A/N: I realize I should have done this back in chp 1, but wither way. I hate that the show was canceled, it was left with so many unanswered questions and I hated that Lindy just left like that. She hadn't even looked in the tablet before leaving, so with this fanfic I wanted to answer some of those questions the show left in my own way and have Lindy stay. So without further a do here's the new chapter.

The next day Tommy was waiting for Lindy in the training room of the gym. He had texted her the night before to meet him here. He had been waiting for about ten minutes and he expected her in about five more. The room they were going to train in was dimply lit, it had a mirror covering a whole wall, the floor was padded although it was so worn down that if someone fell it didn't offer much cushioning. There were wooden beams running the whole length of the ceiling, and there was a doorway that led to the actual gym with all kinds of workout machines.

He had purposely given Lindy an earlier time to be here. He was pretty sure she still harbored a bit of resentment towards him and would try to be late just to bother him. Hence the earlier time and he had been right. She hadn't gotten here when he had told her to be, but she would still be on time.

He smiled to himself and decided to kill some time by throwing some punches at the boxing bag. He headed toward the back of the room where it hung from a beam in the ceiling. He began to whale on it imagining Jake Bolin's face on it more than once. He had killed his best friend and had made Lindy suffer. And even though he was ashamed to even think about it and as petty as it was, he had been jealous of him. Jake had been much closer to Lindy than he would ever be able to be. Jake, who was the least deserving man in the world, had been with Lindy in ways that Tommy could only imagine. He hit the boxing bag harder. He needed to stop thinking like this, but things were easier said than done.

He heard footsteps behind him and he turned around to see Lindy approaching him. "Hey, sorry I'm late. Although I didn't think being late would be bad enough to make you take out your anger on that boxing bag," she said with an amused look on her face. His heart had leapt into his throat. She had come. A part of him, the part that loved to torment him had been trying to convince him that she wouldn't come after all. He smirked at her and wiped a hand across his forehead since he was already sweating.

"I'm just warming up and you're actually on time."

"Well I hope you'll go easier on me than you did on that poor boxing bag." She thought about how much she wanted to punch it herself to release all of her pent up frustrations, but she didn't really want anyone to see her do that. She'd just have to wait. "And what do you mean I'm early? I thought you said to be here by-."

"I did, but I figured you'd try to get here late so I purposely gave you an earlier time so that you'd be here when you actually needed to be. We only have this place to ourselves for an hour before a class of rookies come in to train, so I needed you here on time."

She made a noise of disbelief. "You know me so well," she said sarcastically. "Fine let's get started then."

She turned and made her way to the center of the room while Tommy continued to smirk at her behind her back. "Wipe that smirk off your face and get over here already," she said making him start. "How did you-?"

"Guess you're not the only one who know things."

He made his way over to her, even in workout gear she looked good he noted. "Tommy?"

"Hmm?"

"Why haven't we done this before?"

"What, self-defense training?" She nodded. "Well," he began. He wasn't sure himself it had kind of been a spur of the moment decision yesterday since he had wanted to keep seeing her. "Honestly, I do feel guilty for not thinking of this sooner. This kind of training is invaluable and God knows that you've been in enough situations where this would have been useful to you, but either way you had a protective detail then and now you don't." And I want you safe, but he didn't say that last part out loud. She nodded, seemingly accepting his answer.

"Okay I'm ready for this," she said. He smiled he knew that she would always be ready for anything.

"All right then," he turned in to teacher mode Lindy noticed, she hadn't really seen this side of him before and she was curious despite herself.

"Your goal today is to land a punch on me and if you can to knock me down."

She crossed her arms. "Really, that's it?"

"Well, yeah, you have to be able to do that to anyone who attacks you. I'm gunna show you some moves to do that. There's not always going to be something around to hit someone with. Although to be fair you should always check your immediate surroundings for that first."

"I'm pretty sure I can knock you down. I've knocked Connor down before." She thought back to the boxing class she had ambushed Connor in, she had been pretty angry then.

Tommy snorted. "No offense, but I think I'm going be a little harder to knock down than Connor was." Even though he said this he was secretly impressed. Lindy narrowed her eyes at him. She made it her mission to knock him down at least once before their hour together was over today. Tommy seemed to sense this and decided to get on with the lesson.

"All right you're small, but you're quick, use that to your advantage. People will expect you to be an easy target because they think that they'll be able to overpower you. Prove them wrong." He looked like he had complete faith in her which touched Lindy although she felt a little irked that he had called her small. He was standing right in front of her looking down at her with his hands on his hips. He was over a head taller than she was she noted absently, she wasn't that small he was just freakishly tall.

