A/N: AND NOW... a chapter with Andy & Virginia! Thank you for each and every review- I love writing this series, and am thrilled by each of your responses... For more, M-rated fun with Vindy, please check out the add-on to this chapter in Pink & Blue: Deleted Scenes!

There are rules.

We have laws.

Rules are rules, and laws are laws.

- Dr. Virginia Dixon

Over the course of their very young relationship, Andy Flynn had become a quick study of the highly intelligent and beautiful woman, who had so effortlessly stolen his heart.

He needed to be, because there was, in his mind, no room for error.

And so, Andy followed all of the rules...

And tried not to break any laws...

The lieutenant had done everything by the book, and yet he felt as though something was missing. As he looked around his modest home, his eyes fell on the boxes of the good doc's things- just waiting for her to set them to her rights, and in that moment Andy knew what was missing.

Virginia, herself.

She was still in Seattle. And, at the advice of her cousin, Sharon Raydor, Virginia needed to have the final goodbye of her life there, to herself.

One last walk of the hospital halls...

A final sleep in her old bed...

And a fond sayonara to the rain.

Andy got all of that- truly he did. His lady was used to calling the shots, all on her own. Setting her own pace. Being the Only Child.

Andy grinned to himself, as he thought of the tiny miracle, growing inside of Virginia.

He couldn't wait for their new life together, to begin!

And, with that thought in mind, he fished his phone out of his back pocket, and hit a newly programmed speed dial number.

Martin Castillo picked up on the first ring.

"Flynn."

By now, Andy knew the man well enough to know that his growled acknowledgement belied his inner warmth and true friendship.

"Man, I gotta call in a favor," Andy stated unabashedly.

Castillo may have actually smiled. "For Virginia?"

"Yeah- and it's gotta be really special."

"It will."

"What will you miss most about Seattle?"

Dr. Dixon's assistant rolled her eyes, as they rode toward the SeaTac Airport.

Tory Foster wanted to say, everything, but chose not to, as she was willingly relocating to Los Angeles with Virginia. Instead, she merely replied, "The Mariners."

Her boss snorted. "I would suppose so- you've dated most of the team."

Including the married players, Virginia wanted to add, but did not.

"I don't like commitments, and ball players are only in town for half a season. Plus, we got great tickets to the games."

Virginia hummed at that. It was a logical answer, but even to her, it still sounded rather cold.

"Commitments are good, when you find the right partner," the doctor said as she touched her tummy. It was now a tiny bit rounder than flat, and she knew the sight of it would make her Leftenant happy.

And seeing Andy would make her happy.

As they got closer to the airport, Virginia felt the usual uneasy butterflies that came for her, with air travel.

Unless it was morning sickness...

Which actually popped up at anytime.

On one recent occasion, a great wave of nausea came over Virginia while in the operating room. The doctor was literally holding a man's life- his heart, in her hands, and she felt as though she was going to vomit right then and there!

Fortunately, she held her composure, completed the surgery, and then made a mad dash for the nearest bathroom.

As it was, Virginia did not enjoy flying. Being in a confined space, surrounded by strangers, was not a likable experience for her.

But it was a necessary evil...

For work...

And now, joy.

Virginia watched as the scenery dictated signs that they were nearly at their destination.

But then, suddenly no!

They missed the lane to the Domestic Departures, and that caused alarm bells to go off inside Virginia.

"No..no... no..." she repeated to herself. Then to Tory, she asked, "What is our driver's name again? Scott?" When her assistant nodded, Virginia did so as well, and then addressed the Uber guy by name, "Scott- you need to go back, as you missed our turn. We are going the wrong way."

The driver glanced in the rear view mirror and met the doctor's gaze. "Just following orders, Ma'am. Don"t worry, it's all good."

Virginia then turned to Tory, and repeated, "All good?"

Ms. Foster actually smiled. "Yep, all good."

Within minutes, they arrived at a small, private airfield, and drove right up to a spiffy Lear Jet, emblazoned with the name Apollo Air, inside a red logo of a fighter jet.

A handsome young man with red brown hair, clear blue eyes, and a lovely smile met them, as they exited the SUV. He was dressed in a pilot's uniform, and looked very dashing.

"Doctor Dixon. Miss Foster. Allow me to introduce myself- I am Captain Leland Adams, and it will be my greatest honor today, to bring you to your new home."

The pilot had a crisp British accent, along with a charming and gentlemanly nature, and the realization of who he was, in the grand scheme of things, came to Virgina, immediately.

Martin Castillo's son-in-law, and father of Sharon's beloved, Kacey.

Before Virginia could say anything, Captain Adams continued, "Please, feel free to board the plane, while I load your bags into the hold, and then we'll be on our way."

Virginia nodded, and then looked to her assistant. "All good, indeed."

