If you turn someone in who has a warrant out for their arrest, do you get a reward?

I knwo you're probably getting tired of me blogging about my terrible days. You know what? Get over it. Today was a doosey.
This morning, when I was leaving for work, my car was dead. I had to drag Crystal out of bed to jump me. I made it to work with three minutes to spare. But, I couldn't really concentrate on work because I was so concerned that my car wouldn't start again.
So, when I went to start my car at lunchtime, it was dead. Awesome. So, I called Crystal and she said she would come give me a jump after work. I called Dad who told me that I would need to jump it and then drive it for a while so the alternator could charge the batter. Fine. My main problems: all I had to eat was some leftover cereal from breakfast and I had forgetten my book. So, I had an hour to kill with nowhere to go and nothing to do and nothing to eat. Bummer.
After work, we jumped my car, and let it charge on Crystal's battery a while. We drove it around for an hour and then on the way home we had another one of our fantastic adventures.
My plates are expired and have been for a while, so when I saw the lights in my rearview mirror, I was not surprised. But, I was afraid to turn the car off. So, I had to hold in the clutch the whole time. And it was a long time. First, he took my license and registration and all that jazz. He told me my plates were expired and that's why he pulled me over. He told me I needed to get my bumper fixed. (While he was at it, he should have told me the winning numbers of the lottery cause that's what I'm gonna need now.) Then, he asked Crystal for her ID, which we thought was odd, but she gave it to him anyway.
He was in the car forever. My foot is falling asleep from holding the clutch in. Finally, he comes back and asks Crystal if she would step out of the car so he can talk to her. I thought he was going to give her a sobreity test. But, he asks her if she has any knives on her possession. Then he starts asking about her address and such. He asks her is she ever lived on Toepher and she told him that her dad used to, so he asked for the address. She couldn't remember it, so he asked her to spell the street name. So, she did. He asked for her social security number and if she had any tattoos. He also asked why she was on this side of the state. Then, told her she could get back in the car.
We thought for sure she was headed to the slammer.
Then, he comes back and tells her that there is a sizeable warrant out for the arrest for someone with the exact same name, but there is no description. He strongly advised her to get this cleared up if it was her. He couldn't prove it was her so he was going to let her go. But, told her that this could be a situation like you see on tv with a swat team storming into our apartment.
Then he handed me my license back, told me I needed to get my registration cleared up. He explained that I should call the number on the back of the ticket within ten days and they will tell me everything I need to do to take care of it.
So, apparently, I'm living with a criminal who has a sizeable warrant out for her arrest, I'm still afraid my car won't start in the morning, and I really need to win the lottery.

Oh, and I just got off the phone with my dad who says I have to buy a new battery. My car just isn't charging and I just can't drive it. Great. So, I have to buy a new battery, transfer the title, renew the plates, and get the bumper fixed. And, oh yeah, pay the ticket.