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Thank You

Jamie took a seat at the table next to Dean when Alex got up to talk to Carter.

"Come on playa let me buy you a drink," Petey said to Ty removing his arm from around Ty's shoulders. "And you my fine, fine lookin' honey, can I get you a little somethin' too?" Petey added looking at Jamie.

"No, thanks. I'm not staying long," Jamie said giving the kid a sweet smile.

"Oh, you're breakin my heart, mami," Petey said placing both of his hands over his heart as if he were in pain.

Jamie looked at Ty who rolled his eyes then patted Petey on the back.

"Come on man, lets go get that drink."

Petey followed Ty to the bar leaving Jamie and Dean sitting at the table alone.

Jamie looked over at Dean, then his leg, then back up at him.

"How's the leg?"

"It'll heal. What'd Carter give you?" Dean asked taking a sip of his beer.

"I.A. cleared me on Ant's shooting. And Carter recommended me for a commendation for my work on the case," Jamie said smiling.

"That's good. You deserve it."

Jamie nodded her head and sighed.

"Look, I gotta go. But I wanted to stop by to see you."

Dean got a slightly bewildered look on his face.

"Why? What's up?"

"Nothing, I just…I wanted to thank you."

"For what?"

"For treating me like a cop throughout this case and not just a girl who got her ass handed to her. I know Carter and Ty were having their doubts. It was practically written all over their faces, but not you. You backed me up and I appreciate that."

"It's what partners do. I knew you could handle it. And if I had thought for one second you couldn't I would've said something," Dean told her, looking her straight in the eye.

"It wasn't just that. You didn't push me to talk about it or to back off. You trusted me…more than that, you believed in me…and…just thanks for being a good partner…a good friend."

Jamie leaned over and kissed him softly on the cheek. When she pulled away Dean was looking at her in a way she couldn't or didn't want to decipher.

"Anytime." He told her sincerely.

Alex and Carter returned to the table, drinks in hand as Jamie stood up.

"You leaving?" Carter asked.


"So soon? You just got here," Alex questioned.

"I got a thing to take care of. I'll see you guys tomorrow," Jamie said and gave Dean one last look and smile before turning and leaving.

Dean's eyes followed her covertly until she left the establishment.

Ty and Petey rejoined the group a few seconds later.

"She left already?" Ty asked.

"Said she had something to take care of," Alex informed him.

"Huh? Dean, you and Jamie have inside signal things…any idea what that means?" Ty asked turning his attention to the wounded cop.

"Not a clue. Maybe she has a hot date?" Dean suggested then chugged the rest of his beer and stood up with all his weight on one leg to put his coat on.

"Oh, not you too," Ty complained.

"Sorry. Doc gave me these pain pills and mixed with the beer they're knocking me out. See you guys tomorrow," Dean said then grabbed his crutches and headed toward the door.

Just before he could reach it Carter put his hand on his shoulder to stop him.


Dean turned his head to look at him.

"What's up?"

"Make sure she's really okay, will you?" Carter said.

Dean looked at him with confusion flooding his face.


Carter gave him a knowing smile and started to walk back to the table.

"Oh, and don't be late tomorrow," Carter said over his shoulder.

Realization came to Dean and he looked down with a half smile while whispering, "Damn" to himself and walking out the door.