A/N I decidedto use A.M. and P.M. cause everyone knows what that is, and some Americans/Canadians/whoever uses am and pm have trouble with 24-hour notation.

I mixed the Flashpoint-universe up a little. Sam and Jules are dating, but I won't give them much or any attention. They get enough of that here on fanfiction.

Previously:

"Let me drive you."

"I'd rather walk, but thanks."

Greg watched her walk away and then walked back to the couch. He sat down and let his head fall into his hands. "I'm in deep shit." He told himself out loud. He just hoped it wouldn't get awkward at work. It's not like anything actually happened. Right?

..

Zoë spent the next few days shopping. She wanted to invite Greg, since he had offered, but he had to work. Besides, if he went shopping with her.. Let's just say she didn't trust herself to shop instead of look at him. Her meeting with the real estate agent last Sunday was good. She transferred the payment and got the keys an hour later. It was Tuesday now, she was sitting on her kitchen counter in her new house. Waiting for the furniture to be delivered. She looked at her watch again. 2:18 P.M. Why is it that when they say. 'We'll deliver it between 10 a.m. and 3 p.m.' It's usually more towards 3 than 10… Her doorbell finally rang. The man put all the furniture exactly where she wanted it. She had to pay a little extra for that but she couldn't do it herself. She looked around, she now had a bedroom, living room and three guestrooms completely furnished. Why she needed three guestrooms she had no idea. She left one room empty. She had to get some stuff from her house back in Belgium to put there.

She sat down on her couch for the first time when the phone rang.

"Ms Washburn, there are more delivery man here. From a electronics store."

"Yeah, let them up. Thanks Kevin, and I told you. You can call me Zoë."

"Okay Ms Washburn." She smiled. Kevin was her doorman, nice guy.

They hung her TV's and installed her surround sound. She had a TV in her living room, bedroom and in one of the guestrooms. The cable and internet guys were coming later today. Between 5 and 7.

…

"Excuse me Sir, where are you going?" It was Kevin, the doorman.

"My friend, Zoë, just moved in I was going to see her."

"I need to call up to confirm that sir, or I can't let you through."

"Okay, sure. Tell her it's Ed Lane."

…

She was just admiring her new house -it changed so much today- when her phone rang again. The doorman told her there was a bald man named Ed Lane standing down stairs. Zoë told him that it was okay and he could let him through anytime.

She opened the door and walked towards the elevator. Ed had never been here, he knew her apartment number but she was guessing he had no idea where to go. She was standing in front of the elevator when it opened.

"Hey" She said cheerful.

"Hey yourself, where is your sling?" He noticed she wasn't wearing it.

"Inside.." She felt like a kid who got caught with her hand in the cookie jar.

"Why aren't you wearing it?"

"It makes my shoulder stiff.." He followed her to her door.

"Put it on or I'll put it on for you." She looked at him, was he serious? "Yes, I'm serious. I want you back at work. Greg's a pain in the ass." She smiled. "Did he help you with the furniture?" She shook her head.

"You guys had to work so I didn't call." Ed nodded.

"So, you guys didn't have a fight?" Zoë blushed.

"What?"

"You haven't called or anything. And before you stayed over at his place you were constantly eating lunch together, training together, laughing together.."

"Did you come here to spy?" She didn't feel like lying, but she didn't feel like telling the truth either.

"No. I came to look at your new place. Sophie sent me over." Zoë smiled, of course she did. "She wanted me to invite you for dinner."

The phone rang again. It were the cable guys. She told Kevin to let them up. She opened the door for them, and showed them the TV's and computer. She could've done it herself normally, but it's a little difficult with one arm. She went back to Ed and let the guys do their job.

"So, dinner?" Ed asked her again. She was hungry, and she already had takeout yesterday, and the day before..

"Yeah dinner sounds good. But I'm not wearing my sling." He shrugged.

"Your choice." She knew he would force her to wear it anyway.

"How about I'll take a cab when the cable guys are done?"

"I have orders to drive you. I'll wait." She sighed. There was no way she was going to get out of this.

It didn't take the cable guys long. They were done within half an hour.

…

They arrived at Ed's, she noticed Greg's care in the driveway. She looked fairly pissed at Ed.

"Seriously?" She got out of the car.

"You weren't mad at him, right?"

"Well, no."

"So we are four friends, eating dinner. Clark's at a friend's" She walked inside and greeted both Sophie and Greg.

"Just in time, dinner is almost ready. Greg made it by himself."

"You can cook?" Zoë asked.

"He's a great cook." Ed said.

Greg was confused. He didn't expect Ed to bring Zoë. He kept giving him grief about her. Asking him if he loved her and making sure that he knows it's not possible. And now he brings her? He was up to something..

"Let's go eat." Sophie interrupted. Zoë took of her sling.

