A/N More intrigue at the Plaza Hotel for Jamie and Eddie. Thanks so much for reading and for your nice reviews. :-)

Eddie pulled on a pair of black leather pants, cursing herself because they were slightly snug at the waist. She paired them with a deep, low cut crepe top and a black and white jacket and assessed her reflection in the mirror. She told herself it was for the UC, trying to bait Eric, but wondered which man she was really dressing like a present for. She shook her head and slipped on a pair of four inch heels.

Jamie was in the living room on the phone to Danny. "We're having dinner with Green and just about to head downstairs. We should have more to go on in the morning so I'll call you then," he said, clicking the phone off.

"Did your brother have any new information on Eric?"

"No, they're still going through records to see what else they can find." He couldn't resist checking her out. "You look amazing, for an old married lady."

She liked his teasing and was glad to see a hint of a smile. She could tell he was preoccupied with something but didn't know what. The case? Her plans with Bill? She decided to tread lightly and maybe he would open up during the weekend. "Very funny." She tugged on her jacket to straighten it. "I'm trying to lure Eric. What do you think?" She asked turning to face him for inspection.

His eyes looked approvingly up and down her body, pausing where the leather hugged her hips and the crepe fabric of her top framed her revealing cleavage. "I think you're going to lure every man in the hotel."

"Wait," she said pulling a small box out of her purse. "We forgot to put on the wedding bling that the department gave me. I took the liberty of picking one out for you." She held out a yellow gold band.

Jamie took the ring and slid it on his left ring finger. He flexed his hand, assessing the unfamiliar jewelry. He looked at the wedding ring Eddie had selected for herself, a white gold set with a diamond solitaire and two pink sapphires on either side. It reminded him of his mother's rings. He watched as she slid it on, and the jewels came to life, sparkling on her finger. "It suits you."

She smiled at him and reached for his hand. "Let's hit it."

~~00~~00~~

The Plaza dining room was elegant but comfortable, with white table cloths and flickering votive candles. Jamie sat listening to Eddie and Eric reminisce about their high school days. Despite the UC assignment, he enjoyed hearing them commiserate.

"I secretly had a crush on you, you know," Eric confessed as he leaned over the table. "But I'm sure you knew that." His tone was sincere and sentimental. He glanced at Jamie. "I hope it doesn't bother you that I said that?"

Jamie shook his head. "Not at all. I know the feeling."

Eddie pretended to be surprised. "Oh, come on. "

"Really, it's true. I never said anything because you were always on the arm of some football player and we were buds, so I was happy to have the friendship that we did." Eric took a long sip of wine, deciding to change the subject. "But you two are great together. How did you meet?"

"At work," Eddie said.

"Like ninety percent of couples." Eric was intrigued. "How did you know he was the one?"

Eddie thought for a moment knowing she could answer truthfully. "Because you see someone everyday and then one day you sit down next to him in the car and realize you can't imagine the rest of your life without him. Love is simple. It's not complicated."

Jamie arched a brow, reflecting on the conversation they had. "I thought you once said love is complicated and made up of many components?"

She looked at him, feeling awkward about her transparency. "Not when it's with the right person." She diverted her eyes back to Eric.

"That's exactly right," Eric chimed in. "Couples with an authentic bond like yours all have that in common—that magic moment. The two of you share such a fantastic bond. I have to share that you scored the highest of all of the couples in the seminar on the quiz!"

Jamie was surprised. "You're kidding?"

"No, honestly," he added, "you aligned on almost every question. Even number twelve."

Eddie leaned forward. "Which question was number twelve?"

"You know, your favorite name for a baby. You both entered the same name. Joseph. Most couples aren't that in tune with each other. You even picked the same gender. It's special with you guys, I can tell." Eric's phone vibrated on the table. "Oh sorry, it's my business partner so I need to take this. Excuse me." He stood up from the table and disappeared to take his call.

Jamie picked up the wine bottle and refilled their glasses. "What made you pick that name?"

Eddie took a sip and shrugged. "He was your brother and I know how much Joe meant to you. I guess it just made sense that if we had a baby we would name it after Joe." She smiled and put the glass under her nose and took a whiff, breathing in the deep earthy cabernet aroma.

Jamie stretched an arm around her and slid his hand over her back, a subtle caress. He leaned forward and whispered quietly. "That means a lot. Thanks." He could smell her perfume, something smoky and sweet.

She smiled at him, enjoying the feel of his warm palm moving up and down her back. "Just remember if we ever have a girl we need to name her for my grandmother."

"What was her name?"

"Zorma."

"Zorma?" Jamie chuckled and held his wine glass up against hers. "Ok, Zorma and Joe it is," he announced playfully as their glasses made a gentle clinking sound to seal their promise.

