Vicki locked up her office and headed to Henry's. This had become her ritual when there weren't any pressing cases, lock up, go to Henry's, have hot sex, stay for a bit while he worked on his graphic novel, have more hot sex and then go home. However, tonight, Mike stopped her on the sidewalk.

"Hey Vic," he called out. Vicki turned, pushed her glasses up and squinted.

"Mike? What the hell are you doing here this late?" Vicki realized it wasn't that late but it was after sunset. When she and Henry had active cases, Henry would meet her at the office but tonight, there was nothing new save for her former partner and lover standing in front of her.

"Yeah, got a minute?" he asked.

Vicki shrugged, "Sure, haven't grabbed a cab yet, come on up."

"Actually, I thought I might take you for a quick bite then drop you at his place," Mike's emphasis on 'his' was not lost on Vicki.

"No thanks, Henry usually has something for me to eat," the minute the words left Vicki's mouth, she knew it was a mistake.

"I'll bet," Mike muttered, "let me give you a ride over then. I'll explain on the way."

"Whoa, sounds serious," Vicki tried to laugh off the gut feeling something was wrong and she wasn't going to like what she heard.

Once in the car, Mike started off with, "Now before you say anything, let me finish my story."

"Alright," Vicki eyed him. What the hell was wrong with Mike?

Mike took a deep ragged breath and began, "I'm going to New York for a couple of weeks. I've been offered a position on the force there as Captain. A buddy of mine has been there for about ten years, a spot came open and he called. Since I've got nothing here to hold me back, I figured what the hell? As long as Crowley's in charge, my chances of promotion are slim to none."

Vicki's mouth dropped open, "So just like that you're going?"

"For a couple of weeks, as a trial. It's a fresh start for me Vic, a big promotion and I can leave all this supernatural shit behind me," Mike offered.

Vicki kept her emotions in check as best as she could. While she was no longer in love with Mike, she would always love him and the thought of him being in another state, hell another country, made her chest tight and a lump formed in throat.

"Well, that's great then. You're right, a fresh start is what you need," Vicki finally got out after swallowing hard and composing herself.

"Really? Gee..thanks," Mike smiled. Part of him was upset that she wasn't more upset but then again, that was so Vicki. Another part of him was going to miss her but he knew he couldn't compete with Henry any longer. Mike wanted more out of life. He felt he's stagnated far too long waiting for her. He knew it was over long ago but never wanted to fully give up. When his friend called, he knew this was the perfect opportunity to heal his heart and maybe even have a brand new, successful and supernatural free career. They chatted about nothing in particular until they arrived at Henry's condo.

"Here you are," Mike said as he put his car in park. Undoing his seatbelt, he leaned into Vicki and lightly pecked her on the cheek. Vicki took his face in her hands and kissed him fully on the lips. Although not as intense, the spark between them was still there. Mike shuddered somewhat while Vicki felt herself grow warm with a mixture of excitement, sadness and a small amount of desire for Mike. She knew that would never go away, he was a fantastic lover and that memory would be with her forever.

"I'll miss you. You are my best friend," Vicki said after she broke the kiss. Mike, with a downward glance, nodded in agreement.

Reaching in his pocket, he handed her a piece of paper, "Here is where I'll be during my stay. And again, this isn't permanent yet, just a trial run. Will you call me?"

Vicki smiled and nodded, "Hell yes I will, are ya kiddin'? You're not getting' off that easy."

"And Vic," he hesitated then continued, "you know I want you to be happy and if being with..Henry..makes you happy, that's what I want for you. Kate probably won't help you like I did but Dave will, best he can anyway."

"I want the same for you Mike, to be happy," Vicki told him honestly. They hugged, kissed once more and Vicki exited the vehicle. Before she went in, she motioned for him to roll his window down.

"When do you leave?"

"In the morning," he told her.

"Alright, be careful and you all me too," she ordered. With the promise he would and a wave, he pulled away into the night. The red glare of his taillights dimmed quickly for the ill-sighted Vicki. Tears of sadness pooled at the corners of her eyes but she refuse to let them run choosing instead to buck up, pull herself together and go lose herself in Henry's arms. Why should she care? Mike had moved on and so had she, hadn't she? Yes she had but she felt responsible for Mike's feelings and the fact she'd broken his heart. Shaking the feeling off, she entered the building.

"Good evening Ms. Vicki," Greg nodded.

"Hi," was her short response. Greg liked Vicki and the fact the bevy of women to see Mr. Fitzroy had stopped after Vicki Nelson had come onto the scene more permanently pleased Greg. He could see their happiness in each other on the rare occasions they went out. His male mind could only dream to do the things he imagined they did together. His cheeks flushed and he turned away, admonishing himself for thinking such dirty things about the elegant couple.

Vicki punched the button in the elevator, stared at her haggard reflection and leaned against the wall. She was at Henry's floor in no time and before she could raise her hand to knock, his door flung open. Pulling her in, he began to sniff her hair and neck.

"Mike," was his calm yet short reaction.

"Yeah," Vicki brushed past him and into his apartment. She could smell something heavenly but her body needed satisfying before her stomach. Without a second thought, Vicki began to strip her clothes off rather quickly. Henry was in nothing but his robe.

"Are you okay?" he asked. He could sense her sadness and angst.

"I'll be better when you've fucked my brains out," she replied as she pulled him to her. His robe fell open exposing his cool alabaster skin to her warm tan body.

"Must you say that," he whispered as her kisses became moist and intense on his chest. Her tongue found his nipple pebbled, her mouth encased it and she sucked and twirled him with talent Henry never knew she possessed. Her hands raked down his stomach to his hard member. Her fingers traced his sensitive tip eliciting grunts and moans from Henry's open mouth. Growling, he picked her up and walked toward his bedroom. Their lovemaking took on an almost violent tone but it was erotic and sensual too.

Henry tossed her on the bed and Vicki lay back licking her lips as she watched him divest himself of his robe. Standing in front of her, Henry moved toward her and urged her to take him in her mouth. Without being asked, she knew exactly what he wanted and she happily obliged. Her warm hand cupped his sack, twirling it softly and tenderly while her moist lips kissed his shaft before enveloping his engorged tip. Henry instinctively pushed into her mouth wanting to feel all of her wrapped around him.

The night was young…