A/N: Still two more weeks before we see more Romgess!
"What did I tell you two?!" Platt yelled when she caught Kim straddling Sean's lap on a locker room bench. "We are going to have a problem right here, right now."
With a grim face, Kim peered up at the sarge as she marched toward them and then back at Sean, who had his head tilted. He winced.
"Burgess, I distinctly remember telling you and Roman that—" Platt huffed, stopping mid-sentence when she neared them.
Sean's appearance belied what Platt thought she had witnessed. They weren't making out like she thought when she rounded the corner.
There was clearly blood trickling down the side of Sean's neck, his face scratched up, his hair ruffled, and Kim was doctoring and patching him up.
"What happened here?" Platt asked, worriedly glancing between her uniformed patrolmen.
"Got into an altercation on the job," Sean gruffly replied. Kim sighed as she gingerly applied triple aid antibiotic gel to his cuts.
"Roman was trying to separate two women fighting over fruit at the farmer's market," Kim explained. "They both apparently wanted the same apples."
"More like a cat fight, complete with clawing and hissing," Sean snapped at the sarge. "Next time a call comes in about two broads going at it, I'm conveniently going to be on a personal break."
Platt rolled her eyes when she suddenly noticed the slim sapphire and diamond band on Kim's ring finger.
"Is that what I think it is?" she demanded, pointing at Kim's left hand.
"What do you mean?" Kim innocently asked, meeting Sean's eyes with a gleam in her own, as she finished bandaging.
"Are you being smart with me, Burgess?" Platt retorted, crossing her arms and narrowing her eyes.
"Wouldn't dream of it, Sarge," Kim replied, removing herself from Sean's lap and gathering up the first aid kit then facing Platt.
Sean refrained himself from looking smug when Platt once again pointed at Kim's left hand with a raised eyebrow. Kim sweetly smiled at Platt.
"It means I'm getting married," she said.
Platt opened and closed her mouth as she stared at both of them before she finally got a hold of herself.
"Well, then. I suppose I should extend my congratulations," she said, giving Kim a tight smile. She then eyed Sean. "Is this going to become an issue in the future?"
"No, ma'am," Sean said, standing up next to Kim and placing his hands on his belt.
Platt pursed her lips and gave them a terse nod before exiting then locker room.
"That went better than I expected," Kim whispered. Sean smirked at her before following her out.
Adam was coming down the stairs with Al behind him when Kim and Sean appeared on the floor. They were laughing about something, Sean's left hand casually resting at Kim's lower back as they meandered toward the sarge for their next assignment. Adam bristled even though he knew full well it was over between him and Kim.
"Keep moving," Al quietly encouraged. Adam scowled but did what he was told. Neither Kim or Sean glanced in his direction as he passed them. He skidded to a halt when he noticed the blue glimmer on Kim's hand as she placed it on the counter and leaned toward the sarge.
Al grabbed Adam's arm and steered him toward the stairwell.
"I said keep moving," he sternly barked. Adam yanked his arm from his partner but descended the stairs just as Voight came through the door.
Al gave Voight a subtle tilt of the head before tossing Adam the keys.
"Start the car, kid. I'll be out in a minute," Al said, motioning Adam outside. Adam gave him a look but didn't argue. Voight observed it all and cocked his head at Al once Adam was gone.
"Burgess and Roman are getting hitched," Al quietly told Voight.
"So?" Voight asked, folding his arms.
"Ruzek is not taking it well," Al returned.
"He needs to get over it," Voight gravelly commented. "He and Burgess have been over for nearly a year. Introduce him to someone, get him laid, do something to make him forget her."
Al stared at his old friend for a moment and sighed.
Voight clasped his hand on Al's shoulder and gave him a wry smile.
"To be young again, huh?" he said.
Al chuckled and slapped Voight on the back before stepping into the sunlight.
Erin and Jay were sitting across the table from Kim and Sean at a local burger joint swapping stories when Sean's phone rang. Seeing it was related to his security business, he excused himself and answered.
Jay leaned back, his arm draped across the back of Erin's chair, and grinned at the two women, who immediately leaned toward each other and started chatting in low voices.
"I'm not kidding," Erin softly said to Kim, whose eyes were wide with amazement. "Al enrolled Ruzek in a matchmaking service. Told him it was an early birthday present."
Kim covered her mouth, but a laughing snort escaped anyway. Erin nodded with a raised eyebrow and wry smile.
Sean reappeared and glanced between the two women who were noticeably trying to stifle their laughter and then at Jay, who just shrugged.