While Eric was still on the phone, and her partner was handing out back rubs and toasts, she decided it was as good a time as any to pry. "So Reagan, you've seemed a little preoccupied. What's going on?"

He shook his head. "Nothing important." He changed the subject. "Are you getting vibes from Green?"

She knew he was changing the subject, and not just to talk about the case, but she went along. "No, but I need to find a way to be alone with him. You could pretend to feel sick and go up to the room?"

He thought that through and didn't like the idea. "And leave you alone with him for rest of the night? I'm not sure that's such a great idea, Eddie."

"Come on, Reagan, this is what cops do on a UC."

"I don't need a lecture on how to run an undercover op, Eddie."

She tried to keep her voice down. "It's not a lecture. I just want you to trust me."

He glanced over his shoulder and whispered. "It's not about trust. And you know I trust you but there's a lot of evidence surrounding Green and a terrorist cell, and I just don't think it's a good idea."

"Because I can't handle myself? "

He rolled his eyes. "Here we go…"

"Come on, Reagan, how dangerous can it get in the middle of the dining room at the Plaza Hotel?"

Jamie held his hands out in resignation. If she wanted to be alone with Green, so be it. "Fine, whatever."

Eric returned from across the dining room and sat down. "Sorry about that. Business call." He set the phone down. "Hey, I had a brilliant idea. Since you are our top scoring couple on the session quiz I was wondering if you'd be willing to be guinea pigs for an exercise we always do on the second day? I need a volunteer couple and you guys would be perfect! What do you say?" His face was animated with enthusiasm.

Eddie and Jamie looked at each other and before he could object, she agreed. "Sure, why not. We're here for the whole experience. Right, honey?"

"Yeah, sure, the whole experience…honey." Jamie took another pull from his wine glass.

Eric rubbed his hands together. "This is so great! You guys are going to love it."

Jamie pushed himself away from the table. "I'm going to talk with the front desk about the t.v. that doesn't work in our room, Eddie, so I'll see you upstairs. Ok?" She nodded as he said goodnight to Eric and walked toward the door.

Eric watched him leave and looked back at her. "Everything ok?"

"Absolutely, we've just got a problem with one of the t.v.'s in the room. It's all good." She said, as her eyes continued looking over Eric's shoulder, following Jamie as he walked in to the lobby.

~~00~~00~~

Jamie decided to take a walk, wandering down the street from the hotel. The evening was quiet, the air cool and crisp, and the area seemed nice and uneventful. An NYPD patrol car drove past him. He thought about Eddie and their night tours and wished she was walking with him. He noticed a couple, hand in hand, walking from the park across the street and in to the hotel, laughing and sharing a secret as they headed to their room. He tried to remember the last time he was in a hotel room with a woman. It had been too long.

Suddenly the RMP's lights turned on, the siren startled the quiet night, and it sped off in to the city. He looked at his watch and realized it had been over an hour since he left Eddie with Green, so he headed back up to the room.

~~00~~00~~

Eddie sat stretched out on the bed, her door ajar to the living room. She looked up when she heard the key card in the main door. She listened as Jamie kibitzed and changed his clothes, the sound of hangars being hung, and keys and coin change being arranged on a table. He didn't say anything and she waited before getting up, but just as she was about to he knocked softly on her door. "Hey, Eddie. Can I come in?"

She sat up straighter. "Yeah, sure."

He was wearing sweats and a t-shirt, and was carrying the glass vase with the pink rose. "You forgot your flower." He said as he set it down on the night stand next to her.

She smiled noticing the rose bud was opening, its pale pink petals revealing a dark magenta center. "Thanks. Where'd you go?"

"I went out for a walk. It's beautiful out. How did it go with Green? Anything we can use?"

"Nope. We talked about his years in the Ivy League, how he got in to marriage counseling, laughed about a couple of people we knew in high school, and then called it a night. I got back to the room about thirty minutes ago."

He scratched his head. "Ok, well, for what it's worth I'm glad you had a chance to be alone with him to try to flush him out. It was good idea."

"Sorry for making a federal case about it. I just wish it had given us something more to go on. I'm not sure he's the guy in all this, Jamie."

"Maybe tomorrow something will crystalize." He remembered he had picked her phone up off the coffee table. "Oh, here, you left this in the other room." He held it out to her. She looked at the device with disdain and took it reluctantly. "What's the matter? You hear from Biff?"

She eyed him. "Bob, and yes, unfortunately. He sent me this text." She held the phone up so he could read it.

Jamie looked at the glowing screen and read the message: You disappoint me in every way. Its glaring tone made his jaw clench. "What's his problem? He talks to you like this?"

She exhaled. "He's ticked off about the weekend."

"Give me that," he said, snatching the phone out of her hand. "The guy's a jackass," Jamie said as his fingers moved over the smart screen.

