"How is the soon to be out of hell patient?" Jules felt like hugging Sara when she came into the room and saw her sitting on the bed, reading a science magazine. This was the Sara she wanted to see, alive, awake and already back into work business.

"Better. Did your mother tell you everything?"

"No, she isn't allowed to do so. But she did tell me that she suggested you should leave and not go to another hospital. People don't do the opposite of what mom suggested. It's an unwritten law."

"Okay, I try to remember that. She'll take care of me when I'm out of here. Of my head and my back."

"You got the best."

"Thanks to you."

"That's what family is for."

"We can tell them the truth, the 'family only' rule is gone. I'm allowed to have ordinary visitor."

"Does that mean Greg and me get divorced? That's a pity, he's cute."

"He is, yes." Sara didn't let Jules tease her. Not with Greg. Her best friend was cute and she was happy to have him. He had been here early in the morning after he finished his shift and promised to be back later.

"Do you know when you can leave?"

"The day after tomorrow. They'll organize home care. Apparently to make sure I don't have too many problems at home sitting in the wheel chair."

"You don't believe that."

"Jules, please. That might be a reason too but they want a watchdog to make sure I don't try to kill myself."

"Home care comes around twice a day, if you want to kill yourself there's plenty of time in between."

"I'm aware of that. They don't have to come at all, I won't kill myself. I've a promise to keep. Plus there are some reasons to stay alive."

"Like work?"

"Even outside work."

"Really?"

"Really." Sara smiled and squeezed Jules's hand. "I want to find out what will happen with us."

"What would you like to happen?"

"A lot. I want to spend a lot of time with you, get to know you."

"Want me to be your home care?"

"Then you have to live with Greg. He offered to be around when I go home and I took his offer."

"Isn't one person enough?"

"Depends on the people. You and Greg are fine."

"Okay, then I'll be there too. As your friend and not as a psychologist."

"Very good, two appointments per week with your mother are enough. I appreciate what you did for me, what she does for me but…" A knock on the door made Sara stop. "Come in if you're not a doctor."

"Hey." Jules protested with a smile.

"You're the only doctor who is allowed to be here whenever she wants…Sofia!?"

"Hi, I wanted to see how you are."

"Uhm…I'm all right…Detective Curtis meet Doctor Weinberg."

"I didn't know your doctor is in…"

"I'm not her physician."

"Oh, okay." Sofia was obviously not completely comfortable in her position.

"Why don't I let you talk alone? I've to get back to work anyway. Do you want a coffee and donuts later, Sara?"

"Yes. Decent coffee is hart to get here."

"Black?"

"Dark black."

"Order is taken. It was nice meeting you, Detective Curtis."

"You don't have to leave, Doctor Weinberg."

"Actually I do. There are patients waiting for me. Later Sara."

"Later Jules. Thanks."

"You're welcome."

Sara couldn't deny that she felt a little bit sad when Jules left the room. She wanted her around the whole day. Soon. When she could leave and Jules came with her. Spending the whole day with Greg and Jules sounded great.

"They said you're temporarily paralyzed."

"Yes. Why don't you sit down, Sofia? There's a free chair, no need to stand. And don't tell me you will leave in a minute or two. You didn't come here for two or three minutes. It's noon, you either worked until now or had a very short sleep period."

"I worked until now."

"Did you solve the case?"

"The suspect is in custody. He doesn't talk but we have all the evidence we need. He will pay for what he did to the family and to you, Sara. I'm so sorry what happened, he shouldn't have been there, we cleared the house, thought we cleared it."

"Sofia, he came in through a window because he forgot something. Greg told me about it, it wasn't your fault. Nor the fault of one of the officers. And if I had reacted faster I could have use my gun and stop him instead of having him me throwing down the stairs."

"You got hurt."

"Yes. And I'll be fine." She sounded confident, it surprised herself a bit. "And I guess it's an open secret that I tried to kill myself, so I tell you, I won't do it again. It was a stupid thing to do, unnecessary. There won't be any time in a mental facility, they let me get away with private consulting."