"Try not to turn your back on your attacker because they'll use that to their advantage." He took hold of her arm that was hanging loosely at her side wrapping his warm fingers around her wrist. The touch sent an electric shock through her, surprising her. She looked up quickly but his face was neutral.

"I'm going to have to touch you to show you some of the moves," he said, wrongly interpreting her quick look as one of anger.

Of course he was going to have to touch her to show her how to defend herself and how an attacker might hold her. What had she been expecting? He brought her arm toward his chest gently but firmly. "If someone grabs your arm like this," he began softly. "Your first instinct will be to pull away. Don't do that. Just squat- as ridiculous as it sounds it works," he said at the look she threw his way. "And use your free hand or your feet to hit his target areas closest to you."

"Target areas?"

"Yeah, the eyes, ears, nose, groin, or knees." She nodded understanding. He took a hold of her other arm as well so that he was holding on to both of them. He brought her closer to him so that they were standing less than a foot apart. She could feel the heat radiating off of him. She felt her stomach flutter and could see Tommy visibly swallow. "If someone grabs both of your arms like this. Try to bang your head against their nose which should break it if you do it hard enough, the pain should make them lose their grip on you." She was staring right at his chest so hitting him there wasn't going to do much damage. Tommy looked at where she was looking and chuckled. "Or in your case and anyone else's who can't reach their attacker's nose. Try to reach their other target areas, like their knees or groin," he advised her. He let go of her wrists and stepped back. "Another common move an attacker uses is the bear hug," he continued.

"Is that really what it's called?"

"Yup, you'll see why, now turn around," he said, swirling his finger to indicate that she should do so. She did, and suddenly she found herself wrapped in Tommy's arms. She stiffened but forced herself to relax. She needed to stop getting worked up. "Usually when someone finds themselves in this position, the victim just tends to thrash around which is what the attacker wants. They want to tire out the victim." Lindy could feel his warm breath on her cheek which was making it hard to think straight. That coupled with the fact that his arms were around her and that since her back was against his chest she could feel his chest vibrate with every word he said and could feel every taut muscle. It seemed too intimate. She found herself wanting to lean her head back…what the hell was she doing? She forced herself to focus on the task at hand. "What next?" she asked a little too gruffly.

"Now squat down again," she did and Tommy followed her down tightening his arms around her as they did so. "Now don't actually do it or you'll break my nose, but what you would do now is you would throw your head back and connect it with his nose or stomp on his feet while pulling their fingers apart so the attacker loosens their grip on you and follow it with a hit to the face or neck and then you can run."

Lindy feigned throwing her head back making Tommy loosen his grip on her reflexively to avoid being hit. She looked at his startled face and burst out laughing, the sound making Tommy's heart soar. "I wasn't actually going to hit you, you know," Lindy told him when she finally managed to control herself

"Considering you had the opportunity I wasn't sure." She rolled her eyes at him. Tommy ran his hands through his hair trying to act nonchalant although inside he was trembling. He was starting to wonder if this had been a bad idea. He was close to her…too close. When her back had been turned to him he had wanted to spin her around and lean in and… he shook himself. He could not do this.

He needed to get her out of his head, but he knew that wasn't going to happen, he was in too deep already. "What next?" she asked with an indescribable look on her face. He was half glad and half disappointed that she seemed to be thinking so clearly. He collected himself together resolving to focus and show her what she needed to know to protect herself. For the rest of the hour he showed her maneuvers, hits, and kicks to get her out of various holds suppressing any feelings he got anytime he had to touch her, he tried not to make it too often. He was pleased that she was catching on, she was a quick learner.

"You're pretty good, you know," he told her.

"Yeah, well I guess being attacked repeatedly made me better." Tommy mentally kicked himself.

"I'm sorry," he began.

She sighed and rubbed her temple, "No, I'm sorry. I haven't been in a very good mood lately." He could understand that. "Well, no one can blame you you've been through a lot." She just shrugged. "Do you want to talk about it?"

She shook her head. She didn't want to open up and Tommy could hardly blame her. Tommy wanted to push the issue but he didn't dare, he was already walking on thin ice with her already as it was and he didn't want to push her away. He decided to change the subject and show her one last move before their hour was fully up. Both to teach her and to avoid what would surely be an awkward silence.

