For a moment Sara thought about taking Lucky into the car, make sure her bitch was safe and away from all other dogs. Then she considered the heat, her car was parked in the sun, it was too hot for her dog in there without the air condition running and she wasn't a fan of a running car standing on a car park. So she kept Lucky in the towel and made sure no dog came close to her.

Dean kept the other dog next to him, holding his collar, which wasn't necessary as the dog made no attempts to leave. His eyes were on Lucky and he barked once in a while, which made Lucky whine. Obviously both weren't happy about being apart.

"Honey, I can see you like him but I won't risk you pregnant. Maybe it's too late anyway but if not, we won't take any more risks. You don't need puppy babies, we don't have the space for ten or twelve babies."

"Although we'd really love to have them, keep them, which would be another problem. Imagine cute little Luckies with golden and brown hair. So adorable."

"No doubt about it, but we can't keep them, in fact, I hope she isn't pregnant at all." Sara pulled Lucky closer in her arms and buried her face in the golden hair. Her beautiful dog, her everything. What would she do if Lucky was pregnant? Of course there was the possibility to tell the vet to get rid off the babies while they were still inside Lucky. Tell him to spay her, no puppies, never again problems about a bitch in heat. She'd do it, tell the vet to spay Lucky if she wasn't pregnant. When it was too late…Sara knew very well she wasn't capable of telling the vet to kill unborn puppies.

"Happy! Happy! Oh, there you are!"

Sara hold still for a second. Did her ears play a joke on her? Was there something wrong with her hearing? Because she had her head buried in Lucky's hair and the wind and sounds of the ocean.

"There is your mommy, Happy." Dean said.

"You found him. Thanks. I don't know what happened, he never ran away. Why did you run, buddy? I worried about you."

"He came here to meet Lucky."

"He came here because he's not well behaved, which is no surprise now that I know who his mother is." Sara said and looked up, straight into the deep blue eyes, she hadn't seen for over three years, the blue eyes, she knew all too well.

"Sara?"

"Hi Sofia, you have to teach your dog some manners and I might sue you."

"What?"

"You know each other?" Dean asked surprised.

"Yes, we worked together. In Vegas."

"Why do you want to sue me? Because my dog ran away? You can't be serious. It's not like I sent him away, I worried, he never did something like this before."

"What a crazy coincidence, you meet again in Los Angeles after your dogs found each other." It looked like Dean was the only one, who was amused about it. Sofia looked surprised, Sara's face was stoic.

"What's your problem?" Sofia asked the brunette.

"You're not capable of looking after your dog."

"That's bullshit."

"She's only scared her Lucky is pregnant after your Happy got lucky. In both ways. You might be a grandmother in a few weeks. Lucky and Happy will be parents, I love their names, they're a totally match."

"Your bitch is in heat?"

"Yes and your dog jumped her and we couldn't get him off her."

"Why do you let your bitch in heat run free?"

"I didn't, she was on her leash until your dog appeared and she tore the leash apart to take off with him. He jumped her twice and you're responsible for it."

"I'm responsible? Why didn't you take care of your dog?"

"Ladies, before you start a cat fight next to your dogs, lets take a deep breath, we have no reasons to fight. If Lucky is pregnant it's too late. Sara, I know you, you will never tell the vet to get rid off the puppies, even when they're unborn. Lucky was as bad behaved as Happy was, none of them listened when we called, so neither you nor Sofia is to blame. You can't blame the dogs, they did what's in their nature and…oh come, Lucky and Happy? That's so cute and I'm already in love with their love. Look how they look at each other."

"She's a bitch in heat, of course he wants to get to her." Sara grumbled.

"To get her pregnant they had to be together for at least fifteen minutes. Did that happen?" Sofia sighed.

"No."

"See, no babies. You can relax."

"We should all relax. Or you do that and I go to work. Nice meeting you, Sofia. And Happy. I see you tonight, Sara."

"Yeah, enjoy work.

"Bye…I never caught your name."

"Dean. Bye ladies, remember, no cat fight." He grinned and left.

Sara looked at Sofia and the dogs. Both were quietly whining, waggling their tails and trying to get closer to each other.

"Lucky, you don't want babies!"

"And you're way too irresponsible to be a father, Happy. Running away, leaving me worrying is not nice!"

"How far did he run?"

"Three miles, I was up north, on a small beach. Usually it's the perfect place, people don't stop for these couple of yards of sand and he can play and jump into the water. I closed my eyes for a moment and suddenly he was gone. He never did that before and I was afraid, he ran onto the highway and got hit by a car."

"It's good your number is on his collar."

"Yeah, I thought in case he gets lost…hey!" Sofia pulled Happy back when he tried to bite another dog, who came close to them and showed interest in Lucky, who also growled. "Looks like she doesn't like another dog. Did she growl at him too?"

"No, she was more than happy to see him…gosh if Dean had seen this, he'd start to dream of a fairytale love."

"He's a romantic man."

"He's a love fool."

"And you're still as charming as you used to be, Sara."

"What is that supposed to mean?"

"Just what I said. How about a coffee?"

"With your horny dog? How are we supposed to keep them apart?"

"Happy can be in the garden and we leave Lucky in the house, this way no dog can get close to her. I live five miles up the highway, there's some really great cheesecake in my fridge. We have a reason to celebrate: your dog isn't pregnant and I've got mine back. What do you think?"

"We haven't seen each other in three years or so and didn't have a nice reunion so far…okay, why not. Lucky is safe inside and they can look at each other through a window." Sara knew she hadn't been nice to Sofia, it wasn't the blonde's fault what happened. She worried about her dog and it could have been Lucky, who ran away. One thing was for sure, until she was with her dog at the vet, she'd get a better leash to keep her close to her.

"The garden door." Sofia laughed. "Okay, lets follow me, I parked over there, the black Sedan."

"My green Golf will follow you. Come on Lucky." Her dog tried to get to Happy, but Sara kept her hand firm on the collar and pulled her with her to the car. "No way, you get in here. No more fooling around. You can stare at Happy from the inside while he's outside." She closed the trunk and got into her car.

Lucky and Happy, yes Dean was right, the similar names were funny. Why did Sofia call her dog Happy? Had he been a happy puppy? Was she happy that she got him? Like she thought she was lucky to see Lucky and hoped she'd have a lucky life.