Title- Her Kind Of Town
Disclaimer- Not mine, but I love to borrow.
A/N- as ever, many thanks for the reviews and to Jules, nothing but love for ya babe.

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Sarah awakened to the sounds of hospital staff going about their morning routine. She looked toward the chair by her bed; Garret was slouched down fast asleep. For several minutes she lay watching him, until the sounds from the hall woke him.

"Good morning, sunshine. You know, if you keep sleeping over folks are going to talk." Sarah teased.

Garret stood and leaned over to kiss her. "Well maybe we should give them something to talk about." He smiled at her.

"Yeah, I can imagine the gymnastics required to get around all this plaster." She laughed. "I don't think either one of us is that flexible. Although, I am pretty inventive, I'll bet I could figure something out."

"Are you trying to start something we can't finish for about six weeks, lady?"

"Nah, just wishful thinking, unfortunately." Sarah mimed a pout and tried to change her position. "I wonder if they'd let me sit up in a chair today."

"Probably not." Garret said as her helped her move and adjusted her pillow.

Sarah looked at him with concern. "Not to insult you, but baby, you look like hell. I want you to go home tonight and get some sleep. The nurse who took my vitals this morning said you'd been here since Friday."

"Not true, I went home for a few hours night before last, while Wren sat with you." Garret protested.

"And sat in the dark brooding, sipping scotch and listening to delta blues. Don't deny it, we both know I'm right." Sarah knew Garret well enough to know how he dealt with stress and worry.

"It was Benny Goodman." Garret lamely defended himself.

Sarah ignored the futile attempt to excuse himself. "Where is Wren?"

"She's at your place, getting some sleep. She's only left once since Friday night." Garret smiled. "You should see her effect on Nigel. He can't string two sentences together around her."

"I love Nige, but coherency was never his strong suit anyway." Sarah grinned. "Who do I see to place my bet? I'm assuming there's a pool on this one."

"When doesn't that bunch of gambling addicts have a pool going? Sydney's running this one and I put you in for twenty that it takes her twelve days to catch him."

"You underestimate Wren. Six days and he asks her to marry him in a month." Sarah laughed. "Wren's been collecting proposals since we were fifteen, trust me, she'll have him wrapped up in no time. But this time I think Wren's going to be just as caught. Why do you think I wanted her in Boston, Nigel's perfect for her."

"Matchmaker." Garret teased grinning down at her. "I thought that was Mrs. Pandrachek's job."

"Hey everyone needs a hobby." Sarah reached up to stroke his cheek. "I love you."

Garret took her hand and kissed the palm. "I love you, Sarah. Now I'm going home to grab a shower and go to work. I'll be back at lunch."

"Bring me a grinder and cheese fries?" Sarah asked hopefully.

"Sure and then tonight I'll take you dancing." Garret laughed.

"Hey you can't blame a girl for trying. Now shoo, before you're late. You know what a tightass the chief can be."

"Really?" Garret quirked an eyebrow at her.

"Yeah, but at least it's a nice ass." Sarah grinned as Garret kissed her.

"No wonder your nickname is Sass. See you at lunch." Garret left her to her breakfast.

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