All Brenda wanted to do when she gave Flynn that last look before he left with his team members was run to him and put her arms around him. Tell him that she was so glad he was alive, that he'd survived, that he wouldn't be leaving her. But she stood there, simply looking at him, giving him a small smile before turning and walking back in to see her husband. If she were truthful with herself, when she said she knew what she wanted, it was the man who'd just walked away, but she forced that thought away. Instead, she locked the door and gave her husband the five minutes she'd denied him earlier.

Afterwards, at home, she curled up in bed, and found she couldn't sleep. The worry and anger that had kept her going all week had dissipated, and she found herself drained. Fritz had fallen asleep as soon as his head touched the pillow, but all Brenda could do was think of Flynn. She wondered how he was, if he was doing okay at home alone. She'd never seen him so helpless. She slipped out of bed and grabbed her cellphone, disappearing to the bathroom, shutting the door. She didn't think Fritz would approve of her phoning Flynn, for some reason. As she dialled his number, she almost felt guilty. Andy picked up on the second ring. Obviously he wasn't asleep yet either.

"Andy, it's Brenda. I just wanted to check and see how you were doin'." She said to him.

"Alright, I suppose, Chief. I just took some painkillers, but they haven't kicked in yet." Andy sounded tired, worn out from doing things he wasn't suppose to be doing yet, but he couldn't just lay around feeling sorry for himself. Going out with his friends had cheered him up, the only thing missing had been the Chief.

"Do you need anything? I can bring it over if you do. You did so much to help us nail the guy who did this to you. It wouldn't be any bother." Brenda really wished he'd say to just come over.

"Nah, I'm fine tonight, Chief. Besides I won't be much company once the drugs kick in. I'm hoping to be out like a light." What he really wanted to say was to come over, but didn't feel it was right.

"Well, I'll bring you some breakfast in the morning. You need to take some more time off, make a full recovery. Besides, someone has to look out for you. If I leave it to Provenza, you may be dead from his kind of care." Brenda attempted to joke and was relieved when Flynn did chuckle.

"Well, he means well, but he's not a great caregiver. Got to love the balloon he brought me though. Do I look capable of having a baby? I think not." Andy laughed, then let out a sound of pain as the movement hurt him.

"Are you okay?" Brenda had heard the sharp intake of breath and felt bad for him.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm okay. Just not ready to laugh yet, it hurts too much." Andy said.

"Well, I'll see you tomorrow then. I'll bring some bagels. I'm not much of a cook, but I sure can toast things." Brenda said.

"See you tomorrow, Chief. And Chief?" Andy asked.

"What, Lt.?" Brenda was curious.

"Thanks for everything since this happened. Thanks for being there when I woke up. And thanks for getting this guy." Andy let out.

"You're welcome, Lt. Like I said, you're my friend. And when people mess with my friends, they mess with me. And as you can see, it's not pretty." Brenda replied.

"Let's just say I wouldn't want you coming after me. I'll see you tomorrow, Chief." Andy was tired, the drugs were kicking in and he just wanted to sleep.

"See you tomorrow, Andy." Brenda said and then hung up.

She stared at the phone in her hand a long time, contemplating whether to tell Fritz she was going to Andy's house in the morning. She decided against it, better not to cause any waves with him. Besides, she was just making sure that Flynn was okay and taken care of. He was her friend, nothing more. At least that's what she kept telling herself. She slipped out of the bathroom and walked to her bed. She put her phone on the night stand and slipped under the covers. Curling up underneath, she finally fell asleep, a small smile on her face.