The shift ended after a relatively quiet night. The majority of the Squad still didn't accept Shane as part of the family, but Walsh did.

"Well you made it." Walsh smiled as they walked down the stairs of the fire house

"Yeah, thanks for making it bearable." Shane replied, his bag slung over his shoulder

"You'll be fine." Walsh replied

"So are you going to go see her today?" Shane asked as he noticed Walsh pause at the photo of Taylor on the wall.

"Thanks to your advice, yeah." Walsh smiled

"Something tells me that you are more than just friends with her." Shane said

"You study psychology or something?" Walsh laughed

Shane laughed as well. "No, it's just obvious."

They walked out the door of the open bay and to where their cars were parked.

"Damn, you drive that?" Walsh asked

Shane laughed. "Guess the military made me used to having a Hummer."

"It makes my Jeep look like a Matchbox car." Walsh said

"You'll get used to it; besides, it'll make cleaning the snow off your Jeep easier if I park beside you this winter." Shane laughed

"True. Have a good one!" Walsh said as he put the top down on his Jeep.

"You too." Shane replied

Taylor wanted to get an early jump on therapy. It helped her to pass the time by not being in the stark white walled hospital room.

The therapist was working with her to regain her upper body strength so they were doing things like a modified bench press.

Taylor was dressed in her gray FDNY t-shirt and navy blue sweats. Whenever she went to the gym to workout, that's what she dressed in. They were well worn, and in reality they needed replaced.

She worked for about 30 minutes twice a day and the muscle tone was starting to return. It was still a long way from being ready to go back to her job though.

"Wow!" The therapist said, "You keep doing it that easy and I'll have to figure something new for you to work on."

Taylor laughed, "I'm not your average everyday girl."

"I know." He laughed, "I don't know any other female firefighters so that alone makes you one of a kind."

"There's a few of us out there." Taylor laughed, "You've just never heard of us because we're so damn good."

He laughed with her.

"Now we gotta get you using those legs again." He smiled

"I would if they'd listen to me." Taylor replied

"Oh you talk to your legs now?" He asked

Taylor thought for a moment, "If I did would that make me a psych patient?"

"No, I'd just think you're schizophrenic or bipolar." He laughed

"Well I'm not either of those, so I think you're safe." Taylor replied. "Not like I could stalk you or anything."

"Then you'd be a psych patient." He laughed again.

"Okay, I think I'm done now." Taylor said as her muscles started to ache a bit

The therapist leaned over her and smiled, "Yeah, you should probably stop before you over exert yourself."

He helped her back into her wheelchair.

"Alright, this afternoon I don't want you working so hard." He said

"Is that for my safety?" She asked

"Yeah, I don't want you to hurt those muscles." He said as he ran his hands down her arms

Taylor shivered a little, his touch was slightly cold, but it felt good to her to have a man show a little affection to her.

"I'll try to keep them in tip top shape." She replied as he wheeled her back to her room.

"You do that." He smiled

Walsh pulled his Jeep into a parking space in front of the hospital. He felt weird for some reason. He thought that maybe it was because Shane could see his affection for Taylor; did that mean that everyone else could as well and they just never said anything? He walked towards the doors of the hospital, pausing as an ambulance drove by him.

"I can't go in empty handed." He thought to himself as he headed towards the gift shop.

He found a balloon and a small bunch of flowers, paid for them and then headed up the elevator. As the doors opened he could see Taylor being wheeled up the hall towards her room. She was smiling as she was talking to the man pushing her chair.

His heart sank and he suddenly wondered if he was over stepping his friendship. Before he could close the doors he heard her shout down the hall.

"Billy!" She yelled

Walsh stepped off of the elevator and headed towards her…