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"Miss Benson, can you come in here?"

Carly rolled her eyes. Deputy Chief Davids had been running her ragged for three days. Get me this, go do that, answer the phone for god's sake... He couldn't do anything himself. She was almost surprised he didn't ask her to wipe his butt for him.

"Yes, sir," she said, trying not to show her frustration. She got up and walked into her boss' office.

"Are those letters finished yet?" he demanded.

Not asked, Carly noted. Demanded. "I'm working on them now."

"Hurry up. They need to go out as soon as possible."

"It's being taken care of," she answered calmly. She resisted the urge to hit the guy, expecting her to be done with the huge pile of work he'd given her only a half hour ago.

"Get me a cup of coffee while you're at it."

"Yes, sir."

Carly left the office with his cup, heading for the break room.

"Oh and Miss Benson?" Davids asked, stopping her just outside his office. She turned and stuck her head through the doorway. "We're staying late tonight," he told her.

"I can't stay, sir. I have to pick my son up soon."

"I have work I have to get done. I expect you to be here as late as I am."

"I have to get home to my son. I can't leave him alone all night."

"Get a babysitter."

"My babysitter's on assignment this weekend."

"Miss Benson, if you can't fulfill your responsibilities, maybe you should find alternate employment."

Carly set the cup down on his desk. "Fine. I'll have Mrs. Milner reassign me," she said, smirking. She turned and left the office, gathering her things on her way out. Hopefully next week would be better. She put Davids out of her mind, not wanting to waste the energy thinking about him.

~*~

Carly snuggled closer to Andrew and felt his arms tighten around her in response as she wiped away her tears. This was absolute heaven as far as she was concerned. Andrew had come over to watch movies with her and Michael. After watching the movie Michael wanted to see, she'd found an old romantic black and white movie on TV. Her son protested and tried to get Andrew on his side, but he was outvoted. He quickly became bored and fell asleep. She wasn't sure when, but at some point, Andrew had fallen asleep as well.

So here she was at the end of the movie, laying in Andrew's arms and as content as she could be.

"Caroline?" she heard his sleepy voice whisper. "Everything okay?"

"It's perfect," she whispered back, leaning up to brush her lips against his.

He deepened the kiss, eliciting a soft moan from Carly. "Why are you crying?" he asked, momentarily releasing her mouth.

"The movie, silly." She sat up, reluctant to leave Andrew's embrace. "I should get Michael to bed."

"Want me to carry him upstairs?"

"No, he can walk," she said, kneeling next to the boy and shaking him.

"I guess I should be getting home," he said, yawning.

"You can stay here if you want. I don't want you crashing on the way home."

"I live like two minutes away." Seeing Carly frown, Andrew relented. "Can I sleep with you?" he asked teasingly.

"No. I'll get you pillows and a blanket," she told him as she guided Michael upstairs.

~*~

Carly sat quietly in Mrs. Milner's office. She'd lasted less than a day with her new boss. He wasn't Mr. Sticky Hands or Mr. I Can't Do Anything For Myself, but she wasn't about to put up with a misogynist pig who told her point blank she should be barefoot and pregnant in the kitchen. Women were good for two things and work was not one of them. Complete bastard.

Oh well. At least she didn't punch this one. A new day, a new boss.

"Miss Benson, your behavior was inappropriate," the older woman scolded her.

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Milner. I just lost my temper. It won't happen again," Carly swore, her anxiousness evident in her face.

"It had better not." Mrs. Milner answered firmly. "I will give you one more chance, Miss Benson. Is that clear?"

"Yes, Mrs. Milner."

"Good. Now report to Deputy Chief Jones."

Carly was speechless. Deputy Chief Jones? She was going to work for Andrew? She really didn't know how to feel about this new development. "Yes, Mrs. Milner," she repeated, getting up and heading for Andrew's office.