone into his hoodie pocket and standing to his feet.

Checking his time he ducked under the yellow tape and made his way out of the room before walking down the cold street. The only person he knew that could hack into phones even with the hardest code would be his friend Lui. Of course he knew he wouldn't be able to get ahold of his friend at this time but he needed to leave him a message and let him know he would be over his house early in the morning.

Bryce: He Lui I need a favor. I'll be over at your place at seven sharp. I need you to unlock this phone I've got in my pocket.

Without second guessing he sent the message and made his way home.

•Later That Day..

Ryan growled under his breath as he exited the car he was in and looked around. This scene was too familiar for him and it honestly upset him just a little to be back. It was the scene Bryce called in.

Smitty had called him saying it was an emergency so he rushed out of bed and got dressed just to come see what his partner wanted. When he got up to the floor he seen his partner standing at the tape line talking on the phone with someone. "What is it?" Ryan asked as his partner ended the call and tucked his hands to the side. "Someone was here. Everything's scattered about.." Ryan glanced into the room and seen he was right, a big part of the flood had been cleared out so it was just the carpet. "Goddamn it."

Ryan ducked under the tape and looked around before looking around the room for anymore signs of a break in. "Here too." Smitty called from the bedroom. Ryan didn't bother leaving the kitchen as he glanced at every kitchen drawer that had been opened or emptied out onto the floor. "I think we found our killer." He muttered under his breath as he shoved his hands in his pockets.

"We should ask the man for the security footage." Smitty suggests as he exits the room with his partner. Ryan nodded slightly as he looked back into the room. Something told him he was going to find someone he didn't want too in that footage but he needed to make sure.

After getting the tape they put it in the VCR and watched as the night began to play out. At first a few people were going into their rooms then the one beside Brian's room struggled to unlock the door and keep the drunk woman beside him satisfied with her need. Finally after that disgusting scene they saw their suspect.

Bryce McQuaid.

Ryan snarled at the sight of the blonde looking back to see if he was followed. "You know him?" The owner asked as he paused the tape. "Damn right I do. Smitty, take me to his place now." His partner tried to calm him down but it only ended up in him getting snapped at like a dog. He knew his partner was angry and if he would've gotten any worse than this steam would literally pour from his ears and nose holes.

The ride was silent as Ryan stared out the window with a clenched fist and jaw. He was trying so hard to fight back everything he was feeling. "We're almost there man calm down." Smitty whispered over to his partner who jerked his gaze to him. The stare he got made him give a cough. It was too intense.

Boy had the blonde Doctor done it now. First he randomly shows up at his place and asks him to help then wants to go off on his own and now he breaks into a crime scene and steals something after wrecking the place and not bothering to at least try and make it look like no one was there. If Ryan gets caught helping this stubborn mule his job would go out the window within a mere second.

Once the men pulled up into the blondes driveway Ryan was the first one out the car door. As he was making his way to the house the door opened and Bryce came out, not seeing the storming detective, and shut his door. Once he turned around his eyes went wide as Ryan threw himself on the blonde. Both arms blocking any escape he may have.

"Oh Bryce," he smirked. "Right into my arms."

Bryce didn't say anything as he stared into the hazel eyes that belonged to the detective who hovered over him like a tower. His breathing was calm and though he was afraid he didn't show it which amused the other. "Brycey what would I do without you? You keep trying to stir up trouble for me don't you?" Silence. "Well Bryce I'm going to warn you right now. I saw you on the tape Bryce, sneaking into his room. I want you to know this makes you a suspect and I've got my eye on you. I won't take whatever you took away from you but I want you to do me a favor." Bryce swallowed a little. "If they see me letting you get away with shit I'll get fired..now I don't want that..so,"

Ryan leaned in and pressed his lips against the blondes ear. "Stay out of it." Bryce shivered a little and immediately shoved the taller off him. Face red.