Tory actually smiled, as they boarded the plane.

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It was a relief, just seeing her.

Nagging worries, as to Virginia's reaction toward his surprise, were put to rest, once he laid eyes on her, and she did the same with him.

There was pure joy there, as Virginia flew into Andy's loving arms...

"You feel so good."

Andy's eyes crinkled, as he pressed a kiss into his lady's hair.

"Right back at ya, Doc."

They kissed deeply, oblivious to the audiences of Tory and Lee. Both shrugged sheepishly, and tried not to disturb the lovebirds.

As if that was even possible...

"I always like your surprises, Leftenant," Virginia said upon their parting.

Andy grinned even wider. "Good, cuz I like making them happen."

A beat later, Lee announced that they would be taking off soon, so everyone should take their seats and buckle in.

Andy and Virginia took up positions together, on a sofa against a bulkhead, while Tory nabbed a very comfortable reclining solo seat.

Once they were well in the air, and free to move about, Andy ceremoniously opened a bottle of sparkling cider, and presented glasses of it to Virginia and Tory.

"To the two newest residents of the City of Los Angeles!"

"Three newest citizens, Leftenant," Virginia corrected her man, with an added pat to her tummy.

Andy beamed, and then dropped to his knees and kissed Virginia there.

"Sorry, Little Guy- I didnt mean to forget you like that."

Tory rolled her eyes, downed her cider in one long swig, and then re-took her seat and tuned out with an eye shade and noise canceling headphones.

The lovers both grinned, and then cozied up together on the sofa.

"That is Tory," Virginia said of her tuned-out assistant. "I usually travel that way as well, but for different reasons."

A part of Andy's heart broke, as he hated the thought of Virginia ever being uncomfortable. He knew it came with the territory of Aspurgers, and Virginia handled herself well, but still it got to him.

"So, how are you with all of this? Really? Moving, and changing your whole life?"

Virginia considered Andy's words, and hummed.

"I felt a bit sad to leave the hospitals, and my apartment. But then I thought of you, and it was exciting. We are going to have a very good life."

Andy's heart soared at that.

"And are you still feeling pukey?"

Virginia giggled.

"Yes. And emotional. I've never felt so much, in my life."

"I've been told that it comes with the territory of being pregnant."

"Indeed," Virginia confirmed. "My body is changing as well- and I can't wait to show it to you."

She was home.

Andy watched as Virginia reaquainted herself with his house. She'd only been there once before, and to be honest, the layout and decor of his humble Ranch, was very low on either one of their minds, at the time.

Quiet, but delighted recognition of her things, mixed in with his, graced Virginia's face.

Andy didn't unpack everything- just a few items that he knew to be treasured the most. Sharon had helped him, as she knew her cousin the very best, and together they placed Virginia's things in just the right spots.

Her bobble head of Ichiro Suzuki, the famed Seattle Mariners outfielder, had joined the lineup in Andy's team of Dodgers...

Three of her most cherished medical books graced Andy's beat up old coffee table...

Her vase- a gorgeous creation of glass in an ombre of reds and purples, sat center stage on his small dining table...

And a small plush Snoopy, waited adorably for her, on the sofa.

Sharon had told Andy that the little dog was a gift from the grandchild of one of Virginia's very first patients. She had performed an angioplasty on the septagenarian, thus extending their life for more field trips and soccer games. Virginia treasured the gifted Snoopy, and seeing the beagle at Andy's, made things very real.

"It feels like home, Leftenant."

Andy knew in that moment, that he'd done good.

"That's because you are home, Doc."

As Andy continued to talk- something about plans for dinner, and maybe even checking in on Tory- who they'd dropped off at a 5-star hotel and was likely now getting a massage at their in-house spa, Virginia couldn't help but feel the weight and emotion of the moment.

She felt light-headed...

And somewhat warm...

And downright sick!

"Excuse me, Andy-"

The clueless man spun around, to watch as the love of his life pushed past him, and was rushing for his en-suite bathroom!

After half a beat, Andy followed Virginia, and arrived just in time to find her kneeling at the toilet. Her stomach was visibly convulsing, and he could tell that she was sweating. "It's okay, Doc... I'm here..."

Virginia felt him pull her hair back, as she finally retched into the bowl. She did it two more times, and then finally her lunch came up. Andy rubbed her back, and even kissed her moist temple, even despite the sour odor of her breath.

"I guess the baby doesn't like Panera."

Andy smiled, as he loved Virginia's dry stabs at humor. "Maybe he'll like a nice warm bath- what do ya say, Mommy?"

Virginia's eyes followed his, as her fiance indicated the nearby tub-shower combo. Andy always did and said just the right things, and in the process made her feel like the luckiest woman on the planet.

"Will you join us, Daddy?"

"You betcha."