Chapter 11
K.I.T.T. pulled into a parking spot in the visitor's section of the hospital parking lot.
Carlee had gone back to the mansion to pick up some fresh clothes for Michaela, as the doctor had let her know that morning that Michaela would more than likely be discharged that day.
Fingering the handle of the plastic bag containing the clothes, she sighed as she reached for the door handle with her other hand.
"What's wrong?" K.I.T.T. asked, picking up on his partner's disquiet.
"Have you noticed a change in the way Michaela and Casey interact lately?"
"I'm not sure what you mean. They work well together, as they always have."
"Call it mother's intuition, but I'm sure they have feelings for each other they haven't voiced."
"Feelings?" K.I.T.T. asked in confusion. Then something seemed to click in his processor, and he said, "Oh! You mean love. You're unsettled by that thought?"
"I have to confess that the thought does worry me. I know he would never hurt her, but can he love her in every way that she needs?"
"Our avatars are anatomically correct, if that's what you're wondering."
A stunned, "Oh!" was all Carlee could manage for a moment. Then, "Have you ever been curious about what it's like to be with a woman?"
"I'm still waiting for the right woman to come along." Carlee couldn't mistake the smile she heard in his voice.