"Stiff shoulder?" Greg asked her. Yes, this was definitely a little awkward. The fact that they both kept thinking about how much they liked falling asleep on the couch didn't help much.

"Yeah, and it's a little hard to eat with knife and fork with just one hand." Greg smiled.

"I made pasta, so you only need a fork." He said while bringing two plates from the kitchen. Wow, that was considerate of him.

"Thanks."

..

Dinner was filled with small talk. There weren't any awkward moments. Ed and Sophie did most of the talking, the two glasses of wine might have helped with that. Every now and then Greg and Zoë would look at each other. Sometimes they looked over at the same time and smiled.

"Let's have desert outside. You guys go outside, me and Ed will get desert ready." Sophie suggested. Zoë put her sling back on and followed Greg outside.

"Is Ed up to something, or is it just me?" Zoë asked him once they were sitting outside.

"He's definitely up to something." He looked at her. "Ed told me you went furniture shopping."

"Yeah, I figured you needed to work. So I went by myself. I'm coming to work tomorrow."

"You can't work."

"I didn't say I was going to. I've got a housewarming planned, I'm going to invite everyone. I would like your help getting the stuff ready. If you want to of course. Don't feel obligated, or anything."

"I'd love to help."

Ed and Sophie were inside watching them. Once they were satisfied they were talking to each other they went outside with desert.

…

"I really have to go, I'm getting a little tired. And my shoulder starts to hurt more when I'm tired."

"Yeah, of course" Sophie said.

"I'm going to go too." Greg looked at Zoë. "Need a ride home?"

"Yeah, that would be great. Thanks." They walked to the front door. Followed closely by Ed and Sophie. "Thanks for having me over. It was great."

"We should do this again, sometime." Sophie said. They all agreed that they should. They all had different motives. Ed and Sophie wanted to find out what was going on between their friends. Greg didn't care what he did as long as he got to spend time with Zoë, and Zoë just wanted to spend time outside her house, being with Greg was definitely a bonus.

They ran into Clark outside and wished him a good night. They got in Greg's car and drove off. Greg dropped her off and once again insisted on walking her to her door.

"Parker, it's a secure building. You don't have to walk me up."

"There could be creeps living here, and you can't fight them off with that arm."

She folded and let him walk her upstairs.

"Thanks for dinner." She said once they arrived at her door. "I didn't know you could cook."

"Good to know I've still got some surprises.. I would love to cook for you sometime, you know with your shoulder."

"That'd be nice. I will drop by work tomorrow, shift lasts till 6 right?" He nodded and they said goodbye.

…

Zoë woke up pretty late. There was no use in getting up early if all you could do is sit and watch TV. She followed the news, hoping for some action she could go and watch. But nothing happened. No bank robberies, nothing. She had cleaned up a little, watched TV and spent some time on the internet. Owen Hunt had called her, they had agreed on dinner tonight. His schedule at the hospital was pretty busy, but he would pick her up at SRU HQ. It was a little past five when she grabbed a cab towards HQ.

"Hey Winnie, are they around?"

"Yeah, Greg's in the conference room and the rest is blowing off some steam in the gym. How are you doing?"

"I'm fine, tough day?" Winnie nodded.

She walked towards the gym and invited everyone to her housewarming on Saturday. Next she went to the conference room. She noticed Greg sitting, reading transcripts.

"Heard you had a tough day?"

"hm, I'm trying to figure out where I lost this guy." She sat down next to him.

"Need an extra pair of eyes?"

"If you want to." She nodded.

"First contact with subject made, 09:24…"

They got through the entire case. Zoë already knew it wasn't his fault when they started it, he tried so hard to keep everyone safe. But like he had told her once, he carries the weight of the world on his shoulders. They talked about the case once they finished the transcripts.

"You didn't lose this guy Greg, He just didn't have anything to live for, and he knew his wife would be taken care of when he died by one of us." Greg was about to say something when they heard knocking behind them.

"Hey, Zoë. Are you ready to go?" She looked at Greg.

"Yeah, just about Owen. Can you wait by the elevator for me? I'll be right there." He nodded and left.

"It wasn't your fault, Parker."

"Thanks, for helping." She said goodbye and promised to call him tomorrow, Thursday, to talk about the housewarming.

Ed walked in after she had left.

"Where is Zoë going?"

"On a date, with the doctor." Ed nodded. He could hear in Greg's voice that he was disappointed.

"You okay?"

"Why wouldn't I be Ed, she's just a friend."

"I was talking about the case." Ed lied.

"Yeah, of course. I'm fine." He nodded. "See you tomorrow."

…

They had been eating for a while, they had just gotten the main course.

"So, you are dating a colleague? "

"Christina is a subordinate, actually."

"How's that going?" He shrugged.

"Not too bad, you?"

"Nah, but there's this guy."