"That's good. I mean that you won't try it again. You scared me, Sara." The voice of the blonde was shaken and Sara saw, Sofia was fighting to hold back tears.

"Come here."

"What."

"Come here." Sara petted on the spot next to her. Sofia obeyed and sat next to Sara on the bed. Immediately she was pulled into the brunette's arms. "I'm fine. Really. Give me two or three weeks and I can walk again and will be as good as new."

"I liked the old Sara, don't need a new one."

"Maybe the old Sara needs some new arrangements."

"Like what?"

"Like therapy to chase her old demons away. There are a lot of things in my life you don't know of, Sofia."

"I was always aware of that."

"And you never asked questions you know I wouldn't answer. I appreciated and still appreciate it. This could be the time, the chance, to change that. I don't know but apparently I've the best therapist."

"Who's that?"

"Doctor Bendler."

"From what I've heard about her, she's the best. I saw her in court a few times. And the most expensive one. How do you pay her?"

"Isn't a smile from me more worth than money?"

"Yes. For me it is."

"Don't try to charm me."

"Never."

"All the time." Sara kissed Sofia's cheek. Their relationship had been short, very short. In less than a month they found out they weren't lovers, only friends. At least Sara found that out, Sofia had struggled a while, wanted to give them another chance. Now they were friends and even when it was sometimes odd or complicated, they managed to stay close. But not that close that they colleagues knew about them.

"You like it when a beautiful and charming blonde makes you some compliments."

"I do?"

"Yes. Tell me about Doctor Weinberg. What's her part of the puzzle?"

"She saved my life."

"Isn't she the department shrink?" Sofia was sure she had seen the other woman somewhere. Work related.

"Yes she is. But I know her from outside work."

"Sara Sidle is friend with a shrink. I never thought that could happen."

"Unfortunately the people don't introduce themselves as shrinks, sometimes you just don't know who stands in front of you."

"Didn't she introduce herself as Doctor Weinberg?"

"No. She strikes me as a person who doesn't care about her doctor title. Not unless it helps her, like getting into a hospital room because no nurse questions you when you say you're a doctor and want to see a patient."

"She must be special."

"Why?"

"You want her here. Like it or not, I know you a bit, Sara and having people around, especially when you're not well, isn't your cup of tea. Plus the only place you run into people outside work is a club and there's only one club you go to."

"You're my ex, it's none of your business."

"As your ex lover it isn't my business, no, as your current friend it is."

"Who said you're my friend?"

"I do. You did. It's all right, I won't ask more questions, except one: can I do something for you? Is there anything you need?"

"Actually yes. Could you get me some clothes? I hate these hospital clothes." Sara had been in her hospital shirt and shorts and she felt like she was about to get into a huge operation. She wanted her own clothes, her own toothbrush and her shampoo. Jules had never been in her condo and Greg…she wanted to ask Greg when he came here tonight. If Sofia did it even better, she knew where everything was.

"Sure. What do you need?"

"Everything for two or three days. I can go home then."

"Give me your keys and I get you your stuff."

"Thanks. This way I don't have to ask Greg if he does it tonight."

"You want Greg packing your undies?"

"Why not? I'm sure he doesn't have an undie fetish. He's my friend, I don't mind him getting through my things. He respects my private life."

"So do I." Sofia stroke softly over Sara's cheek. "Get some rest, you look tired. I bet they give you some strong pain killers. Sleep and when you wake up your clothes are almost there."

"Thanks Sofia."

"You're welcome. I see you soon."

"And I'll be happy to see you, I always am. Can you do me one more favor?"

"Whatever you want."

"Don't blame yourself, it wasn't your fault. You're the best detective in the world, you did everything right. Sometimes life plays unfair and there's nothing you can do."

"The next time I stay right next to you the whole time."

"All you want is stare at my ass while I work."

"That's a nice side effect of taking care of you. Get some rest, you're tired. I'll be back tonight." Sofia kissed Sara's cheek one more time. She was relieved to see Sara was better and hoped, it wouldn't take longer than two or three weeks before the brunette could walk again.