The Lunch

Kris entered the elegant restaurant looking for Sabrina. She spotted her at a corner table. Sabrina waved her over.

Kris came and sat down. "Thanks for inviting me out to lunch."

Sabrina smiled at her. "My pleasure. But how are you. I'm kind of worried about you."

It hadn't been more than a few days since Kris had shot someone for the first time. Granted it had been Chaffey, a vicious employee of Hugh Tomlinson, a baby broker. And he was going to be alright, but still….

"I'm okay Brie. You don't have to worry."

But Sabrina was worried. This was Jill's little sister, and she got the feeling that Kris felt insecure about her position in the agency and with them. If Kris felt that she had to prove she was as good as any of the Angels, then admitting that she was still rattled wasn't going to help her insecurity. Sabrina wanted to help, but she knew that she had to be careful about it. "Kris, there's no shame in being rattled by your first shooting. We've all been there. I told you at the time—"

Kris cut her off. "I know. I'm dealing. Honest. Can we just order please?"

Brie dropped the subject for the time as they decided what they wanted and gave the waitress their orders. Then Brie tried again. "Look Kris, being upset over this doesn't mean you're not capable of doing the job."

"I know. I don't think that."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes. Why are you harping on this?" Kris was starting to get irritated.

"I'm harping on it because I care about you. I just want to make sure you're alright."

"Well, I am. There's no need for you to be concerned. If that's all that this is about, then…."

"No, it isn't. I invited you to lunch so we could have a nice time and get to know each other better. I hadn't seen you for a while."

"So much so that you didn't recognize me when I came into the office for the first time." Kris chuckled at the memory.

So did Sabrina. "Yes, but neither did Kelly. And we might both be forgiven because of the state of mind we were in at the time."

"I know. Jill had just left and you were both upset, right?"

"True, but you fit in so well. Kris, you're a valued member of the team. I hope you know that."

Kris lowered her eyes. "Uh, yea…." Thankfully, the food came just then. For a while they just concentrated on their meal.

Then Brie brought it up again. "I promise that this is the last time I'll bring it up, but I can't just drop it. I have to know that you'll be alright."

Kris sighed. Brie wasn't going to drop this. "Okay, I am rattled. There, are you happy now?"

Sabrina frowned. "No. I'm sorry that you're rattled. I'm glad you're finally honest about it, though. Like I said, there's nothing wrong with that. And you'll be okay, I know it. you've got the stuff."

Kris laughed. "The stuff? What stuff?"

"I mean that you've got what it takes to be a top notch detective. I've thought that from the start, and this incident doesn't change that.

Kris studied Brie. She was being honest. Kris knew she meant what she said. Suddenly, Kris felt a lot better. "Hearing you say that really means a lot to me. I know that you meant it because of your honesty."

"I do mean it, and I'm glad you feel better."

"I do. So much so that I feel like dessert. How about you?"

Sabrina smiled. "I could go for something. Let's signal the waitress."

The End