Linda tidied up her brother in law's wound. "There you go. Try to stay away from angry dogs," she teased as Jamie faintly blushed.

"I told him dogs were viscous," Janko smiled, always enjoying a good session of teasing her partner.

"Shut up," Jamie playfully sneered as he stood up. "Thanks, Linda."

"No problem." She shucked off her latex gloves and threw them in the trash can. She walked with Jamie and Eddie to the front desk, and stopped when she a familiar face in a familiar stance.

"Gee whiz, you're dropping like flies! First Erin, then you, now him!"

"Huh? What was wrong with Erin?" Jamie wondered.

"Food poisoning. Detective Abby- Abbott- Abb-" Jamie smiled as Linda couldn't pronounce the detective's name. "Detective Anthony brought her in. My guess is she ate some bad Italian food."

Eddie smiled and said, "thanks again, Linda." They left and Linda looked at the familiar face.

He had his hands on his hips and his foot in a state of movement.

She sighed and walked up to him, "well, well, well. What kind of crap did you get yourself into this time, Detective Reagan?"

Danny reluctantly rolled up his sleeve, showing Linda a decent second degree burn. She couldn't help her hand flying to her mouth.

"He jumped through a burning window." Baez volunteered.

"You jumped through a burning building?!" She growled.

Danny shrugged, "I didn't ask to go after that skuz bucket. He was thrust upon me."

Linda sighed her obligatory you just had to be yourself, didn't you? as she tugged Danny into the room she was just in.

"What's with the kid?" He wondered as Linda put gloves on.

"Jamie was bitten by a dog."

"Didn't you get bitten by a dog, too?" Baez wondered, looking at Danny.

"Probably. I don't really remember. All the threats blur, y'know?"

Linda smiled as she applied cream to Danny's burn. Sighing, she told Danny, "another place to heal."

"You'll do an excellent job doing that."

"Am I missing something here?" Baez wondered, half sorry she asked. She already knew they were sick in the head.

"I'm not exactly sure how or when it started, but Danny would always kiss my bruises and cuts, and now it's sorta mandatory," Linda shrugged as she bandaged Danny's arm.

Baez nodded, "I thought it was gonna much weirder than that!"

"Do you think we're really that sick?" Danny raised an eyebrow.

"Yes, I do."

Linda smirked and slapped Danny's back. "You are free to go."

"Thanks, babe."

"That's why we're here; to help pigheaded people like you."

"You're mean," Danny kissed his wife, "Love ya."

"Love you more."

"Love you most!"

"Bye, Linda," Baez smiled.

"Bye, Maria!"