Discliamer: ditto! (i think i got it right again!)

A/N: before i get started, i would like to thank all of you who take the time to read my story, especially those if you who review it too! you're the reason this story is still going on! thank you literally from the bottom of my heart, couldn't have done this without all of you! I would also love to thank shay, she's the one who got me into fanfic in the first place! thanx shay! i luv ya girl!

Chapter 28

Tara stared at the child sleeping in the hospital bed that seemed to swallow her tiny frame. Her elbows were digging into her knees with her chin resting on her folded hands but she didn't notice or care. Tara heard the door open and Bobby walked in with two steaming coffee mugs. He sat down next to her and handed a cup to her.

"Thanks." Tara whispered.

"No problem, sheila," came his response. "Did you sleep alright?"

"Yeah, thanks for letting me use you as a pillow." Tara smirked, recalling last night. She could really get used to having Bobby around 24/7.

"It was my pleasure." Bobby stared out the window that was letting in early morning sunshine. It gave him a perfect view of the city around them. Far across the sky a jet left a trail behind it, streaking the clear blue sky. "How are you feeling?"

"Good. How about you?"

"Been better, but right now I'm just glad that Chloe and Jack are both alright."

Tara took a small sip of the coffee and rested her head against Bobby's shoulder, "Me too." She paused, "Promise me one thing?"

"Anything." He rubbed Tara's hand.

"Make sure that our next safe house doesn't have a fire place."

Bobby laughed lightly, "I'd be glad to."

Tara sighed, "I miss DC."

Bobby shrugged. "I kind of like pretending to be your husband."

Surprised, Tara looked at him, then smiled mischievously. "I am a good wife, aren't I?"

Bobby laughed and tipped Tara's chin up with his finger, "Perfect. " He lightly pressed his lips against hers. His free hand slipped around Tara's neck, pulling her closer to him. The kiss ended but Tara remained snuggled against Bobby's body, basking in the security that he offered ever so nonchalantly. Bobby's chin rested on the crown of Tara's head. "I love you, Tara."

She smiled wistfully, "I love you, too."

Bobby and Tara stood up when they heard a moan come from Chloe. "You alright, sheila?" They stood beside the bed, Tara touched Chloe's cheek and Bobby wrapped her hand in his.

"Um-hmm. What time is it?"

Tara answered, "A little past eight. Did you have a good sleep?"

"Yep. When can we go home?"

Tara looked at Bobby. He answered, "We'll have to find a new home, sheila, the one we had is in really bad shape."

"What about Bird and Mini? Did they make it?"

Tara rubbed Chloe's cheek, "No, honey, they didn't."

Tears pooled in Chloe's blue eyes and began streaming down her cheeks. "Did they suffer?"

"No, they were unconscious, they didn't feel a thing."

"Can we have a funeral for them when we find our next house?" Chloe pleaded.

Bobby said, "Of course we can."

Chloe nodded 'thank you' vigorously and began crying. Tara enclosed Chloe's body in her arms and held her, Bobby settled his free hand on Tara's back.

There was a soft knock on the door and the doctor walked in. "Hi, uh, sorry to interrupt, but we just got the results back and it seems that you feed your daughter well. Her immune system was able to fight off the carbon monoxide poisoning. I was notified of the position you are in and have decided that it would be Chloe would be alright if you were to leave the hospital today. So long as she doesn't do anything to strenuous, although it would be a wise decision if she were to participate in some exercise to keep her lungs healthy."

Bobby let go of Chloe's hand and shook the doctors hand, Tara did the same. "Thank you so much Dr. Montgomery." Bobby said.

"We're so grateful for everything that you've done." Tara assured.

"I only did my job." The doc said.

"Well, you did it good." And the Dr. Montgomery left them to pack up the few things they had with smiles on their faces.

Jack walked out of the bathroom, fully clothed in the items that Lucy had handed to him earlier. "Have you talked to Bobby and Tara yet?" He asked Sue.

"Yeah, they're already packed up and ready to get out of here," she laughed, sitting on the made up hospital bed. Levi lay on his side on the tiled floor.

Jack sat next to her, only inches away. "I know how they feel. Staring at the same four walls hours at end can become a little bland, if you know what I mean."

"Tell me about it, I was awake longer than you were, Jack, I could tell you where every spot of chipped paint is in this room."

Jack laughed. "So. Are we ready to rock and roll?"

Levi barked his answer. Sue laughed, "I know someone is. Me, I just want to take a long hot shower, I don't care where it is."

"You know what I want?"

She peered at him, "I think I have a pretty good idea."

"Pizza. Real, drowning in grease, pizza. With five different kinds of cheese, salami, pepperoni, meat, ham, green peppers, red peppers, you name it. So, how close were you?"

"Dead on, although I always pegged you as an onion kind of guy."

"You mean I smell?" Jack raised his eyebrows.

"No!" Sue exclaimed, slapping his arm, knowing that Jack knew what he meant.

"I forgot about onions, promise to never tell Bobby? He'd have my head."

"What do I get in return?" Sue asked casually, although there was a small smirk playing at her lips.

"Hmm, let's see…a clear conscience."

"Oh I already have that. I need something concrete."

"I could probably get you a chunk of concrete, if you really wanted."

"Not what I meant."

"I know." Jack outstretched his arms, yawning. His hands ended up supporting his weight on the mattress, one behind Sue's back, and one to his side. Sue relished the feeling of being surrounded by him. "Let's see…what do you want?"

"Hmm." You, the thought startled her, apparently it showed; Jack was looking at her oddly.

"You okay?" He asked curiously.

"Of course." Sue answered cheerfully. "Other than a hot shower? I can't decide; can I take a rain check?"

"Does that mean that you'll keep my forgetfulness to yourself?"

Sue sighed, "I suppose, but you owe me." She joked. "I suggest that you keep that in mind."

"Trust me," Jack held up a hand, "I will. It'll be in the back of my mind for years to come."

"I'm not sure if years will be good enough, Jack."

Now it was his turn to sigh exasperatedly, "Okay, okay. Until the day that I die I owe you. Good enough for you?"

Sue raised her head triumphantly and stood up. "I'll get back to you on that." She flashed him a smile before exiting the room, leaving Jack to himself and his unbelievably confusing thoughts.

A/N: now that i've thanked all of you for reviewing, i'd like to do it again! (hope i'm not gettin to annoying...) anyways, thanx a bunch for reviewing and please review again, it would mean the world to me to have my readers (that sounds so cool, - my readers - sorry, i'll stop babbling) tell me how i'm doing. i'm free to any helpful tips that u can offer, anything to please my readers (hehe, sorry, my bad) more. thanks! sincerely, jadorebobbymanning (which i really really do)