Everything suddenly got so crazy and confusing.

One thing happened…

Then seemed to be forgotten…

One month later…

Here we are.

Back at the beginning.

Christine was trying not to admit her feelings for Harry.

Harry was sort of the same way, but he knew deep down there was no denying them.

Christine kept trying to talk to Roz but every time she almost got it out of her there seemed to be some distraction stopping the conversation.

Harry was trying to avoid Christine as much as he could, and Christine was trying to avoid Harry as much as she could. Not because they were mad at each other or embarrassed by the cards, in fact, Harry didn't even know Christine had gotten a card. Christine wasn't 100% sure that Harry at gotten the same card she did, she just assumed. Roz had given her a card the same day, and Mac and Roz are the two people who knew.

Yes, they all knew, but Dan didn't really seem to care, he was far more interested in his own love life, if you could even truly call it that. Bull was in his own little world most of the time. Though, occasionally he would hint to Harry that Christine and him should be together.

Another long week went by.

Neither Harry nor Christine could take this stress much longer. They couldn't stop thinking about each other. It wouldn't have been as bad if it hadn't distracted them from their work.

"Defense… defense?"

Christine kept staring at the files in her hands.

Dan was getting really annoyed with this whole thing. It was getting extremely late and he had a date. This was also happening all week and he had had enough.

He tried to be patient but he didn't have all night.

"Miss Sullivan… Earth to Miss Sullivan!"

Christine looked up, "Oh… hi… what?"

"Defense!"

"Oh yeah… what case is this?"

Dan finally snapped.

"What case is this? What case is this! Are you loosing it? People versus Nickels! You got it now! People versus Nickels! The charge is vandalism! Vandalism!"

Everything in the courtroom was silent.

Christine was shocked, startled, and humiliated at the same time.

"Oh… sorry… my client pleads guilty…"

Everything was still quiet.

Mac nudged Harry.

"Your Honor?"

"Oh… defense?"

Dan could not believe that Harry had missed his whole outburst.

It probably would have been better if it stayed that way, but Dan just couldn't take it any longer.

"Both of you! Are you serious? Do you people forget where we are? You both are here, in the court! Where you, Christine, are a lawyer, a defense attorney! Your job is to defend the people! Harry, you are a judge! You decide if the people are guilty or not! Both of you are being stupid! Everyone knows that you two love each other! Everyone can see it! Even I can see it! Could you two just admit it so we can get some work done and get on with our lives!"

There was not one little sound in the room. You can't even imagine anything more silent.

Harry and Christine have never been so humiliated in their entire lives.

How could a stupid kiss cause so much chaos?

Christine was holding back tears with all her might. She ran out of the room as if there was a blazing, out of control fire after her.

Harry sat still for a second. He didn't know what to do.

To everyone's surprise he ran after her.

As he tried to find her, he thought.

How? Why? Dan of all people! That kiss! Mac! Roz! The card! The freaking holly!

He was not going to even bother calling it mistletoe. There was no point now. If they hadn't been so impulsive, they wouldn't be in this awful mess.

Where the hell is she?

He must have searched all over the 18th floor. Except for…

Oh… this should add to all the fun.

He slowly walked into the ladies room. Luckily, he had finally found her.

She was sitting on the floor against the wall, crying her eyes out.

Harry sat down next to her and wrapped his arms around her.

"There, there Christine… don't cry. I know that that was humiliating, but we'll get through it."

She continued to cry.

"Oh come on! Someone saw us kiss, and then it made this happen! It's insane! Downright insane! This is over a month after it happened! This should have been over a week after it happened at the latest! But no! Now we have a room full of people that heard Dan yell that we love each other! But why should I worry? Everyone is over this whole kiss thing… now they have this! Will this ever end?"

She cried harder.

Harry was about to speak until he looked up and saw a bog lady standing in front of them, staring.

"Do you mind?"

The lady shrugged her shoulders and left.

Christine rolled her eyes.

"Great, add one more person to the list."

"I wouldn't worry about her. Who is she going to tell? The president?" he nudged her playfully hoping to cheer her up a bit.

That failed.

"How are you making light of this? Did you not see what happened out there?"

"Of course I did, but there's nothing we can do about it. It was said and that's final."

"So you're telling me that this doesn't bother you?"

"It bothers me quite a bit, in fact, it infuriates me!"

"Oh…" she wiped her eyes.

That sat quietly for a moment.

Christine spoke up.

"So what are we going to do about this?"

Harry sighed, "I have no idea…"

"You know, part of me just wants to quit so I don't have to face any of them!"

"I know, but that's not the answer."

"I know…"

"I think you could use a vacation."

Christine looked confused, "What?"

"You know, a vacation. Where you take time for yourself and relax."

"I know what a vacation is. Why do you say I need one?"

"Take a look around… you've had probably the most stressful and embarrassing past couple weeks of your life… Now, you're hiding in a restroom. I think you could use a week off."

"I guess you're right…" she sighed, "but what about you? The past couple weeks weren't a picnic for you either."

"Don't you worry about me." He stood up and held out his hand to help Christine up. "I just want you to go home, and take the next week off."

Christine smiled, "Thanks, Harry…" she hugged him, and then left.

She probably would have kissed him if she could.

Christine thought as she headed for her car.

Why do these things have to happen? I wish I could tell if this is fate pushing us together or if it's me being crazy.

Harry's right… I really do need a vacation.

After Christine left, Harry stood in the bathroom.

Hopefully she will be able to relax and sort all this out.

Now, I have to figure out how I'm going to sort all this out. I also have to figure out how I'm going to face the others.

This should be fun.

Once again another women walked in and looked at Harry.

"I know what you're thinking so don't even say it."

He made sure he got out of there before the women had the chance to say anything.

To think we thought this was all over.

Nope. This is just the beginning of the next chapter.