6. I tell Nat about how Nick acts like he's got nothing to lose or that he seems to think that he can't be killed. Of course, she defends his actions. I know she's got a thing for Mr. Irresistible and can only see him through rose-colored glasses. But me, I realize now just how little I honestly know of the guy. I start to worry that if he's thinking he's completely invincible, that one of these nights he's going to rush into a situation that might get us both killed. I don't want a partner who's an occupational safety hazard. If he's a certifiable nut case, I think I deserve to know now. I decide that I'm going to start asking questions and find out just who Nick Knight really is.

I go back to the precinct and try giving my partner a call, but as usual, he doesn't pick up during the day. When Captain Cohen drops by my desk, I can't help but let her know how bugged I am at my partner, and about how he always has to be the first cop on the scene charging in like he's at Normandy.

7. I think back to when we first started working together, and there was this hostage situation that Nick instinctively knew was going down blocks away from where we were headed. Dodging a spray of flying bullets, he's able to see the perp and his victim inside the darkened apartment, and tells me to get the guy talking while he goes round back. Hey, we're like on the third floor, so I'm wondering what 'round back' he's talking about. Anyway, next thing I know, I hear glass breaking. I'm not sure what happens, but either the guy all of a sudden jumps out of the closed window or my partner has just yanked him through it. For some reason, I never think to question him on exactly what went down that night.

8. I tell the captain that I must have worked 52 arrests with the guy and he's always the first on the scene. I'm Detective Tortoise while he's Detective Hare. Cohen takes my comments about Nick as somehow being a reaction to the shooting incident. She asks me if I'm all right with it. I tell her I'm fine. The perp was a cold-blooded murderer so I'm not too unhappy about putting him down. Still, the captain seems concerned. She practically gets all mushy as she offers to be available if I need to talk about it later. When she mentions that a background check is being done on the perp, it gives me an idea. To find out more about my mysterious partner, I figure I need to do a background check on him. I start by creating a list of the things I know about him so far. The one thing I know is that besides Nat, the only other woman who seems to be a constant in his life is that little French number named Janette. She owns that weird night club called the Raven. It's where Nick likes to hang out but doesn't like me to set foot in. I'm thinking that maybe now's a good time for a little visit.

9. When I get there, the place is all closed up. I try knocking but when I don't get an answer I think about the keys Nick gave me to drive his car. Just so happens that he's got a key on the ring that fits the door to the Raven. I let myself in and call out to Janette but still nobody answers. Man, I thought the place was spooky at night. It's just as creepy during the day. I'm reminded of the first time I visited the place without Nick along. This cute but really weird chick started coming on to me like I was James Bond, the young Elvis and Nick Knight all rolled up into one. Janette came along and interrupted what could have been the end of the line for me. I don't know what that chick had planned for me but I believed that Janette definitely saved me from a fate worse than death.

10. I've spent a little time with Janette since then. I remember when I had broken up with Myra and was looking for answers in a bottle, Janette offered a few encouraging words that turned me around and helped me to see what I was throwing away. That's when she told me about her and Nick and how they used to be a hot item but she left him because he started to get too clingy. Women...if you don't pay them enough attention, they feel ignored and if you pay them too much attention they feel smothered. Anyway, since me and Janette's got a little history behind us, I figure she wouldn't mind answering a few questions about her ex-lover. Since she's not present at the moment, I begin to poke around a little and come across an unlocked chest. Inside the chest, I find pictures. There's a recent picture of the Nightcrawler, the radio guy that Nick listens to almost religiously, and there's a picture of Janette in a costume dress looking like Scarlet O'Hara. Then I come across this really old picture of Janette, the Nightcrawler and Nick together. Looks like it was taken around the turn of the century or something.

11. While I'm studying the picture, Janette pops up out of nowhere, nearly scaring the life out of me. She's more than just a little ticked off at me for breaking and entering, but I'm quick to explain that the reason I'm there has to do with Nick. Apparently, I say the magic word because she calms down and is willing to sit down and talk to me. She explains that what I thought was a photo of the three of them taken over a hundred years ago, is really a picture of their grandparents. I find that almost impossible to believe but what other explanation could there be? Anyway, I start talking to her about Nick. I ask her if she's ever witnessed him doing anything bizarre or suicidal; which I'm guessing she hasn't by the way she's just looking at me like a shrink listening to the mad ravings of a mental patient.

She doesn't show much interest until I tell her about last night, when I shot the perp and nearly shot Nick as well. I get a full, "Oh dear," out of her at that point. Then I ask her what she knows about the Nightcrawler, because I'm thinking he's somehow tied up in there with how Nick acts. But as I'm talking, I find myself lost in her eyes and I'm thinking that I should just let all this drop, that I should just go home and get some rest. Suddenly, I sort of snap alert like I'd just dozed off to sleep for a moment. I realize how late it is and I decide its time to leave.