A/N again, I apologize for the sheer volume of stuff. This is done, by the way, just needs to finish being typed. Will be posted in it's entirety by August 4th.

"Pizza?" Jordan suggested as the clock drew closer and closer to lunch time. They had been there for six hours already, and it had felt like a day. Each minute passed by far too slowly as they waited for the results. They had already been through ever inch of evidence, looking for everything and anything they could find, and came up with nothing beyond what was already logged.

"Sounds good." Renee seconded and she shrugged.

"Just had it last night, but what the hell." They turned to Woody and Garret who were left to make the vote for lunch unanimous

"Works for me." Woody said.

"I'm outvoted anyway." Garret said, shrugging. She caught Jordan's smirking glance at the boss, and grinned herself. Jordan called in the order and no sooner had it been delivered than the phone rang again. Woody picked it up and listened, a broad grin stretching out across his face.

"Lab's matched the DNA to the killer and a print to a guy with a prior record. A couple of officers are bringing him in right now." Renee looked up with a grin of her own.

"Great." The DA turned to her. "And you're going to have to work on your testimony. Biggest part of your job." She rolled her eyes.

"I don't see why these wonderful doctors couldn't testify." She argued and Renee shook her head.

"Because a good lawyer would call in their competency. Not that I doubt it, but there are some ruthless lawyers in Boston." She laughed.

"Can't be any worse than some of the ones in New York. Like the ones that tried to get me to work for them. Gambeski Lanzoni and Collins." Her friend laughed. "Fine, but can it wait until after lunch?" She conceded and the DA nodded.

As they ate, she and Renee chatted in a corner. "So, what's going on between you and Garret?" She shook her head.

"Nothing." She said, glaring at her friend.

"Not what I hear. I've got some sources that said the two of you were out painting the town red last night."

"So he gave he a tour of Boston. I was complaining about not knowing the city." She confessed and Renee turned on the full amount of heat that had gotten her to where she was.

"And?"

"And I left him on my doorstep, nothing happened." She felt dark eyes boring into her, and she met them with a dark glare of her own. Her friend had 'I don't believe you' written all over her face, and she finally melted under the pressure. "Ok, so we might have kissed."

"Might have?" Renee asked skeptically.

"I don't kiss and tell." She caught Garret's eye as she said that and found that same sexy smirk cross his face.

"You never had any problems with that before." She shrugged.

"You haven't seen me in a decade. Besides, you think I would with the man in question standing in the same room?" Renee laughed.

"You used to kiss and tell with the guy sitting next to you, sparing no gory detail watching him squirm." She laughed in remembrance.

"So I grew up."

"Vicky, you hadn't grown up at all in the ten years I knew you, and you were far past teenager at that point, something tells me another ten years didn't change that."

"Being in a foreign country can change your perspective." She argued, and the DA shrugged.

"Really, would never have thought that." She rolled her eyes at the sarcasm.

"Seriously, there's nothing serious between us. Nothing between us at all."

"Right, and I'm seriously the queen of England."

"No, that would mean I'm distantly related to you. And I don't want to even think of being related to you, it's bad enough I have to put up with you for work." She teased her friend jokingly, and the other woman rolled her eyes.

"Yeah, yeah, quit the blueblood routine, a sixteenth cousin of a defunct monarchy does not royalty make."

"There is nothing between us though." Renee finally relented. She finished her pizza and watched Garret leave, retreating back to his office. She paused for a minute before following him. She sat down across from him and he gave her an odd look.

"Nothing between us?" He asked, and she felt her face turn red.

"Well, do you want there to be?" He thought about it.

"We just met." He pointed out and she nodded.

"I know." They lapsed into silence.

"What do you want?" He asked her.

"Well, you're a nice guy. Not bad looking-" He smiled but looked slightly uncomfortable. He wasn't used to receiving praise for his looks.

"With baggage." He pointed out, and she shrugged.

"We all come with strings attached." She told him, knowing that far too well. "I'm not perfect, and well, I don't want to date the perfect man. If I did, I'd be down the hall all over Mr. Gimpy Detective." Garret grinned briefly.

"I think Jordan's got Woody, but the way they dance around each other, no one can tell." She grinned. "So you want this? Us?" He asked and she frowned.

"Stop doubting it." She told him and she leaned across the desk to kiss him, more passionately than she had the night before. The door creaked open and Renee walked in.

"Nothing, right." The DA said, and she felt herself blush again. "We've got the guy in custody if the two of you are going to tag along to watch questioning." The two got up and followed her friend out and down to the police station.