Chapter 9: We'll Have What They're Having
Since their suspensions hadn't been lifted, and they were alone for the day, Bruce and Amy decided to take advantage of the situation and spend the day together.
They were currently walking around Hartford, enjoying the weather.
"It's going to take some getting used to you not being there everyday when I walk into the courtroom," Amy mused, taking a sip from a cup of coffee she was holding.
"Just as long as you aren't assigned a new CSO that's just like me…" Bruce started.
"And how is that?" Amy teased.
"You know – handsome, charming…basically the works," Bruce said cockily.
"Hopefully not half as humble as you," she said sarcastically.
"There had to've been something about me that you found irresistible," Bruce wondered.
"Yeah,
the fact that you were interested," Amy joked, and they both shared a laugh.
Bruce suddenly leaned down and cupped Amy's face in his hands, kissing her.
When they broke away, Amy smiled slightly, looking down. "What was that for?"
"I never got a chance to do it
earlier," he responded, referring to the incident in the parking garage. "I
hope you don't mind." He smiled, knowing all too well she didn't.
Amy smiled back, and they joined hands as they continued their walk.
After a few minutes, Amy said, "How about going out for lunch? In a nice public place."
"Yeah, where lots of people from work can see us," Bruce realized, nodding his head. He pretended to think about it, and then said, "Okay."
They made their way to a local café many judges were known to frequent, and decided to have a little fun while they were waiting for their meal.
They sat down at a table and tried to look like they were having a romantic rendezvous. They held hands over the table, and whenever someone was in hearing distance, they called each other ridiculously corny names, like 'Poodle' and 'Lovebug.'
The waiter finally arrived with their food and Amy came up with an idea. "We should feed each other!"
"Oh, no," Bruce disagreed, shaking a finger at her. "There are some things I draw the line at."
"Fine," Amy pretended to pout.
They began eating, and then Bruce saw Judge Krumble walk in with a lady on his arm. "Amy," Bruce said, getting her attention. She looked at him, and he sighed. "Give me your fork."
She squealed in delight, and they fed each other, making cheesy comments, such as "This is delicious, but not as good as our love."
A few minutes later, Judge Krumble walked up behind them, interrupting Amy in the middle of a mouthful of food.
"Amy," he said, causing her to jump. Amy quickly swallowed her food and turned to face him.
"Barry,
hi," she said, surprised. "I didn't expect to see you here."
"Well, I could say the same
about you," he replied, raising a questioning eyebrow.
"Oh," Amy said, looking at Bruce. "You remember Bruce?"
"Your Court Services Officer, right?" he responded.
"Former Court Services Officer, as of this morning," Bruce corrected.
"I assumed something like that, seeing the show you two were putting on."
"Sorry," Amy apologized halfheartedly. "Didn't mean to distract you. I just get these urges, and it's so hard to keep my hands to myself." Bruce gave her a questioning look, but played along.
"Yeah, but who can blame her?" Bruce asked rhetorically. Amy hit him playfully, laughing.
"Well," Judge Krumble said, "I can see that you two are very happy together. I hope it lasts for you two."
Amy looked at Bruce, and then nodded. "I know it will," she said, causing Bruce to smile and take her hand.
Barry bid them adieu and left them to their meal. Once he was out of earshot, Bruce asked Amy, "Did you really mean that? About us lasting?"
Amy looked up at him. "Of course I did. I know with our past history of bad relationships, there's nothing either one of us can do that's scare the other away." Bruce laughed and shook his head, and they finished their meal.
