He stirred in his sleep, waking her, but he settled right back down and she nestled carefully into his side. Lifting her head, she glanced over his body at the clock. Nearly five in the morning, and he was still sleeping. She smiled. It was the first night since he'd woken after the bombing that he had slept well.

She leaned close and softly kissed him, settling back down with her arm draped carefully across him. She closed her eyes and went back to sleep.

When she woke two hours later, she was alone in the bed. Getting up, she quickly dressed and went out into the living room. He poked his head out of the kitchen. "Hey, you want pancakes?"

"Are you feeling ok?"

"Yes."

She went into the kitchen and watched as he worked at the stove. He didn't seem to be in any discomfort, but she still felt the need to watch him, and he let her. Handing her a plate filled with pancakes, he kissed her. "I'm ok," he said softly. "Sit down."

He grabbed the syrup, butter and orange juice and followed her to the table. The phone rang, and he grabbed it. "Hello?"

"Hey," Logan's voice came over the line. "Sorry about last night."

"Forget it."

"You up for lunch."

"Can we make it dinner? We're going over to Lewis' to pick up my car."

"Sure. How about Chinese?"

"Sounds good. You gonna bring your partner?"

"If you bring yours."

"I haven't gotten the ok to leave her sight yet."

Logan laughed. "Ok. We'll see you later."

He hung up the phone and smiled at her. "Dinner with Logan and Barek."

"Would it make you feel better if I smacked you?"

"Actually, Eames, it would," he answered with a grin.

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Lewis came across the shop when he saw them come in, hugging Goren. "You look good, Bobby. You ok?"

"Fine."

He looked at Alex and grinned. "Hey, Detective Alex! You look great."

"Hello, Lewis."

"You want to see that Mustang?"

"You bet," she answered, smiling at her partner. They followed Lewis through the shop into the back lot.

"Wow! Is this that same Mustang you got two months ago?" Goren asked.

"The same one," Lewis answered, beaming. "I put a lot of work into it."

Goren ran his hand along the roof above the passenger door. "You should have seen this when he got it, Eames! It was a mess. Great job, buddy."

Eames always loved to see Bobby with Lewis. He was relaxed and he smiled a lot. Of course, Lewis' very demeanor inviting smiling. She really liked him. He was almost like a kid in his attitude toward, well, everything. Lewis could always make Bobby laugh, and she loved him for that.

"Well, Detective Alex? What do you think?"

"I'm very impressed, Lewis. It's beautiful!" She pointed to another car not far away. "And that's the Corvair you mentioned?"

"Yep, that's her. I've got the body work done, but she needs a new engine. If you guys aren't too busy and you want to help with her, say, next weekend...I should have everything in by then."

Goren looked at his partner, eyes bright. She laughed. A weekend with Bobby and Lewis, rebuilding an engine... "It sounds like fun. Count me in."

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Logan leaned across the table and pointed at Goren and Eames with an egg roll. "You guys owe us. That case we just finished for you was a pain in the ass."

"Oh, quit whining," Barek replied.

"Hey, if we'd drawn that case, I might have done what he did."

Goren raised an eyebrow. "I doubt it was bad enough to get your ass blown up, Logan."

Barek kicked Logan under the table. "Just excuse Mr. Tact here, Bobby."

Logan grimaced and rubbed his shin. "Hey, they didn't have to interrogate Miss Raging Hormones."

"Neither did you, idiot. He took off out of the room and left her to me."

Goren shrugged. "We've had our share of those. They tend to amuse me and irritate the hell out of my partner."

"Same here, but the way this one was going...well, it just would not have been very professional."

"Come on, Logan...you love it," Barek said, mildly annoyed.

"This one was just a bit too...aggressive for my taste. I like a little more of a challenge."

Goren snickered, earning him a glare from Logan. "What the hell are you laughing at?"

"A challenge...Let's see, what was her name? Bambi? There was very little challenge there, if I recall."

"Yeah, but she had a body..."

"Ok, you two, that's more than enough," Eames waved a hand at them. "I think it's time to change the subject."

Goren looked at her and winked. Logan just chuckled. "You guys are no fun."

Barek looked at him. "Just because we don't want to hear about your conquests doesn't mean we're no fun. If you'd keep your mind out of the gutter..."

"Oh, it wasn't in the gutter, Barek."

"That's for sure," Goren muttered.

Barek and Eames looked at each other. "Let's leave well enough alone for now, boys..." Barek said, eyeing her partner as Eames gave hers a poke.

"What?" he said. "I had nothing to do with it. That was all Logan."

Logan nodded. "Maybe so..."

Goren sat up a little straighter and glared at his drinking buddy. Logan just grinned. Eames looked at her partner. "Don't tell me you boys need chaperones."

Goren just waved a hand, stepping away from the conversation and giving Logan a look that warned him to do the same. Logan laughed. "It's all in good fun, Eames. He's not serious about anybody but you, don't worry. Now me, I'm a different story..."

"That you are," Barek answered with a shake of her head, snatching an egg roll from his plate. "Finish your dinner, Logan."

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Logan and Barek left first, and Eames watched her partner with an amused smile. "What?" he asked.

"You kept Logan from saying something."

"Nothing important."

"Come on, Bobby..."

"Really, Eames, it's nothing."

"There's no 'Bambi' in your past?"

"I never said that. There's just no reason to bring anything like that up. It's...in poor taste."

"Well, that's Logan."

"I guess."

She slid her arm into his as they headed for the car. "It's ok, Bobby. I think it made you more uncomfortable than it did me. If it makes you feel better, I can tell you about the 'Biffs' in my past."

"No, thank you, Eames."

Stopping near the bumper of the car, she leaned up and kissed him. He caught her before she could step away and pulled her back, first teasing her lips with his, then deepening the kiss. She leaned back against the car when he stepped back and looked at him. Her mind was blank for a minute and he just looked at her, eyes bright with amusement. Recovering, she gave him a gentle shove and walked around to the driver's side of the car. He laughed softly and headed around to get into the car.