"Hey Nicki," Eddie said, sliding into the open kitchen chair next to the teenager.

Nicki looked up glumly, "Oh, hey. What's up?" She cast her eyes back down at her phone and gnawed anxiously at her lower lip.

Eddie frowned, "You okay?"

"Huh?" Nicki looked up again, mildly startled.

Eddie gestured to the cell phone clutched tightly in Nicki's hand, "Waiting on nuclear launch codes or something?"

"No," Nicki sighed with a roll of her eyes. And then she muttered, "worse. Boys."

"Ahhh," Eddie leaned back in her chair with an understanding and sympathetic sigh, "Boys can be worse than nuclear war. I will agree to that."

Nicki offered up a small smile and Eddie felt a little better that she could brighten the girl's mood.

"Wanna talk about it?" she asked gently, knowing how much teenagers hated to talk to adults about their love lives.

So she didn't feel too bad when Nicki shook her head and said, "Sorry, not right not. Not really."

Eddie was about to nod and leave Nicki to her boy troubles, when and idea struck.

"How do you feel about a girls' day?" she asked, leaning forward on her elbows, a sunny smile forming on her face.

Nicki raised an eyebrow and looked at her uncle's girlfriend, "I feel…very good about them. What do you have in mind?"

"I think some mani-pedis and ice cream solve any sort of boy problems," Eddie grinned, grabbing her phone off of the counter, "Let's go."

Nicki followed Eddie out the door and the two women headed off to Manhattan in one of the spare cars that were always hanging about the Reagan home.

"Eddie?" Nicki said hesitantly as their feet soaked in the nail salon's footbaths.

"Mmm?" Eddie hummed, flipping through an old issue of a tabloid magazine.

"Do boys ever stop being stupid?" Nick I blurted out the whole story of the boy she was "sort of, kinda" seeing and how he had been flirting with a friend of hers, but he has said it meant nothing, "And now he's not answering any of my messages."

Eddie kept her face passive as she listened, not wanting to let a broad smile betray just how excited she was that Nicki was confiding in her.

But now, she dropped the magazine to her lap and let out a low whistle, "Jeez, Nicki, sounds like this guy's put you though a lot recently."

Nicki nodded, "I don't even know if he's worth it."

"I mean, if you're thinking like that, then he probably isn't," Eddie tried to be as honest as possible while still being aware of Nicki's feelings.

Nicki sighed, "I guess." She paused, "How did you know Uncle Jamie was worth it?"

"Good question," Eddie laughed, "I'm not sure, really. We were just friends first, which gives you an extra level of comfort with a person. He was just always there for me, even when I was an asshole to him."

Nicki grinned, "You? An asshole? I don't buy it. You're like the nicest, bubbliest person ever."

"Believe it, kiddo," Eddie said, giving Nicki a sort of half grin, "There were a couple of things that happened with my parents and IA which stressed us both out. But Jamie didn't bolt, didn't even switch partners when he was given the chance. So that really solidified his place as a keeper."

"So basically," Nicki said, "You want to find someone that'll stick around even when things are tough?"

"Basically," Eddie said, stepping carefully into her flip-flops, "guys are difficult, but the right one for you is definitely out there. And who knows? You could meet him tomorrow."

Impulsively, Nicki rushed forward and hugged Eddie tightly.

"Thanks, Aunt Eddie," she whispered, "I feel so much better."

Eddie blinked against the sudden tears as she hugged Nicki back.

"My pleasure, kiddo. If you ever need more mediocre advice, you know where to find me."

A/N: Happy day after Blue Blood premiere day! Lol. I know this chapter has been a long time coming, but life kind of got in the way. Anyway, I hope you enjoy this one! Just Jack, Sean, and Jamie left before this story comes to an end. :)