The next morning, Perry made Della breakfast in bed. He could tell she was too physically exhausted to get out of bed. By lunch, she was ready to at least move to the couch. She groaned as she sat. Perry moved the walker out of her way. "Are you regretting getting out of bed?"

"No, I had to at some point. Can I have a pain pill?"

Perry picked up the bottle and frowned when he realized it was empty. "Damn," Perry said.

"What's wrong?"

"The bottle is empty and I forgot to pick up your refill. I'll have them send it over."

"You can go pick it up. I'll be fine for a few minutes. Besides, we could use some groceries."

"I can have all of that delivered."

"Perry, what do we need for groceries?"

The man shrugged, "I don't know."

"Exactly," she said.

"Alright, but I'm going to make sure you have everything first. Do you need to use the bathroom or anything?"

"No, I'm fine."

Perry leaned down to kiss her, "I won't take long. Don't get up unless you absolutely have to."

"Yes, sir," she smiled. Perry went to the door and looked at Della one last time before leaving. A half-hour later, there was a knock at the door. Della sighed, unsure if she should just ignore it. "Who is it?" she yelled.

"It's Hamilton Burger and Lieutenant Tragg," the voice said from the other side of the door.

"Just a minute, gentlemen," she yelled as she grabbed her walker. The woman struggled to stand but made it. She slowly limped to the door. "What can I do for you?"

"We called Perry's office to talk about the case, but the service said it was closed," Burger said.

"Well, come in," Della carefully shifted out of the way. "Perry's not here right now," she said.

Tragg shut the door and locked it. He and Burger looked at her in shock. "He left you alone?"

"Reluctantly," she said, "I made him go."

The three went to sit down. Della's slight groaning as she walked and sat didn't go unnoticed by the men. However, they gave each other a look to ignore it. "Why did you make him go?" Burger asked.

"We needed some groceries and since he's going to be cooking, I suggested he go do the shopping. Besides, he needed to pick up my refill."

"So, you and Perry, huh?" Tragg asked as if he were disappointed.

Della smiled, "only since a few days ago."

"Why did he close the office?" Burger asked.

"I overdid it the past two days. When I told Perry I wanted to take today off, he told me he'd already decided to close the office and work from home."

Perry walked into the apartment with bags in his arms. Paul was right behind him, "well, when did you two get here?" he asked when he saw the two men.

"We came to tell you about what happened with the nurse," Burger said. "When did you pick up Robin, Batman?"

Paul looked at the man, "haha," he said sarcastically. "I picked up Della's pills so Perry could save some time." The man smiled when she rolled her eyes, "hello, beautiful."

Tragg smiled, "it's good to see you too," he joked, "although, let's keep things professional." Paul glared at the lieutenant.

"I'll set these down and be right back." Perry smiled and took the bags to the kitchen. When he returned, he handed Della a pain pill. It was at that moment, that the men saw her engagement ring. "So, what did happen with our nurse?"

"She was innocent," Burger said, "was covering for a doctor she was having an affair with. She really had been Della's nurse that night, but when you couldn't prove that, she took the blame."

"It wasn't my doctor, was it?" Della asked nervously.

"No, it was someone else. Now, may I ask the two of you something?"

"Sure," Perry shrugged.

"When did you get engaged?"

The couple smiled, "a few days ago," Perry said.

"That's when Della said you became a couple."

"Well, it was about three or four days after that. I've had the ring for a year. Never had the nerve to ask her."

"The reason I was running out of Perry's office was I heard him talking about being in love and possibly needing a new secretary. I thought it was another woman. That's why I ran. Turns out, it was about me. He wasn't sure if I'd want to work with the person I'm dating," Della explained.

"Or if she'd want to work after getting married. I assumed she would, but I went over every scenario. I didn't want to lose the best secretary anyone has ever had either."

"Well, congratulations," Burger said sincerely.

"Yeah, congratulations," Tragg growled. "You don't deserve her."

"I know," Perry smiled, "she's too good for me."

Della smiled at Perry, "you underestimate yourself. You've been wonderful since I got out of the hospital. You're the reason I was able to get back on my feet. Then I managed to set myself back."

