She could only blink and even her mouth remained open a bit as these strangest news hit her.<br/>"Holy...... Oh, Luke.. they can even fire you if this turns out!"<br/>Marsha's hand was groping for his hand when she found it she squeezed it almost desperately.<br/>"You know what's the rule. No relatives or close friends can take part in cases connected to their beloved ones. You're not an exception either!"<br/>But then she just lowered her head and chuckled softly, still holding his hand in hers.<br/>"But I'm not the best person to talk about..<em>things like this</em>to you....... Its father is Jim.. I'm so sorry that I wasn't able to tell you about it while we were together... But I didn't know what to say.. Or how to say it.. He was our boss.. He was my mentor, my teacher, my friend.. But you already heard the story about poor little librarian girl who was saved by an FBI agent to be a professional phenomena."<br/><br/>She squeezed his hand and faced him again.<br/>"I'm so sorry for your loss... I know what it feels like.. You can tell me anything.. anytime.. Because I love you the same, like before your so called confession. You'll always be the same to me. My best friend. My brother. My family." - she smiled. "How does 'uncle Luke' sound?"<br/><br/>