Lindy realized then that she still hadn't knocked Tommy down. She had managed to punch him a few times throughout their session, but that had been Tommy's goal. Her goal was to knock him down and prove to him that she could do it, not just to Connor.

So while he was showing her the proper stance for another move she quickly spun around behind him, grabbed his arm which was hanging loosely by his side, pushed down on his wrist, and pulled on the arm at the same time. Coincidentally, he had taught her that move earlier. Although he probably hadn't thought that she would use it on him. By the time he realized what was happening he was already in the air. He scrabbled the empty air for something to hold on to and managed to grab a hold of Lindy's shoulder, sending them both tumbling down.

He landed with a thump on his back while Lindy landed on top of him. She heard Tommy go, "Ooof." Presumably she had knocked the wind out of him. Her plan had kind of backfired. She hadn't meant to fall too, but ultimately she had succeeded in knocking Tommy down.

She looked at his face. He looked like he was trying to remember how to breathe. The fact that Lindy was on top of him probably didn't help either. "Are you okay?" she asked while simultaneously rolling off of him. He groaned in response. "Oh my God, Tommy, I didn't mean for it to go that far." She sat next to him and he rolled on his side facing her. He had his eyes squeezed shut as if in pain holding on to his stomach and groaning. "I'm so sorry," she told him feeling terrible. There was nothing she could do but wait for him to start breathing normally again. Finally he opened his eyes. Lindy didn't see anger which she had kind of expected, maybe a little annoyance, but he also looked…proud… and amused. Realization dawned on Lindy. She smacked his shoulder, "You idiot! You were faking this whole time?" Tommy began to laugh. "I thought I'd knocked the wind out of you and then when you still hadn't recovered I thought I'd done something more serious."

"You faked me out. I figured I'd return the favor."

"So I didn't knock the wind out of you?" she asked him.

"No, you did, but I made it seem worse than it actually was, you aren't exactly heavy." He said grinning.

"Well it worked," she mumbled looking away. She shrieked as she found herself being pulled sideways. Tommy had grabbed her hand and pulled her off balance. She found herself lying on the ground next to him. "What the hell was that for?"

"You were looking down on me," he joked.

She snorted, "You're practically a giraffe. You look down on everyone when you're standing up." That made him laugh harder, his laughter was contagious and Lindy soon found herself wiping tears from her eyes and wondering how long it had been since she had laughed that hard. Her laughter died away when she saw Tommy's intent gaze on her. She found herself trapped in it, unable to look away as if some magnetic pull were keeping her eyes on his.

Tommy ached to reach out and brush his thumb across her cheekbone. "Lindy," he whispered. Before he could say anything else the sound of approaching voices and footsteps stopped him, snapping him out of his daze. He sat up quickly enough that he felt the blood rush to his head. Lindy sat up just as Yeager walked into the room followed by a group of rookies. When Yeager spotted them he made his way over to where Tommy and Lindy were sitting. Tommy quickly stood up holding his hand out to help Lindy up. She took it but avoided his gaze. She felt like he kept his hand in hers longer than he needed to before pulling it away, but decided she was imagining it.

She turned to leave. "Tomorrow at the same time?" Tommy asked her before she could go. She turned back at him and offered him a small smile. "Sure, tomorrow. I'll see you then." She smiled at Yeager in greeting as she passed him.

"Can I talk to you?" Yeager asked Tommy. He barely heard him, but nodded anyway, his eyes glued on Lindy. He noticed how a blonde young man towards the front of the room nudged his friend as Lindy walked by. Tommy felt a twinge of something in his chest.

"Hey!" the blonde called out to Lindy. She turned toward him and smiled but looked distracted she didn't say anything back before heading out of the room "Tommy, can we talk?" Yeager asked him again.

"Oh, sure," he said finally paying attention.

"Let's talk out there," Yeager gestured toward the hallway outside of the training room. Tommy led the way. They were nearly out when the blonde who'd called out to Lindy stood in Tommy's way.

"Man, that girl is smoking", the guy said with an awed look on his face that Tommy found himself wanting to wipe off. "Hey man is that you're girl? She's hot." The feeling in Tommy's chest grew.

"No, she is not my girl," he managed to say through gritted teeth.

"So, she's like available?"

