A/N: See intro for the standard stuff. Come on. If I really owned Flack he'd have a better girlfriend than Devon. Thank you for the reviews. It's always great to hear from people. The crickets sometimes get a little loud.

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Tess pulled off I-94 and headed for the terminals. She dug out her cell phone and held down a speed dial button. While she waited for it to connect, she wove her way carefully though traffic.

"Hi. I just got off the freeway."

"Are ya talkin' while yer drivin'?"

"Yes. I'm in the airport and going slow," Tess huffed. "I just need to know what airlines you came in on. I forgot to ask and I need to know where you are. I can't just bring you up on the GPS."

"Northwest. Now git off the phone."

"Fine, Officer Safety. I'll swing by there soon. Bye."

"Then I'll git out ta the curb. As soon as I figure out where that is. An' that's Detective Safety. I'm no beat cop. I passed my exams. Bye." Tess snapped her phone shut and shook her head. She had to circle through the airport complex and past the arrivals gates twice before she finally spotted Don. He flagged her down and she maneuvered her way to the curb. Tess popped the door locks. Don tossed his bag into the back seat and slid into the front next to Tess. She glanced over her shoulder and pulled back into traffic. Don looked her over. Tess grew unconfortable under his probing stare.

"What?" she asked keeping her eyes out for other people not paying attention.

"Did ya sleep at all last night?" Tess ignored his question as she wound her way out of the airport and back to the freeway. "Tess?"

"Do I look that bad?" Tess reached up and pushed her glasses up her nose. A red Probe cut right across her nose. She lay on the horn and gripped the steering wheel hard.

"Ya look like ya haven't slept."

Her eyes briefly flickered his way. "That would be pretty accurate." Don swore under his breath. "What? Did you get any sleep?" she grumbled.

"Just a couple of hours," he admitted.

"Well then, don't pick at me."

"Git off on this exit."

"Why? I can drive." Tess drove past the exit. Don swore again. He took a deep breath.

"Tess, please git off the road," he requested calmly.

Tess could feel her face turning red. "I am fine," she said tightly.

"Okay. You can drive jus' fine. I'd still like ya ta pull over for a minute."

Tess said nothing. Her lips were drawn in a tight line. She pulled off on the next exit and into a gas station. She slammed the car into park and turned off the engine. Tess sat back with a bounce and glared at Don.

"So, I pulled off. Now what?"

"Could ya git out of the car?"

Tess folded her arms over her chest. "I told you that I was fine and that I can drive." Her voice rose in volume and pitch. She watched anger and frustration flash over Don's face as he fought the urge to snap back at her.

"I heard ya, Sweetheart. Would ya still please git outta the car?"

Tess unsnapped her belt and wrenched the car door open. She got out, slammed the door and leaned heavily against the car, arms crossed. She was breathing heavily when Don finally made his way over in front of her. She glared at the toes of his shoes. Don suddenly pulled her into a tight embrace. He felt her stiffen in confusion and gripped her tighter. Tess tilted her head up to look into his face. Don's lips crashed into hers for a searing kiss. Tess' hands slipped up to his jacket collar so she could hold on. Don ended the kiss, keeping Tess tight against him and leaning his forehead on hers. Both were panting slightly.

"Oh," she said, her anger completely extinguished.

"Do ya git it now?"

"Yeah. I think you spelled it out loud and clear." Tess leaned back so she could see his face. His eyes were damp. Tess sucked in her breath and felt an answering prickle in her eyes. Her knees started to buckle, so she leaned against the car. Don closed his eyes and shook his head.

"Please, Tess. Sweetheart, don't cry. I've been barely holdin' it together the last twelve hours as it is." He pulled Tess back against him and rubbing his cheek against her hair. "I can't decide if I want ta keep holdin' ya or if I wanna git back in the car and keep warm." With his crack the tension snapped. Tess leaned back and looked up into his eyes. She smiled a little.

"My love isn't keeping you warm enough?" She tugged on his watch cap. "You have a hat at least. Doesn't it help?"

Don grinned back at her. "'Fraid not. But I do have scorch marks from yer temper."

Tess colored slightly. "I'm sorry," she mumbled.

Don traced his thumbs over her cheeks. Tess was amazed at the raw emotion she saw in his eyes. Don looked up at the leaden sky. "God. Tess." Don swallowed. "When yer brother called… I was playin' pool at Danny's. I couldn't git outta there fast enough. I heard you had gone into Emergency an' I was sick. I got out ta the sidewalk just on time ta puke. All that kept runnin' through my mind was that you were losin' our baby." He swallowed again. "An' I wasn't even in the same state," he ended on a whisper.

Tess reached up and tilted Don's face back down. Again she was blown away by what she saw in his deep blue eyes. "I love you, Donald Flack Jr. Marry me." The words just spilled out. Tess almost laughed at the confusion that filled his face.

"'Cuse me?"

"I said, 'Marry me.' Your hat interfering with your hearing?"

"Yer serious?" Tess nodded. Don tilted his head slightly to the side. "I've been buggin' ya for weeks and now…" Don shook his head and a grin split his face. He picked Tess up and spun around. Tess beat on his shoulders.

"Put me down. It's slippery out here. We're going to fall."

Don set her back down. He framed her face with his hands. "Too late for that. I fell a while back." He leaned in close to her. "Are ya sure, Tess?" Tess just smiled and nodded. Don grinned again and kissed her breathless. He stepped away. "We need ta get a move on. I meant it about feelin' cold." Don gave Tess a quick kiss and opened the car door. Tess slid back behind the steering wheel. She started the car, buckled up and waited for Don to get in. "Okay. Off we go." Tess shook her head a little. "What?"

"Guess I can't kill Adam now. If he hadn't called you wouldn't be here."

Don took one of Tess' hands and kissed it. "I think killin' him would be a bad idea. But I wouldn't exactly let him off da hook either."

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