It Had to be You

A/N: Last chapter. Hope you enjoyed the journey that slightly detoured into AU territory.


Chapter 30

"Well, how long you gonna keep the guy dangling?" asked Terry.

Sue stared at the words on her Blackberry. "I don't mean to."

It was three months since the serial killer had been apprehended. Life had resumed its pattern and the memory of her brush with death was slowly fading thanks to Bobby and all the support she'd received. Her periodic phone calls to Terry had helped, too.

"Do you love him?"

"I do."

"Does he make you happy?"


"Treats you well?"


"Then what's the problem?"

"It's me. What if…"

"He's not Jeff," Terry said bluntly.

"I know he's not but…"

"But nothing. You just said you love him…right?


"He makes you happy…right?"


"Then what more do you want? A guarantee that you'll live happily every after?"

"That would be nice."

"Life is not a fairy tale if you've noticed."

"I have."

"Then I say stop thinking with your head and go with your heart."

"I thought you never gave advice."

"I don't but in your case I thought I'd make an exception this once. Otherwise I'm gonna keep getting these soppy phone calls."

A small smile lifted the corner of her lips. "Consider it good practice for when your girls come running to you for advice."

"I'm gonna send them to their mother."

"I don't believe you."

"Wanna bet?"




"Any time."

Sue was very thoughtful as she flicked the end call key. Was she in love with Bobby Manning? Definitely. Did he make her happy? Positively.

The day after Joe Denning had confessed, Bobby had whisked her off to a bed and breakfast in the country for a romantic weekend. He was going to create new memories to replace the recent bad ones, he said. And he had done a very good job, she thought with a smile. She had never been happier

Terry was right—it was time to start thinking with her heart. She loved Bobby and he loved her. It was time to give him her answer.

"Janice?" she called out as she stood on the threshold of the family room.

She looked away from the television set. "What's up?"

"Would you mind if I spend the weekend at Bobby's?"

"And why would this weekend be different from every other weekend?" she snorted.

"Because I want it to be a very special weekend…maybe even with Monday off?"

Janice's eyes narrowed. "Monday off, huh?" she said thoughtfully. "Okay, Sue, what really is up?"

"I think it's about time I give Bobby my answer."

"You mean…?"

Sue smiled happily. "Yup."

"Well, it's about time," Janice nodded. A bright smile appeared as she stood up. "C'm here!" She engulfed Sue in a big hug. "I'm so happy for you!" she beamed. "What changed your mind?"

"Terry. He gave me some advice."

"Terry gave you advice?" she asked in astonishment.

"Amazing, isn't it?"

"What did he say?"

"Listen to my heart."


Sue peered into the oven window. The roast was browning nicely. She would turn off the oven and let it simmer while she waited for Bobby to come home. He had to work on Saturday and had called at lunch to say the case was taking longer than expected but he'd see her at the apartment. Much as she wanted to be with him, it was fine with her. It gave her more time to prepare for tonight. She wanted everything to be just right when she gave him her answer. She had frosted a chocolate cake with the word 'Yes'.

She took out the dishes she had bought just for the occasion and set the coffee table. She stood back to admire the effect of the new settings with the bowl full of flowers and candle. Perfect! she thought happily. Now to take a bubble bath and wear the pink top he liked.

Her Blackberry vibrated at her side.


"Hi! I know I told you I'd be home soon but we ran into a glitch."

"A glitch?"

"Uh-huh. So it'll be a while before I can leave."

"Oh," she said disappointedly. "But you are coming home tonight, aren't you?"


"I'll be waiting. I love you."

"Same here."

It wasn't the first time plans had to be postponed because of his job and it wouldn't be the last. But she accepted it. That's just the way it was if you were involved with an FBI agent.

Well, if Bobby was going to be late, that meant she could take a long bubble bath now.


"I envy you," said Jack when Bobby hung up the phone.

"Why, mate?" Bobby asked even though he could guess.

"You have someone waiting for you at home…someone pretty special."

Bobby had brought Sue to several of their after hours get-togethers and had impressed everyone. All agreed Bobby was a lucky guy to have found her.

