He found her sitting alone in the moonlit garage.
"Janine?"
At the sound of her name, she turned to him.
When he saw her tear-streaked face, he felt responsible.
"Did you really mean it? You think I'm beautiful?"
Rooney smiled. "You are beautiful, Janine."
"Then why don't you want us to be together?" Her voice broke as she said the words.
"There is no us, Janine!"
The words were harsher than he meant them to be.
In the silence that followed, he could hear sobs coming from her direction. Slowly he walked toward her.
"I-I'm sorry, okay? I just-."
She looked at him, waiting for him to continue.
"I care about you a lot. But you're Corbet's girl."
"But he doesn't love me." She sobbed.
He crouched down in front of her, putting his hands on her shoulders.
"Look, I'm no marriage counselor, but remember what happened between us? We just couldn't make it work. Thank God we're still friends because I don't know what I would do without..."
"But you said..."
Rooney sighed.
"God, Janine I'm sorry about that. I guess I was so wrapped up in the memories that I never thought about your feelings. You and Corbet have a lifetime ahead of you. And six kids? I mean... how can I compete with that?"
He was relived when she laughed.
"I haven't seen Corbet in years, and I have to admit that I was as jealous as hell when I heard you guys were married. But he's the luckiest guy on Earth, in my opinion."
When she stood and hugged him, he felt happier than he had in a long time.
"Thank you, Rooney."
He held her close for a few seconds before letting her go.
"No problem. And hey, if you guys don't make up, I'm gonna feel guilty for the rest of my life. I'll have to go to confession... um, let's see... how many times is that?"
He began counting on his fingers. "That's... one, two..."
Laughing, she playfully she punched his arm. "Okay, I get it."
"You okay getting home?" He asked her, as he helped her into her car.
She smiled and rolled down the driver's side window.
"Yeah, I'm fine now. Thank you, Rooney... For everything."
He smiled and kissed her cheek.
"Go on. Corbet's waiting for you."
As she drove off, he smiled. He really did love her, but her heart belonged to Corbet.
And knowing that made him happy.