Disclaimer: I own nothing! This is my first fic, no beta so I'll apologize now for any and all mistakes :)

The last few weeks had been rough; Joe and I were officially off again, for good this time. We haven't spoken since that night at Pino's. I think my mother had heard the whole fight over the phone as it was happening; gotta love the burg gossips.

Work had actually not been so bad this week since I've started training with the guys from Rangeman, so that's one good thing. Ranger has been in the wind since before Joe and I split, so I asked Bobby and Lester if they could help me get better at well, at just about everything. Between them, Tank, and Hector I'm leaning B & E, "Self defense", handgun safety, and Spanish. Alright so I might only be leaning foul language in Spanish, but it's a start. Hector is my sparring partner because the others were afraid to touch me. I laughed for ten minutes the first time Tank tried to teach me a move. He kept trying to show me how to break a hold without actually putting his hands on me. Hector and I have been working on our communication skills without the others knowing. He's been taking ESL classes and I've been helping him with pronunciation, and in return he's teaching me Spanish. I feel much closer to all the guys at Rangeman now that I spend most of my off time there. They're like the brothers I never had.

Lester and Bobby (or the Bopsy Twins as I call them in my head) gave me a present this afternoon as I was leaving the office with instructions to open it after I got home. So, now I'm dancing around my apartment cleaning to the CD they made for me, stopping to laugh every once in a while at their choice of songs. Seriously, I never thought either of them would listen to Hansen.

I was just putting my cleaning supplies away when that new Katy Perry song started. That had to be Lester's doing. I'd told him about how it had been the catalyst for the fight with Joe. I heard it on my way to Pino's that night and it was like everything just clicked. I sang along softly while I cleaned Rex's cage.

Comparisons are easily done
Once you've had a taste of perfection
Like an apple hanging from a tree
I picked the ripest one
I still got the seed

You said move on
Where do I go
I guess second best
Is all I will know

Cause when I'm with him
I am thinking of you
Thinking of you
What you would do if
You were the one
Who was spending the night
Oh I wish that I
Was looking into your eyes

You're like an Indian summer
In the middle of winter
Like a hard candy
With a surprise center
How do I get better
Once I've had the best
You said there's
Tons of fish in the water
So the waters I will test

He kissed my lips
I taste your mouth
He pulled me in
I was disgusted with myself

Cause when I'm with him
I am thinking of you
Thinking of you
What you would do if
You were the one
Who was spending the night
Oh I wish that I
Was looking into...

You're the best
And yes I do regret
How I could let myself
Let you go
Now the lesson's learned
I touched it I was burned
Oh I think you should know

Cause when I'm with him
I am thinking of you
Thinking of you
What you would do if
You were the one
Who was spending the night
Oh I wish that I
Was looking into your eyes
Looking into your eyes
Looking into your eyes
Oh won't you walk through
And bust in the door
And take me away
Oh no more mistakes
Cause in your eyes I'd like to stay...

I sighed as the song ended, frowning as someone knocked on my door. I turned the stereo off and checked the Judas hole. Ranger?! Throwing the deadbolt, I smiled as I opened the door.