Tommy had enough. He stood up straight to show his full height which was an impressive 6'3 and gave the guy one of his signature no nonsense looks while crossing his arms. The guy's eyes grew wide. Yeager could see where this was headed so he interrupted before Tommy could say anything he'd regret. "She's off limits, Lewis," he said addressing the blonde, with full authority in his voice. "Now go back to your friends and get warmed up. I'll be in to start in a minute." Lewis practically ran back to join his friends who looked like they were trying hard not to laugh.

Yeager chuckled softly as they stepped out into the hallway. He turned and faced Tommy. "All right man, what are you doing?"

Tommy looked at him, confusion written all over his face. "What do you mean? You're the one who wanted to talk."

"I mean, what are you doing with Lindy?"

"I was just teaching her some self-defense." Tommy said wondering why Yeager wanted to know. Yeager just shook his head like it was obvious and Tommy was just making it more difficult than it had to be.

"I mean you're clearly into her. And you haven't done anything about it. You can't let a girl like that walk away."

Tommy could feel himself getting defensive. "I am not into her," but the lie sounded thin even to his own ears. Yeager shook his head clearly not believing him.

"Tommy," his voice sounded the way a parent's does when trying to patiently explain something to a child. "It's written all over your face every time you look at her, your eyes always follow her around the room. When she was working with us, you fought Catherine like hell to get Lindy out of assignments so she would stay out of danger and when that wasn't possible you fought like hell to be there along with her, risking Lindy being mad at you and putting yourself in danger, as long as she was safe."

"I'm a cop. That's my job, keeping people safe."

"Nah, man, you make it personal when she's involved. If what I saw in there," he nodded his head in the direction of the training room they had just walked out of, "Was not jealousy then I don't know what it was."

"I don't either."

Yeager chuckled. "You looked like you wanted to rip that guy's head off just for asking about Lindy. By the way the answer to that question is, yes, she is available. The thought of her dating someone else though kills you."

It was true. When he thought about someone dating Lindy, being with her in ways he could only imagine, of someone holding her… his insides turned at the thought. Yeager didn't comment on it, but Tommy knew that he had seen it on his face.

"You almost lost her once, with Jake, she liked him. He seemed like a really great guy, he had us all fooled. If he hadn't been a serial killer who knows where that relationship would have gone? I just don't want you to let her get away again." Tommy really didn't know why Yeager was getting into his non-existent love life, but it was making him angry, and the mention of Jake had turned up memories he had been trying hard to suppress. He knew exactly how far that relationship had gone, Jake had teased him about it.

"Go on. Ask me what it was like to be with her… intimately." He could have been lying about it, hanging the relationship in his face to torture him since Jake had seemed to figure out Tommy's feelings before he had fully accepted them himself, but Tommy had a gut feeling that Jake hadn't been lying. He had been caught, Lindy was safe. There had been no reason to lie since he had no longer had anything left to lose.

With barely concealed anger Tommy said, "But he was a serial killer. He tried to get close to Lindy by killing lots of innocent people who didn't deserve to die so horribly. Including Ben and he tried to kill others too, like Sophia." That made Yeager flinch.

"I know he was a serial killer. There's no way to change that. No way to change the past. No way bring back those people, but we're here now and as difficult or as painful it may be we have to move on and find happiness. Which is why I don't understand why you are making it so difficult to be happy since it's obvious that your happiness lies with Lindy."

"It's not that easy, Yeager." Tommy said looking down at the ground. He didn't bother to keep trying to deny that he had feelings for Lindy. Yeager could see right through him. It seemed like everybody could.

"Why?" Yeager asked exasperated. He peered at Tommy's face carefully and realization dawned on him. It's because of Ben isn't it?" Yeager asked quietly. "You feel like you would be betraying Ben by being with Lindy, right?"

Tommy's head snapped up. "Don't you dare bring Ben into this," he shouted at him. "I've beat you up before, Yeager. I can do it again." Tommy didn't know where those words had come from, but Yeager seemed to know it was a hollow threat. That Tommy's heart wasn't in it and that he was just angry because he had hit a nerve because what he had said was true.

"Go ahead, man. There's a class of rookies in there that would appreciate a vivid example of how to win a fight against an opponent. And let me tell you that this time the one whose gunna get their butt whooped isn't me." Tommy just glared at him. He wanted to leave, but it seemed like his feet were glued to the floor.

"You've gotta stop running away or fighting out your problems. You have to face them or they're gunna to turn around and bite you." Yeager rubbed his temple. "Look man, I'm not Ben. No one can replace him, but I can try to be there the way he was for you. I saw the way you guys were. You were inseparable, like brothers. I know that his death hit you hard, but if there's one thing I know, it's that Ben didn't like seeing you unhappy. He wouldn't want to see you going through life this way. You might see it as a betrayal if you were with Lindy, but I think that Ben would see it as a relief. He would want someone that would protect her and care for her the way he would."

