A/N: Here's some more, I'll start writing again shortly, when I have time to spare. For now, enjoy to read (and review:-)...your thoughts are much appreciated.

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Mr./Mrs. Thomas residence

1840 Rosemont Avenue, Columbus OH, 03.45 PM

When they came home after a visit to some friend, Mrs. Thomas saw on the answering-machine someone had made a call. She ran the tape and heard her daughters voice.

'Hi mom, dad it's me. I'm home today. I had hoped you were in now, but you're not. I have to tell you I have been in the hospital this morning, but it's nothing serious. We had some trouble last night, we were attacked when pursuing some suspects. Unfortunately I was on the receiving end. Now I don't want you to worry, mom, I'm fine now, Troy is with me and Jack is coming over too. Call me, I'm home all day. By mom, dad. I love you.'

Of course, she was worried.

She always was whenever things happened, whether it was when she as a kid fell during skating, or now in her job with the FBI. Being her mother, she should be worried. She cherished her children, her sons, and her daughter.

Especially her daughter.

Raising her was, despite the difficulties and hardship sometimes, a blessing. Helping her along, guiding her, encouraging her to take the steps in life she wanted to take had been rewarding. Even though it was hard sometimes, more hard than anyone could ever understand, the bond between her and her daughter was something that could never be broken. She was proud of who Sue had become.

It had been difficult for her when Sue moved to Washington DC to start her new life, leaving behind the safety of home and heading into a new phase in her life. It was as if an important part of her left too. Parting is such sweet sorrow, how true it was, she thought. It was a new phase where she as a mother was more of a spectator then a participator. But she understood.

Sue had never hidden the fact that her job could be dangerous, but she knew the friends Sue had made, her coworkers, had partially taken over what for such an extended period of time in her life was something she had done: to protect her.

Hearing her daughter got hurt, she was anxious to speak to her.

Sue and Lucy's apartment

670 G Street NE, Washington DC, 03.48 PM

Levi got up the moment the phone rang, trotted over to Sue, who was in the kitchen pouring herself a cup of tea, and pawed her leg.

'What is it, Levi?', she said.

'Levi trotted towards the phone and looked at her, already half-way on his way back to urge her to pick it up.

'Phone call, good boy', Sue said and rubbed his fur. She picked up the TTY held the receiver close to her face and looked at the screen, she instantly recognized the row of numbers.

'Hi mom.'

'Sweetheart...' the screen read. Sue waited before saying anything back, she knew her mother. 'Are you all right dear?'

'I'm fine, mom. Really.'

'No you're not, I heard you were in hospital. What happened?'

'We ran into some suspects, one of whom attacked me', Sue said.

'Oh dear... did he hurt you? Do they know who it was? Is he arrested?

Sue looked amused at the screen, the stream of questions her mother, as usual fired in rapid speed after one another. I have to admire the RO to keep up with this stream of words, she smiled at herself.

'Nothing more than some bruises and a headache, although I'm not sure whether it's because of that or Troy's behavior', she replied when her mother paused.

'We have someone in custody, but I'm not sure if he's the one who kicked me', she added.

'You were kicked!...', the RO put some exclamation and question marks at the end to indicate her mothers disbelief.

'Yes', she stated simply.

'Oh sweetheart you really okay?', her mother replied.

'I had a checkup in the hospital, everything's fine. I'm going to be sore for a few days I think.'

'They will take care of you, won't they?' Sue smiled.

'They already have. Jack's coming tonight and I have Troy around.'

'Oh, good. Now don't you be stubborn and let them take care of you, dear.'

'Yes, mom', Sue chuckled when reading her mothers last remark.

'Speaking of it, how are things going between you and this lovely young man from work?'

'His name is Jack, mom', Sue said laughing, 'and things are going great.'

'Being your mother I'll have to know certain things, dear. Make sure he's treating you good, or else I'll have to send in your father and brothers.' The RO indicated ...laughing...

Sue began to laugh too. 'He's good, don't worry.'

'Is he a good kisser?', the screen read.

'Mom!', Sue replied, she felt how she began to blush. Quickly she scanned the room for Troy, he wasn't looking, but reading a book, while taking a sip of his beer.

'Oh come on Sue...between girls...I bet you share gossip with Lucy, Tara, Sarah and others...why not with your old mother?'

'Because...', Sue tried but she couldn't think of anything. She laughed, remembering how his tongue would ran over hers, over the roof of her mouth. Electrified when their lips met, her blood rushing. Oh, he could kiss with greed for her, or longing, deep longing and love. She lost her mind whenever he kissed her, and she was pretty sure he lost his too when she kissed him. Was there even a word to describe how it felt?...

'Like heaven...', Sue said.

The Bullpen, 04.00 PM

'And?...', D. informed when Jack and Miles walked back into the office.

Jack made an apologizing gesture. 'He tried to have a conversation.'

'I don't like the 'tried' part', Bobby said from behind his desk.

'Listen, Mick, as a representative of Australia you sometimes seem to have trouble to fit into the US society, I understand. We're not always that kind to immigrants, and life in this great nation can get tough. But for the matter of world peace, leave the French alone for now, they aren't especially fond of us anyway', Miles stated.

'No need to get cranky, mate...'

'You would be if you had to talk to him', Jack defended Miles.

'That bad, eh?', Bobby chuckled.

Jack sat down in his chair when Tara came his way. She handed him a DVD disc.

'The latest Hollywood blockbuster?', he said looking at it.

'Yes, Miracle on 5th Street. Only with some bad guys and loads of guns in it', Tara replied.

'I'll give this copy to Sue, maybe she can figure out what they're saying.'

'How's she anyway? Still sore?', Tara informed. Jack shook his head.

'She's fine, Troy is watching her and in the process of driving her nuts.'

'Then she's not fine. When you go, tell her I said Hi.'

'Will do.'

At his desk, Jack ran the tape one more time. 'Smuggling SAM's, you're way out of your league, Aalbers. 'Cause this time we're joining the play too.'