Disclaimer: As said in the chapter/part before this, I do not own any of the Third Watch characters, NBC does and the writers. So, with that, I continue to torture them and make them how i want. :)

Rating: Still PG/PG13 - I'm trying to remain somewhat true to the actual show.

Where we left off: Faith and Bosco were discussing their 'friendship' in the locker room. However, instead of picking up right away with those two, I've decided to try messing with a couple of other characters.

& just like Faith and Bosco, Sully and Ty's parts are done either. :)

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Sully waited for an answer, as he stood in the hallway. The end to another crappy day at work. He'd told himself upon leaving that, he should've been used to it by now.

He gave the door a last look, before turning around, every intention on heading for the stairs.

That's when the door opened.

Ty stood there, arm in the sling, rubbing the back of his head, as he stared at him.

"What're you doing here?"

Sully turned back around to the sound of his voice, and watched him.

"I came to see how you were doing."

Giving Sully a questioning look, he took a deep breath, nodding slightly, "I'm doing alright."

Sully nodded back, "Good. Great. I'll uh.. leave you alone now.."

Again, Sully turned to leave, but Ty still didn't get why he was here in the first place.

"So you came all the way here just to say, 'I'll leave you alone'?."

Silence.

Ty leaned against his doorway, waiting for Sully to answer. Sully just kept his hands in fists, in his pockets. Now that he was here, this whole idea seemed stupid.

"Sull?" Ty knocked him out of his thoughts, and he forced himself to come back to now.

"I just uh.. wanted to see how you are... how things were.."

"So you said.." Ty stood up again, but this time, he didn't question him.

"You wanna come in?" Sully stared at him as he asked this.

"You're sleepin', I don't wanna bother you."

"How's it bothering me if I ask you to?"

Silence.

He considered Ty's gesture. It would be easier, what he wanted to say, if they were inside, rather than standing out here looking like trees.

Ty made sure Sully was inside, before shutting the door behind him.

Sully looked around. The last time he'd been here, was a bad one. He'd knocked on Ty's door, half drunk, half losing it. Before the cabin..

"Sull?"

He shook his head and swung around to look at Ty again, "Yeah?"

"I was asking if you wanted a drink..."

"Oh uh, no. I won' be here that long."

Ty nodded, but still got a beer out of the fridge, for himself.

Sully gave the bottle a weird look. Like someone he'd been avoiding for a long time. Well, in a way, that was exactly what he was doing. Avoiding the bottle.

"You ok?" He noticed Ty staring at him. That look he hated. That pitying, considering, questioning look.

"Yeah. Fine. Anyway, I should be askin' you that." He walked over to the one cabinet Ty had in his living room, just glancing at the objects inside.

"You did. I said fine." He swigged down more of his drink, and made his way to the couch.

Sully faced him again, this time, taking the chair.

"So.." Ty waited. There had to be a reason Sully was here. Other than to see if he was ok. He never came by just to chat or just to hang out. They'd never been like that. He guessed it'd just slipped their minds.

As Ty thought of why Sully could be here, Sully, thought of the first time they'd met.

"Damn.." Sully stared at his new partner through the glass of the door, in the other room, "He looks just like him."

"Yeah." Was his the answer to his thoughts, as his new partner was told to come in.

"You know officer Sullivan?" These words barely made it through his mind, as he gawked at the new kid. He could've believe how much more like him he looked up close. It made him sort of sad, angry even. Ty was killed for no reason. They'd just shaken it off like a bad report.

He walked away from the kid, but heard, "Good luck." Being said behind him.

Next thing he knew, the kid was right next to him.

All he knew was, he couldn't call him Ty Jr., and he definately couldn't call him just Ty. There was still meaning behind that name to him. Still loss and confusion.

He jogged down the steps by the front desk, and something caught his attention, out of the corner of his eye. A black book.

"What's that?" He couldn't believe he'd asked, and he was even more surprised to get an answer.

"Training Manual.. codes.. regulations-" Sully nodded, taking the book from him, then slamming it down into the trashbin.

He made his way outside, over to the firehouses dalmation.

Rubbing his ears and giving him the day olds he'd asked for at the front desk, he explained to the new kid, who's dog this was.

Then he watched, as the kid kneeled down and rubbed the dogs ears.

Once he heard him call the dog by its name, he muttered, "Dumbest dogs on earth.." And made his way for the squad...

That was then. Six years ago. He couldn't believe it. It was almost seven years, really.

Sully grinned slightly, letting the memory slowly fade from his mind. That was how his and Ty's partnership had begun. But definately, not how the friendship had.

"Hello?" He jumped a little, as Ty's hand waved in front of his face.

"Yeah?"

Ty frowned, "Where'd you go just now? I was talking to you and you just.. left."

"I didn't leave, Davis, I'm sitting right here."

He got a look from his partner, "Ok then."

"What?"

Chuckling, Ty shook his head, "Nothing. Just, nothing."

Sully stood back up, now uncomfortable to be sitting.

He didn't understand why he had to make this harder than it was.

"So?" Ty stayed where he was, he was comfortable. He could tell however, that Sully wasn't anymore.

"So, what?"

Sigh. "So why'd you come here?"

"You don't want me here?"

Ty rubbed his face with his free hand, "I never said that. I was just asking if there was something you needed."

"Oh." Sully sighed.

"Yeah." This was going to be a long night. Ty downed the last of his beer.

"I just came to see how you were doing. And uh..."

"And what?"

"And to see about.."

"About?"

"Ty, you're making this harder!" Sully snapped, and Ty shut his mouth.

"Sorry."

"Don't be sorry." He had no idea why he'd snapped at him. He didn't deal well with frustration anymore.

"I wanted to see how things were between you and.. Monroe." There. He'd said it. Now he could shut up and wait, for once.

Ty stared at him. He hadn't expected that.

Silence.

Sully started to make his way for the door, assuming that he'd touched a bad area. But before he could reach the door, Ty started talking, "We're.. ok. I mean.." He stood up slowly, setting his empty bottle on the table, and returning his hand to the back of his neck, just as he had when Sully had first come here.

"As ok as we're ever gonna be." Sully turned around again, watching him as he tried to explain.

"I just.. I never imagined we'd be where we are right now. I thought it'd be either smooth sailing for a couple mouths, we'd go on with our lives, just leave what we had behind. Or I thought we'd have a few arguments and would just agree that it wasn't gonna work out for either of us."

"So.. what's changed?" He knew it was somewhat of a stupid question, soon as he'd asked it.

"Ah come on, Sull. You know what."

Silence.

"I'd better get goin'." Sully opened the door, already feeling bad about his question, about this whole idea.

"Sull, wait." Ty watched him. He really didn't want him to leave. Truth was, he'd been feeling kind of alone in his apartment. Sasha was in the hospital until the next day, and he hadn't had the nerve to go see her again.

"I uh.." First time in a long time, that words had failed Tyrell Davis.

"You wanna stay? I mean, we could watch the game or something?"

That was enough for Sully. He shut the door and took a few steps towards him.

"What game's on tonight?"

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R&R! Lots more to come. I've got a lot of typing to do before the next two EP's are done with. -Christina-