"Greg Parker, right?"

"How did you.."

"You're not that hard to read."

"Yeah, Greg Parker. But he's my boss, and on my team. Besides, he doesn't like me. It's all a little complicated."

They talked about this and that, Zoë had a good time. He dropped her off and saw her to her door. Making sure she got in safe. He used the exact same reason Greg did. Saying that any perp could live here.

…

Zoë was going shopping when her cab drove passed a building with yellow police tape.

"Can you drop me off here?" The cabbie nodded and pulled over. She paid her fee and got out. She noticed an SRU-truck standing there and walked towards the yellow line. It looked like a bank robbery gone wrong. She could hear Greg through a megaphone.

"Sir, we just want to get everyone out safe." He waited a few seconds. "Can you pick up the phone we can talk?"

Clearly, he didn't pick up the phone. Cause she saw him talking to Spike. Apparently they were getting ready to place a microphone on the door so they could listen.

Zoë had trouble standing by doing nothing, she wanted to help. But she knew Greg would send her away if he even saw her. The bank door opened. One woman ran out. Greg walked up to her to walk her away from the building. Zoë could see someone closing the door again, and she had no doubt they locked it.

She was too far away to hear anything but she could just make out Greg's eyes, they grew wide. Clearly there was something going on in there he didn't like. He let a paramedic take the woman, to make sure she was okay. Then he said something to spike. Spike, Jules and Wordy then walked towards the perimeter and instructed everyone to move further back. Spike came her way to move people back.

"Please, we need everyone to take a step back." He stood right in front of her. "Ma'am I need you to, Zoë?" He was surprised to see her. "If Serge finds out you're here.."

"That's why I'm standing behind the yellow line, instead of showing my badge and standing over there." She whispered the next sentence, to make sure no one else heard it. "There's a bomb, isn't there? That's the only reason to move people back." He nodded.

"She said it was a big one, but as long as we don't know what's in it."

"You don't know how strong it is. Let me help Spike, this is your first bomb case since.."

"Lou? " She nodded. "Serge would kick your ass if he knew you were here." Spike was standing in front of her, so she didn't Greg walking up behind him.

"Please, we need you to move It back. Everything okay Spike?" That's when he saw Zoë. "Go, home. Enjoy your time off. Go do something with friends."

"All my friends are working. And I got bored at home. Let me help."

"No, it's dangerous enough for us. You can't even run away if something happens." Spike didn't want to intrude so he walked back to Jules and Wordy.

"Zoë, you can go home. Or I can have an officer escort you home." He was serious. "I'm not going to explain your boyfriend how you got hurt when you weren't even working." He sounded a little jealous when he said boyfriend. 'Boyfriend?' Zoë thought. "Officer, can you" Zoë interrupted him.

"Fine, I'll go. I'll call you about the housewarming." He nodded and walked away. Zoë grabbed a cab to SRU HQ.

..

"Hey Winnie." She came to stand in front of Winnie's desk.

"Hey, they're out on a call."

"Yeah, I know. Greg kicked me off the scene. Can you lend me a headphone?"

"He'll kick your ass. He'll kick my ass, which is even worse."

"Please?"

"Fine, but if he asks. You either stole it, or threatened me with bodily harm."

"Sure." Zoë smiled at her, hoping it would work.

Winnie gave Zoë the headphone's so she could listen to their conversation. They found a ventilation shaft where they could crawl through. Unfortunately only Jules fit through it. It made her laugh when she heard Spike saying: 'It's too bad you send Zoë away, she could've fit through it.' She was sure it earned him a death glare because he shut up immediately. It turned out to be only one robber. Something new, the hostage couldn't remember if it were 5 or 6 guys. Clearly she is no good at paying attention, probably why he picked her. They got everyone out a little while later, no use of lethal force was necessary. When Zoë heard the subject was secure she gave the headphone back.

"Thanks Winnie, can you tell Greg I'm in the locker room. I want to talk to him." She nodded.

…

Zoë was looking at the inside of her locker door when Jules came in.

"Heard Serge kicked you off the scene today." Zoë laughed.

"Yeah, I was driving by in a cab when I noticed the yellow tape. Figured I'd see how you guys were doing. Spike?"

"Yeah," Jules looked at the inside of Zoë's locker. "Wow, you hang up quite some stuff."

"I did, memories mostly. It reminds me of why I'm doing this." Jules looked it up and down.

"You, the team and the dog. You and Joey, your team without you?"

"Someone had to take the picture. And I was pretty bruised."

"Who's this? Your parents?" Zoë nodded.

"It was taken two weeks before they died."

"Nice locker, I gotta go. Me and Sam are going out to eat."

"How's that going anyway? I thought you weren't allowed to date a team member?"

"Ow yeah, that was before you got here. Yes, that was quite a hassle. Complete with probation and everything."

