"You're in enough trouble already, don't make it worse on yourself."  Xavier told his prisoner as he put 'Rory' into the back of his SUV and took them down to the small station, it reminded Xavier a bit of the Mayberry jail from the old shows, two cells but at least he didn't hang the door key between them.  The fact that Abigail knew this person both angered and frustrated him.  It was at least enough though to keep Xavier from writing anything up that would have to be voided and explained later.  Of course that also meant he didn't run her fake ID and a number of other things he should do to make this look like a legitimate arrest which as far as he was concerned, it was.  But his inaction would only make it more difficult to follow through, though he wasn't about to explain that to the cocky little queer bitch in his jail cell.  He was already beginning to hate them, not so much for what they were, but for how they made his wife react.  He hadn't seen or heard that kind of passion out of Abi in years.  He was beginning to think their shared scent was not just a coincident, as Rory didn't really look like the perfume type.  If Rory had been a guy as he originally thought, he would have been tempted into some police brutality thinking his wife was cheating on him with the little punk.  The fact that Rory appeared at least to him to be a female, ruled out the affair idea in Xavier's rather limited world view.<br/><br/>Xavier sat at his desk as Abigail came into the station.  He normally would have rose to great her at least as a courtesy for appearance sake if nothing else.  But today he was too angry and he was afraid of what he might do if he let himself get carried away.  He had never struck Abigail or even manhandled her, he wasn't raised that way, he wasn't the type who thought about how his neglect and decisions might be considered abuse to an intelligent professional woman like Abigail.  He listened to her excuses then spat back.  "And a fake ID, do you even know who this person is?  You might start with giving me some straight information if you want me to trust either of you."<br/><br/>"He, or she, has to go before a judge before you can post bail.  Hell, right now I don't even know whether to put your little friend down as John or Jane Doe".  He said in frustration and it was about that time that 'Rory's accusations started getting shouted out.  "That was when I thought you were a guy."  Xavier said and almost immediately regretted.  "I didn't fondle anything, I did a perfectly legitimate search."  He said more to Abigail than to the prisoner, nodding at the contriband which prompted her own sudden admission.  "Yea right, you wouldn't know pot from oregano."  He dismissed her claim then finally stood up, towering over his smaller but still beautiful wife.  "You are the one creating a problem and be careful what you wish for."  He hissed back at her, they so rarely fought and Xavier couldn't help but think it had a lot to do with the little baby faced troublemaker in the cell.