Gia hadn't been able to attend Jordan's funeral, but she was there for the wake, which was held in the main lobby of the Silver Guardian's HQ. She walked into the room gingerly, dressed in her uniform. It made her stand out, but since Jordan had died in the line of duty, it was the least she could do to pay her respects.

Fortunately, Troy and Rebecca were in uniform too. Gia didn't feel so alone.

She found Emma across the room. Her best friend was surrounded by people coming to express their sympathies. She looked miserable. Gia kissed Jake's cheek and told him he could sit with the rest of the team. She knew she would have to rescue Emma.

She walked over to her best friend and took her head, "The caterer is screwing up the vegetarian sandwiches. He wants to know what you mean by tasteless."

"It's not… fine, show me where he is," Emma sighed and followed her best friend out of the room. They then wordless made their way upstairs to Gia and Jordan's office. Gia locked the elevator door, so no one else could come up. Emma made her way to Jordan's desk and sat in his chair.

"He was always so happy there," Gia said as she sat at her own desk. "Even on those late nights. He really loved this job."

Emma chuckled and nodded her head. She looked to the picture of Joe on Jordan's desk, and then to the picture next to it of all three of them.

"How are you doing?" Emma asked Gia. It had only been a week since the hospital had discharged her, and while she was able get back into her regular routine at home, it would be a while still before Gia was back at work.

"I miss him," Gia admitted. It was the hardest part of her recovery. Though she and Jordan bickered all the time, they were great friends. Hell, Gia would even call him her brother. She had trusted him with her life day after day, and she trusted him with her daughter even more. She couldn't believe he was gone. Worse: she couldn't believe she didn't get to say goodbye. "It's not going to be the same here, without him. He was the one with the passion. He was the one who wanted this so bad. I was just… his partner."

"He loved working with you," Emma said because she knew Gia needed to hear it. "He couldn't have asked for a better partner. He told me that all the time. You kept him on his toes, you pushed him to be a better cop. He loved you for that."

"His desk is staying the way it is," Gia promised Emma. "Coffee cup, pictures, whatever you don't take home with you…"

"I won't take any of it. I have more than enough pictures at home. You keep this stuff."

"You can take this," Gia said as she stood up. Emma begged her not to push herself too hard, but Gia made her way over to the desk and opened the top drawer. "It was morbid when we wrote them, but Jordan and I each wrote a letter, just in case something happened. Take this home, read it with Joe."

Gia handed the letter to Emma who took it, then frowned. She flipped the letter over when she felt there was something stuck to it and saw Jordan had tapped a key to the back. Attached to the key was a keychain with Gia's name.

"I think this is for you," she said and gave the key to her best friend. Gia examined the key carefully then gasped.

"You bugger!" she shouted and raced to the shelf by the wall, picking up a small box with a lock. "Your freaking husband brought this into work one day, just after we wrote those letter and said there was a surprise in here. Freaking thing was locked and I never found the damn key! He said I couldn't open it until I did and it drove me nuts!"

Emma chuckled. While Gia was more verbal in her teasing and annoying with Jordan, using names such as butthead and intentionally saying things that would embarrass him, Jordan was a bit subtler. He knew not knowing something always drove Gia crazy, and so he would hide things from her. Emma remembered coming up to their office once to see the whole place had been turned upside down, with Gia screaming at Jordan and demanding he tell her where he hid her lunch. Emma learned later that Jordan had seen Gia had forgotten her lunch at home in her rush to leave, and left out that little detail when she realized later she didn't have it.

She would never understand why they loved to torture each other, and why they always put up with being tortured. But her husband and best friend were always happy together. Emma decided it was for the best.

Gia put the key in the lock and finally she could open the box. Inside, all she found were pictures of her and Jordan, as well as newspaper cuttings and printouts of some of their tougher cases. She looked to them, one at a time until she reached the bottom. There, she found a note.

"I couldn't have asked for a better partner," it read. "Keep doing what's right, just be smart about it, Moran.

"Love, Officer Butthead.

"PS: I know I don't have to say it, but keep an eye on Emma and Joe for me. And since I'm sure she's with you now, please give Emma a big hug for me. Tell her I'm okay."

"What does it say?" Emma asked. Gia put the pictures, the cuttings and the note back inside the box and set it gently back on the shelf. "Gia, what does it say?"

Gia turned around and smiled at Emma, "He just wants us to know he'll always be with us."

"That's it?"

"It's not a long note," Gia shrugged. She knew Emma was hoping for more. She was still clinging onto anything she could that would have Jordan's imprint on it. Gia walked back over to her best friend and hugged her tight. "He did say that he's okay."

"He's dead."

"But he's okay," Gia said, then started to chuckle. Emma looked to her curiously.

"What?"

"Actually; the bastard kinda got off easier than I did," she said. "If Ciara brought me the three little pigs to read one more time, I might have torn the book in half and pulled my own plug."

"I knew you'd be relieved when Sarah bought her all those new ones."

"Relieved is how I felt when Ciara and Joe were okay after the first bomb," Gia said. "Trust me, if I never see another pig in my life, it won't be long enough."

At that very moment, the elevator doors opened. Jake stepped out with Ciara in his arm and Joe holding his hand. Both kids excitedly rushed over to their mothers.

"They were getting a little overwhelmed downstairs," Jake explained. "I hope it's okay."

"Just what I needed," Emma smiled as she scooped up Joe.

Ciara tugged on her mother's pants. When Gia looked down, she saw her daughter holding up a picture she had drawn. Gia took it with a smile, "What did you make me today?"

She picked her daughter up, despite Jake's protest and examined the picture while Ciara explained it.

"That me and you," Ciara said.

"We look very happy," Gia smiled. "Is that a book. Are you reading to me?"

"Piggies!" Ciara cried out happily. Gia's eyes widened, she turned to Emma, then glared at Jordan's desk.

"Oh, low-blow, butthead. And my own daughter, no less."

Emma couldn't help but chuckle, seeing this. She glanced to Jordan's desk too with a bright smile, then kissed Joe's cheek.

"Say I love you, daddy," she told her son.

"Love you, daddy," he repeated.