"Tell me about it sometime. Have fun."

"Thanks, see you Saturday." Zoë nodded.

…

"I didn't know you were religious." Greg said, pointing to the necklace hanging on her locker door.

"I'm not. My mom was, it's hers." She turned around to look at him. "About today. I know I can't do anything, it's just hard for me to sit and do nothing while I know my team is in the field."

"I know, but I had no choice."

"I know. Listen I just want to set something straight. I don't have a boyfriend, dinner yesterday was just between friends. He's actually dating someone."

"It's none of my business." Damn, was he glad she wasn't dating.

"I know, I just don't want any misconceptions. And I was thinking since today's Thursday and Saturday is my small get together party, we should go shopping today or tomorrow."

"The stores close in 2 hours, we can shop and grab dinner somewhere."

"Sounds good." They got up and walked towards the elevators to find Ed already waiting.

"Wearing pink today, Greg? Risky."

"Yeah, the risks of internet shopping." Zoë smiled.

"Well, I think it looks great." She got into the elevator as it arrived while Ed and Greg exchanged a look.

…

Shopping and dinner went good, they were able to get almost everything they needed. There was one little issue with buying the beer.

Zoë put the beer on the counter.

"Ma'am I need to see your ID."

"My, why?" Greg came walking up and put some soda on the counter as well.

"Because you need to be 21 to buy alcohol at this store. New store-regulations."

"I… Fine," She was pretty pissed and embarrassed. Of course Greg found this very funny and couldn't stop laughing. She pulled out her bag. She had an wallet where she could keep her ID and badge in and lay it open on the counter so you could see both. "So, we good?" He checked her age and looked very embarrassed when he noticed she was about to turn 25 and was a cop.

"Yes, officer."

"Good, now how much do I owe you." She paid and they left the store. Greg was still laughing when they got into the car. "Shut up you."

"It's a compliment really, thinking you're under 21." She swatted his chest.

"Just shut up and drive. And I swear if you tell Ed or anyone."

"You will what? I'm so going to tell this Saturday." He started the car.

"I hate you."

"As is your right."

Zoë opened her door and let Greg in.

"Where should I put this?"

"Counter would be good. I'll put it away later. Thanks for dinner, you really didn't have to pay."

"It's fine, you paid last time." He returned from the kitchen. "I like what you did with the place. And I love that couch."

"Wait till you sit in it." She shoved his chest lightly so he would fall on the couch.

"Wow, that's great! And that TV is HUGE!"

"Yeah 92 inch, 3D-tv I thought it was pretty awesome."

"I wish I could afford one."

"You can watch it here anytime." She smiled at him.

"I'll take you up on that. How heavy is that thing anyway."

"Let's just say, if you have to choose between carrying that up the stairs and me. Choose me."

"I'm not so sure. If I choose the TV, you can walk up the stairs. But if I choose you, the TV will be downstairs.. it's a difficult choice." She threw a pillow at him.

"Jerk. Get out." She wasn't really mad at him and they both knew it. He got up and put his hands up in defense.

"You're pretty good with that left hand of yours aren't you?" She stepped into his personal space.

"Want to see what else I can do with it." She threatened. He raised his eyebrows. Her eyes widened. "Are you having dirty thoughts Greg Parker?"

"Can you blame me when you're all up in my face, talking action?"

"Yes. I'm not having dirty thoughts am I?" He moved a little closer so that their noses were almost touching. She had to look up at him since he was a little larger. He could see her pupils constrict.

"Yes you do." He put his hand on her cheek. She closed her eyes for a second at the contact. "Stop me if you don't." He leaned in and kissed her. It didn't last more than a couple of seconds before they pulled apart. She looked into his eyes and saw pure love, and a little amusement. She moved in to kiss him again and put her hand in his neck as he put his other on her back. They pulled apart when they both needed to breath.

"Okay, I was." He snickered. "But I can't be having those thoughts Greg, you're my boss." He took a step back.

"I know."

"And I'm not ready for a relationship." He nodded. "And I worked my ass off to get into the team."

"I know. I don't expect you to give it up." He turned around and grabbed his coat. "I got to go. Never happened?"

"You think I'll be able to forget that kiss? But yeah, never happened." She smiled at him as she let him out. He was pretty sad they were going to pretend it never happened. But hearing her say that she won't be able got forget it made him feel so much better.

A/N oooeeeh, whatever will happen. My dream actually gave me the idea for a bank robbery. I dreamt I robbed a bank with Patrick Dempsey (McDreamy) and Eric Dane (McSteamy) was driving the get-away car. We stole half a million without using any kind of violence. I also gave me the idea for a diff chap, but that'll take awhile xD. PS. I love America I found this website:

www . copsplus . com

how awesome is it that you can buy that stuff online xD