"She is, isn't she?" smiled Bobby in appreciation.

"So…are you thinking of making it permanent?"

"I'm waiting."

"For what?"

"For Sue to say yes."

"You mean you proposed to her already?"

"Three months ago."

"Three mon…" Jack was shocked. "But you just met!"

"Your point being?"

Jack stared at his friend. "You were sure even then?"

"Even then."

"And she turned you down?"

"She wasn't ready."

"You gonna wait for her?"

"As long as it takes."


The glitch mentioned resulted in searching for a suspect and bringing him in for interrogation. He and Jack hadn't completed the paperwork until well after midnight.

"Wanna grab something to eat?" Jack suggested as he shrugged on his jacket.

"Can't," Bobby replied. "Sue made dinner tonight…or rather last night."

"It's late. She's probably asleep by now."

"Doesn't matter…I'm going home."

"See you on Monday."

At least he'd have the rest of Sunday with Sue, thought Bobby as he drove. If Monday was slow, perhaps he'd leave a little early and take her out to dinner to make up for the meal he missed tonight.

He noticed the light streaming under the door. Could she still be awake? he wondered as he unlocked the door.

Dropping the keys in the dish on his desk, he smiled at the picture of Sue fast asleep on the couch. The smile changed into a frown when he noted the elaborate set up of the table.

"Candles, flowers, new dishes," muttered Bobby. "Are we celebrating something I don't know about?"

His mind worked furiously as he tried to figure out what could be a possible reason for all the preparations. His eyes opened wide when a possible explanation popped into his head. Was she…could she be…?

Perched on the edge of the sofa, he gently shook Sue. "Sue? Sue?"

Her eyes fluttered open. "Bobby?" she said sleepily. "I must've fallen asleep. What time is it?" she asked as she struggled to sit up.

"Almost one."

"Have you eaten? Dinner's in the oven."

As she started to get up, his hands on her shoulders prevented her from moving.


Sue," he began seriously, "are you…are you…pregnant?"

"What?" She wasn't sure if she'd read his lips correctly. "Did you say pregnant?"


"What makes you think I'm pregnant?" she asked in astonishment.

He gestured towards the coffee table. "The flowers… candles…new dishes. What else could it be? I don't think I've forgotten any important dates."

"Bobby," she said with a glint of humor, "we haven't been together long enough to have many important dates. Wait here," she instructed him as she stood up.

He reached for her hand. "Aren't you going to answer me?"

"I will if you just give me a minute."

Reluctantly, he let go. Almost immediately, she returned carrying a cake.

"It's not my birthday," he commented.

"I know," she replied. "Look at the cake." She placed it on the table in front of him.


"That's my answer…my final answer," she smiled.

"Yes, you're pregnant?" Bobby was confused.

Sue looked at him in exasperation. "I see you have a one track mind, Mr. Manning. No, I'm not pregnant."

"So this yes means…"

"This yes means I'm saying yes to the question you asked three months ago and every week since then."

"You mean…you mean…" he stuttered as he realized what she was saying yes to.

"That's right," she said happily. "Yes, I'll marry you or move in with you, Bobby Manning, whichever one you want. But if you're thinking about babies, I'd prefer being married first."

"I would much prefer marrying you," he declared as her wrapped his arms around her waist.

"Me, too."

After a very satisfying kiss, he looked at her. "What finally changed your mind…not that I'm complaining," he added hastily. "Just curious."

"I talked to Terry today."

"Uh-huh…" She did that every week.

"He gave me some advice."

"I thought he never gave advice."

"He said just this once."

"And what did he say? I may need to use that same advice some day."

"He said to listen to my heart."

His arms tightened around her. "And what did yours say?" he asked softly as his eyes lovingly swept her glowing face.

"From the first kiss…'


"I knew…"

He waited.

"It had to be you."



A/N: Hope you enjoyed the ride! Thanks to everyone who read the story. Hugs and kisses to those who have sent comments. They are very much appreciated! It's nice to know people are reading these stories. I hope to finish up another story in a month or so. Until then…ciao!