A/N This short piece was inspired by a writer challenge. Thanks to Briroch for checking this story over for me.

Disclaimer

I do not profit from the characters from "The Streets of San Francisco" I am not the creator of the series, that is Quinn Martin.

It All Started With Baby Steps

STEVE:

"Jeannie and I have had feelings for each other for a very long time, pretty much since we met, believe it or not. Though our feelings could not be acted upon right then due to her not even being eighteen it did not stop us from developing a firm friendship.

After she had been in college and was a bit older we talked of the possible future. I knew it was going to be at least 3 more years before she finished her schooling, yet that did not stop me from thinking there might be hope for us when that time came. In the interim we spent the time together that we could when she was home, when she was not doing father and daughter activities with Mike.

Finally the day came that she was done with college and was coming home. I did not know if she would feel the same as she had, as we tried to not let the possibility consume us when we would see each other on her home visits. Mike informed me that Jeannie was coming by the department before even going home to leave her luggage. I was to make sure I was there at the squad room and to not be out of pocket as she needed to speak with me.

Waiting was leaving me riddled with a small anxiety of what she would say when she did come I told her years ago that if she still thought that way after getting her degree to call me and now she was coming here rather than call on the she finally came in the door I watched her expectantly hoping to read some sign on her face. She asked to speak to me in private and so we went into one of the interrogation rooms and sat at the table. The moment had finally come..."

Jeannie:

"When I entered the squad room I could see how anxious Steve was. His eyes can't hide anything, at least not from me and Mike. I had driven in from Arizona feeling just as anxious as he looked right now.

While driving I worked on things to say in my head when we finally saw each other again. I hoped that they would not sound lame or like some tongue tied teenager. We sat for a few moments quietly, both of us nervous with each other for probably the first time ever.

When I finally was able to open my mouth, I think I had him scared honestly. As my speech started out nothing like I had prepared, I told him how much he means to me and how all the time we have been able to spend together has been some of the most special moments in my life. I appreciated him giving me the time I was in school to be able to concentrate on my studies rather than trying to mix it with a relationship.

I saw him swallow nervously and gave his hand a reassuring squeeze. The look on his face when I told him I did still feel the same way as I had years ago, was one of huge relief and joy. I could not contain my smile as well. The hug we shared felt blissful, I felt so lucky to have this man who had waited so long for me."

Mike:

"When Steve and Jeannie came into my office to talk to me, I could see in their faces what it was about. Steve was slightly nervous as they stood holding hands. Little did he know Jeannie had already given me a heads up that this talk might be coming the year before.

Jeannie told me her feelings were the same as always for Steve and they wanted my approval. Since I had had time to do soul searching about the two of them I had known what my answer would be when they finally came to me.

I know those two kids will make a great couple.I am thankful they are starting out with baby steps."