"He didn't trust me with her before," Tommy said softly.

Yeager chose his next words carefully. "I believe that Ben is looking down on us and he has seen the way you protect her, he would be proud of you. I think he believes that if anyone should be with Lindy it should be you, his best friend." He chuckled. "Besides, you're both stubborn as hell I'm sure he thinks you both deserve each other."

Tommy suppressed a laugh. "Yeager, why do you care so much? Why are you involving yourself in my life? It's not like you've asked out Sophia and it's obvious you like her."

"Who says I haven't asked her out? And I'm doing it because I see you walking around unhappy, with this haunted look in your eyes. God knows you deserve happiness Tommy and so does she. I believe that you two can help each other find it." Yeager clapped a hand on his shoulder, "I have to go teach a class right now, but I want you to think about what I said, okay?" And with that he was gone leaving Tommy staring after him feeling as though he had been dissected, examined, and finally bandaged up.

As soon as Lindy walked into her apartment she was assaulted by Sophia. "Oh my God, Lindy! Where have you been?" she cried jumping off of the couch where she had been sitting with Connor and running over to her as soon as she saw her. Sophia didn't even give her a chance to answer. "Guess what happened?" she squealed. Lindy looked over at Connor with her eyebrows raised questioningly. Connor only rolled his eyes and grinned at his friend's excitement. She looked back at Sophia, she hadn't seen her best friend this excited in a long time. She had a strong feeling as to what it was that was making her this way, but before she told her she decided to mess with her a bit.

"Hmmm," Lindy tapped her chin pretending to be deep in thought. "You were window shopping with Connor and you saw a pair of leopard print heels that you must have?"

"No." Sophia was clasping her hands together, her eyes bright. Lindy knew she wasn't going to be able to keep this up very long.

"Leonardo DiCaprio called and demanded that you open up your club so that he can have a birthday bash there?" She heard Connor snicker.

Sophia clutched her chest, "No, but how amazing would that be?" Sophia was literally hopping up and down with excitement, Lindy tried hard to keep a straight face. "Guess again."

"Connor's moving away?" Connor made a face at her behind Sophia's back. She couldn't resist taking a dig at him considering how many times he had done it to her. "No! Lindy, you are a terrible guesser!" She clutched Lindy's shoulders dramatically. "Yeager asked me out!"

Lindy laughed. That was exactly what she had thought from the very beginning. Sophia glared at her. "You knew didn't you? You were guessing wrong on purpose." She accused.

"I just had a feeling," Lindy admitted. "I'm happy for you." She said truthfully despite the surge of joy and then the pang she had gotten when Sophia told her, although she wasn't sure why. She leaned in to give her best friend a hug. Sophia squeezed her back hard but pulled back quickly. "Ew, Lindy. Why are you all sweaty? Where were you?" She took in her workout clothes and the duffel bag hanging from her shoulder. "You weren't running or else you wouldn't have taken your duffel with you. Were you at the gym?"

"Kind of." Lindy shifted uncomfortably. She didn't really want to go into details because she didn't want Sophia to think of her workout with Tommy as anything more than a workout. Sophia had a powerful imagination. "I was with Tommy, he was teaching me some self-defense."

Sophia raised an eyebrow at her and placed a hand on her hip. "Really?" she said in a neutral tone. "That was nice of him."

"Yeah," she turned so that Sophia wouldn't see the blush that she was sure was spreading on her cheeks. However, Sophia had eyes like a hawk and didn't miss it. "Oh my God, did something happen?"

"No, nothing at all." She felt like she was lying although technically she wasn't.

"Yes it did! You're blushing! You almost never blush."

"Nothing happened, she repeated." Sophia gave her one last dubious look. She was too excited about Yeager to exhaust herself trying to get anything out of Lindy. She turned back towards Connor and demanded that he help her find a dress for her date the following night, giving Lindy a chance to shower, for which she was grateful. The third degree could stop and besides she had never been much interested in fashion and wouldn't be of any help to Sophia. Especially considering that she literally owned a black and white wardrobe. Connor and Sophia disappeared into Sophia's bedroom while Lindy headed into the bathroom all the while wondering what it was that Tommy had wanted to tell her before he had been interrupted.