"Reagan what are you doing?" She leaned up on the bed reaching for the phone in his hands, but he raised his arms in the air, too high for her. "Reagan, give me my phone!" She stood up on the mattress, both arms around him trying to get her phone, making him laugh in the process.

He held the device above their heads. "Are you in love with him?" He asked playfully but hesitantly as his thumb hovered over the 'send' button. "Are you?"

She wobbled and reached out and grabbed his shoulder to steady herself, as much to answer the question as to stay on her feet. "No." She shook her head. "Of course not."

He had always sensed it but was glad he could see it in her eyes and hear her say it. His thumb pressed 'send', shooting the text off to what's-his-name. He laughed and handed the device back to her. "Don't say I never did you any favors."

Eddie looked at the screen and recited the message he'd just sent. "I'm the best thing that's ever happened to you and you're an idiot." Her eyes popped in surprise and she looked at him. "I can't believe you sent that!"

"Well it's true! Any guy who talks to a woman like that deserves it." He stood looking at her as she still stood on the mattress. He put a hand on her waist to help her balance as she sat back down. "It's his…"

"Loss…" she finished for him, just as he had told another unsuitable type last year.

He shrugged. "Yeah, well, it's true." The room fell silent as they looked at each other and he noticed the clock on the nightstand. "It's getting late. The seminar starts at nine. Better hit the sack." His voice was soft and earnest. "I'll see you in the morning."

"Good night," she said, settling back down in her bed. As he walked back in to the living room he left her door ajar, leaving them adjoined as though they were in the same space and not divided by a wall. Eddie set her phone on the table, feeling for the first time in five months that she wasn't headed in the wrong direction. To hell with the Hamptons, she thought, as she closed her eyes and drifted off.

The seminar group was gathering, attendees milling about, and Jamie and Eddie were getting coffee at the catering table. Eric arrived, well dressed in another suit, and walked over to them. "Good morning, you two! Dinner last night was fun."

Eddie smiled. "It was so great to catch up. Maybe we can do it again tonight?" She was angling for another shot at getting some evidence from him.

Eric nodded. "Well, tonight is the seminar dinner, so we'll all be meeting for drinks and dining together in the private salon. Very elegant," he added with an impressed whisper. "But for now we need to talk about the activity you've volunteered for."

"Oh, right. What are we doing exactly?" She and Jamie stood waiting their assignment.

Eric spoke as though he were revealing a secret. "You're going to renew your vows in front of the group!"

Jamie felt stunned. "What do you mean renew our vows?"

Eric waved over his business partner. "My colleague, Roger, is also an ordained minister and he can renew your vows for you. It's always a hit at this seminar and really touches people, right to the core, you know?"

Jamie put his hands in his pockets. "Yeah, it's doing something to my core right now. But I don't think Eddie and I need to renew our vows. We just said them two and half years ago."

"Even better," Eric said, "It sets a wonderful standard. You two are role models for marriage, really. Roger and I just need to get a few things arranged and we'll be ready to kick it off. I'll be back in a minute"

Eddie spoke under breath. "Look Reagan, we're here to gain his trust, right? This is a good way of doing that."

"Yeah, but that guy is an actual minster, Eddie. I think this might be the real deal!" His face and his voice revealed his panic. "And we're both Catholic!"

"Stop looking like you're going to the guillotine. It's just a little marriage ceremony, probably not even legal, and we can get the department to cancel everything."

"Probably not even legal? Do you hear yourself?"

"C'mon, you're an attorney, Jamie; you know this won't mean anything. Right? I mean, won't this just be more symbolic?"

He thought back to his law classes trying to remember marriage statutes. "Maybe so long as there isn't a state license involved. But…"

Roger, the ordained counselor, walked up and shook their hands. "This is really exciting! I have a few documents for you that I've prepared." He opened a folder. "A ceremony certificate, which is a nice keepsake."

Eddie nodded anxiously. "See, honey, it's just a keepsake."

Roger pulled out another form. "And the license from the state, so it's just as exciting as it was the first time!"

Jamie pressed his lips together, his mind reeling. They should stop this insanity right now, but Eddie made a valid point. Gaining Green's trust, and maintaining their cover, was essential to getting underneath the alleged terrorist cell. He knew they could get it annulled, but it would still remain on their record. He hastily tried to remember the rules about annulments in the Catholic Church. Eddie's voice drew him back to the moment.

She whispered frantically. "Reagan, you're the lawyer. This is all copacetic, right? I mean we can have it annulled without any hiccups with the church, can't we?"

He bent is head whispering in her ear. "If I remember my marriage law classes correctly, and the church position on this, I think it's easy to annul as long as the marriage isn't consummated."

She looked relieved. "Oh, well, if anyone knows a thing or two about not consummating anything, it's us. We're good."

Eric returned a wide smile on his face. "OK, you two love birds, let's get married!"