"That's because you're stubborn."

Paul looked at them, "is it really a good idea for both people in a relationship to be stubborn?"

"What's that supposed to mean?" Perry asked.

Della patted his shoulder, "calm down," she said, "you know that you're just as stubborn as me."

"Well, we'll just have to work twice as hard."

"I thought we already did," she joked, making everyone laugh.

"At marriage," Perry smiled.

"Well, when's the wedding?" Paul asked.

"When I can walk without a walker or cane," Della said.

"Knowing you, that shouldn't take too long, beautiful."

"Perry," Burger said, "are you going to sit there and let him call your fiance, 'beautiful'?"

"Only because it's true," Perry said.

"Plus, he's already engaged," Della added.

"Yeah, you've been engaged longer," Perry said, "we should be asking you when you're getting married."

"Who on Earth would agree to marry you?" Tragg asked.

"What are you implying about my fiance?" Paul asked.

"I just don't think any woman deserves to settle."

Perry and Della laughed, "give Gertie a little credit," Della said.

"Gertie?!" Burger and Tragg said in shock.

"Of course," Perry said, "who else would be able to handle Robin."

"Not me," Della said.

"Considering I think of you as a sister, good," Paul said.

"You'd call your sister beautiful?" Tragg asked.

"Yes, I have always called my actual sister beautiful. She used to starve herself and almost died. After that, I decided to tell her and any woman I love that they're beautiful. My sister said that even hearing it in a greeting, makes a difference."

"Sorry to hear about that," Tragg said, "she's alright now?"

"Yeah, but sometimes she struggles."

Della motioned for Paul to move towards her. He did and she had him bend down to hug her, "you're the best big brother." Paul went back to his seat with a smile, "although, I'm a bit jealous that I'm not the only one you call that, but I understand."

"Do you call Gertie that?" Burger asked.

Paul chuckled, "no, I have other nicknames for her."

Perry smiled, "do tell."

"Well, I usually call her bombshell."

"Because she's blonde?" Burger asked with a smile wanting more.

"Sure, but she's also quite firey and explosive."

"You love it," Tragg said.

"Of course," Paul said, "that's why this self-proclaimed 'forever bachelor' proposed."

"Why haven't you set a date?" Burger asked.

"We did, but after Della's accident, we postponed. We're just taking it day by day. Everything is set and ordered. We just need to schedule it."

"I still can't believe the two of you are marrying these wonderful women," Tragg said. "In fact, I won't until I see it."

"Is that your way of getting an invitation?" Perry smiled.

"Gertie already insisted on inviting both of them," Paul said.

"Really?" Burger and Tragg perked up.

"Yep, she said we have to because we see you more than our families. I pointed out that you are family," he noticed the touched looks on the faces of both men, "there are times when I want to beat the tar out of you like any blood family member." Paul laughed along with Perry and Della. Then, Tragg and Burger started laughing.

"I'm sure Della would have insisted the exact same thing. I don't mind having you both there," Perry said.

"Of course not," Burger said, "you just want to throw it in our faces that this incredible woman agreed to marry you."

Tragg shook his head, "I'm wondering if it's just the pain pills."

"I wasn't taking them when he initially asked me and I accepted," Della explained.

"Head injury?"

"It's healed nicely," she smiled.

The five continued having a good time. In fact, they had decided to have a couples night at Burger's. His house was larger. They had made plans for a Saturday night that was two weeks away. After everyone left, Perry sat next to Della and pulled her into his arms, "penny for your thoughts?"

"I was just thinking about my parents."

"What about them?"

"They haven't called or visited since my accident."

"You stopped taking visitors and phone calls after that first day in the hospital. Them not contacting you after you were discharged is probably my fault," Perry said.

"How?"

"Well, the three of us talked and since the last time you had seen them didn't go so well, we decided it was best to get you all better first. I've been calling them to keep them updated on your progress and condition at their request."

"Are they still angry with me?"

"No," Perry said, "your father even gave me his blessing."

"The man who accused me of being a tramp because I was in love with my boss?"

"I don't think he said tramp."

"Well, I don't want them to visit while I still need my walker."

"Why not?"

Della shrugged, "I just don't."