The next morning, on about four hours of sleep and as many cups of coffee, Megan arrived just minutes after Kate, and when she passed by her office, the blonde popped her head up from her desk at the sound of Megan's heels.

"Good morning, Dr. Murphy." Megan breathed, a little more seductively than she knew was professional.

"Morning, Megan," Kate answered, pointedly. "Sleep well?"

"Not particularly," Megan replied through a smile.

Kate smirked and shifted in her chair. "Neither did I. I suggest you get to work so maybe we can get out of here a little earlier than last night."

"You got it boss."

As the day rolled on, it almost looked like they wouldn't meet their deadline. But, with the help of the brilliant and decidedly lovable Ethan, Megan was able to pull it off just before 5 p.m. After calling Bud and Samantha to go make their arrest, Megan, a little exhausted but more so relieved, lightly tapped on the glass door to Kate's office. Kate looked up briefly before saying "You can come in. Shut the door behind you."

Megan gulped and did as she was told. She walked slowly up to the front of Kate's desk as she watched the blonde continue to scrawl on the papers before her. Megan began to feel a little anxious. She folded her hands in front of her grey pencil skirt and waited for Kate to look up, which she did moments later. She leaned back in her chair and scanned Megan's body from the bottom up, taking her time. Megan shifted a little from one foot to the other until Kate finally spoke.

"Excellent job, Dr. Hunt."

Megan exhaled loudly. She hadn't realized she was holding her breath.

"You too. It was a team effort, as usual."

"Yes, but you never fail to amaze me. Had it not been for you, Doug wouldn't have gotten the justice he deserves."

Megan simply smiled, knowing it was true.

"I do what I can. Plus, I had a little extra motivation this time."

"What might that be?" Kate playfully asked.

"I believe I wrapped things up just in time to take someone out to dinner."

Kate got up from her chair and came around to the front of her desk, where she perched herself on the edge, inches away from Megan. Her tight, black silk skirt and matching button down top stretched a little as she sat, hugging her curves even tighter than usual. Megan tried not to greedily stare, but let her eyes wonder for just a moment before returning them to meet the two pools of blue in front of her.

"I think it's really sweet that you want to court me, Megan. I fully appreciate it and plan on taking you up on the offer. But I want you to know," she glanced behind them through the glass to see if anyone was watching before hooking one finger through the front of Megan's purple sweater, gently stroking her abdomen, "I'm not as hard to get as I may seem."

"…No?" Megan breathed out, her eyes narrowing as she leaned in to the touch.

"No. In fact, I can be pretty easy sometimes, under the right circumstances." She found Megan's belly button and gently placed her finger in it before pushing down a little more firmly. Megan let out a tiny moan.

Just then, Ethan opened the door. Though the two were standing at such an angle that it was unlikely he saw anything, their close proximity may have been a giveaway.

"Dr. Mur...Oh, Megan. I... Sorry, I was just bringing you one more report to sign off on before…well…"

Megan stepped aside as Kate stuck her hand out to receive the report from Ethan. "Thanks," he offered before taking a brief look back and forth between the two women and smiling a little awkwardly. Now Megan was fully aware that she was holding her breath.

"Go home, Ethan. Get some rest," Kate ordered.

"Thanks, I will. Y-you too. Goodnight ladies."

As Ethan closed the door, Megan sighed and brought her fingers to her temples, massaging them. "Are we crazy?"

"No, he's crazy for not knocking first. I have to remember to talk to him about that, again, on Monday."

"Do you think he saw? He probably saw."

"If he did he won't say anything. He's a keeper, that one. No matter how often he trips over his shoelaces and forgets his own name."

They both laughed softly before locking eyes. It was nice to have someone to share a laugh with at the end of the day.

"So," Kate broke in. "What are you in the mood for?"

The laughing continued as the two sat in the corner at Magastrano's Bistro, steadily working on a bottle of Malbec and two plates of steamed mussels over linguini.

"I can't believe Peter said that to you! He really thinks he's God's gift to women, doesn't he?"

"Truly," Kate agreed. "Though that was years ago, before I was Chief. He's too afraid of me now. Instead, he seems to have fully diverted his attentions to you. I don't know how you can stand working so close to him."

"Well, he's not that bad when he's not offering me tips on mothering or breathing down my neck while I'm performing cerebral dissections."

"If he tries anything more with you other than bestowing life lessons, let me know. I was never thrilled Bud assigned him to us anyway. If he makes you even the slightest bit uncomfortable, tell me and I will give him the axe."

"Possessive much?"

Kate's mouth gaped. "Not at all. I just don't mess around when it comes to sexual harassment. In my earlier years, I let things slide. I didn't realize until later how much it affected me. Now I refuse to allow anyone that works for me to have to suffer that kind of nonsense."

"I see. I like it."

"Mhm."

"So," Megan slipped her right foot out of her nude Prada pump and began sliding her toes up and down Kate's calf, "It wouldn't make you even the slightest bit jealous if he asked me out?"

Kate put her wine glass down and reached across the booth for Megan's hand, taking it in hers and rubbing her thumb expertly into the palm. She watched Megan's pupils dilate.

"I wouldn't be happy about it, but at this point I'm pretty sure I'd have nothing to worry about."

"You're pretty sure of yourself, huh?"

Kate shot her a look that dripped with disbelief. Megan leaned a little closer, and whispered "You should be."

Kate relaxed and resumed rubbing Megan's palm for a moment before returning to her wine and taking a big sip.

"Finish your wine, Dr. Hunt. It's time to go home."