The door to Grace's office is closed behind the duo and Boyd moves around the room closing the blinds. The moment the last blind is closed Grace sinks onto the couch in tears.
Boyd hates dealing with tears, but since Grace's tears are his fault he knows he has to deal with them. He sits next to Grace and puts his arm around her shoulders.
"You have to stop playing the hero! I hate it every time you walk out that door without me because I don't know if you're coming back!" Grace smacks Boyd's knee.
Boyd leans back against the couch and leans his head back against the top of the couch. Grace curls her feet under her and leans her head on Boyd's chest. "Why do you care Grace? No one else cares as much as you do. You don't usually mother hen me as much as the others."
"I don't usually have to at work. I do mother hen you in your personal life because you do need it there. I don't anticipate when you walk out this door that you're going to be putting yourself in that much danger. You're my best friend Boyd. Let's put it this way: I care about you because you're my friend not because it's part of my job." Grace says seriously.
"What are you trying to say Grace?" Boyd asks pointedly. He thinks he knows what Grace is getting at, but he wants her to say it.
"I'm honestly not sure what I'm trying to say. I've been looking out for you for so long that I don't know how not to do it anymore. I care about you, Boyd." Grace whispers.
"I know you do, Grace. I could feel it in your hug." Boyd hugs Grace fiercely. It feels so natural to be holding Grace in his arms. Grace looks up at Boyd and Boyd leans forward and kisses her softly. When Grace doesn't pull away or slap him he relaxes. "I care about you too, Grace. I'm really sorry I scared you so much. That certainly wasn't my intention."
"I'm just glad this case is over and everyone is safe and sound." Grace sighs heavily.