Disclaimer: Nope, still don't own.

A/N: This part may have gotten a little out of character, but as many times as I sat down to write it a different way, Bobby and Alex wanted to be practical jokers.

Alex and Bobby laid there on the blanket in Central Park for close to an hour, kissing and holding each other. Both of them were careful to not get carried away and indecent in such a public place.

Finally Alex took a moment to look at the ring again instead of Bobby's face.

"It's beautiful" She said.

"Just like you" He replied. "Small and feminine but not delicate. Elegant without being flashy." Just then his cell phone rang. Checking the display, he saw that it was Ross. He sighed and sat up to answer it.

"Goren"

"Did you manage to get your partner calmed down?" Ross asked.

Bobby looked over at her gazing happily at her ring. "Yes sir, I believe so."

"Good. I hope that this won't get her too riled up again but the Chief of D's wants a meeting with her and Detective O'Neil. ASAP. I put him off until tomorrow afternoon, but I thought she should know."

"Right, thanks for the update Captain. I'll let her know." When he got off the phone, he saw that Alex had sat up and was looking at him, her face a little less relaxed and happy than before Ross called.

"Ross?"

"Yeah, O'Neil's trip over her captains head was a fast one."

"So what now?"

"Meeting in Moran's office tomorrow afternoon."

"I'm surprised that he was willing to wait that long."

"He really wasn't but Ross stood his ground and must have refused to call you back in today."

"It's too bad that we're quitting. I think that I am starting to really like him."

"We're?"

Alex stood up and reached down to help him get up. There was no point in trying to get comfortable again. The phone call had broken the mood and their sense of being alone in the world. Besides, as much as she had enjoyed the time spent, she knew that the hard ground had likely done a job on Bobby's back.

"I'll explain in the car, on the way to see Deakins.

Once they were back in the SUV and on the road, Bobby turned to Alex, "OK, spill it. What did you mean 'we're quitting'?"

"Just that."

"It's this whole thing with O'Neil, isn't it?"

"No, not all of it. Let's just say that it's the straw that broke the camels back."

"But you love being a cop."

"I love doing the job, and so do you. It's everything else that goes along with it that I am tired of. Besides, you weren't the only one thinking that this job was getting in the way of having a life. You were just the first one to do something about it."

She paused and glanced over at him with a smile and reached over to hold his hand.

"I made a phone call while you ran into your apartment and talked to the union rep. I have enough years in to get most of my pension benefits, just not full. And even though this isn't the best time to bring it up, I will still continue to get Joe's death benefits."

"Are you sure? I don't want you to rush into quitting and then regret it latter."

They were pulling into the parking garage next to the building that the Deakins and Tanner security company was in so Alex said. "We'll talk more about this later. I promise. OK?"

"OK, I'll hold you to that."

When they got off the elevator on the 5th floor and walked into the lobby, there was a girl at the reception desk that neither of them had seen before on their previous visits to their old captain.

Alex stepped up to the counter but Bobby hung back and started looking around the waiting area like he would if they were there for a case.

"Can I help you?" the girl asked in a snide, better than everyone else tone.

"Yes. We're here to see Jimmy Deakins." Alex could have sworn the girls nose lifted several inches in disdain.

"Mr. Deakins is on an important phone call and can not be disturbed. Do you have an appointment?"

Bobby stepped up close behind Alex and tapped his badge on the counter. "We don't have an appointment, but it would be in everyone's interest for us to see him."

The girl was at a loss as to what to do, but Mike walked then and put a hand on her shoulder. "Don't sweat it Jean, I'll take care of these two."

Jean gave a sigh of relief when she looked up and saw Mike Logan. "Thank goodness you're here Mr Logan. These two are cops, and they want to see Mr. Deakins, but he is on a phone call and I didn't want to disturb him."

"Don't worry, I got it"

Bobby leaned closer to Alex and whispered "Trust me?"

"Always, why?"

"Just play along OK?"

She gave a small, almost imperceptible nod, but it was enough for him to catch it. Stepping away from her he said. "Logan. Is that as in Mike Logan?"

Mike looked back and forth between Bobby and Alex, confused. They knew darn well it was, so what were they up to? He decided to play along for now and get the answers later.

"It was last time I checked my drivers license. As Jean here said, Mr Deakins is tied up at the moment so if you would state your business here, I may be able to help you."

"Our business here, Mr Logan, is you. If you would step out from behind the counter..."

"Why? Are you going to arrest me?"

Alex started to move around the counter towards him while pulling out her handcuffs. "That's the general idea. Yes." She reached for his arm and he backed up.

"Now, wait a minute, what's the charges?"

"Let's start with stalking and harassment. OH and impersonating a Detective" Alex had a hard time saying the last part with a strait face.

"I never.."

"You're telling us." Bobby said as he approached him from behind and pulled his hands behind his back (gently, not wanting to really hurt him) so Alex could cuff him.

"Wait" Jean called as they walked him towards the door. "Where are you taking him?"

Bobby and Alex looked at each other before calling over their shoulders.

"One Police Plaza"

"Eleventh Floor"