A/N Does anyone know how many kids Wordy has and what their names are? I think 2 but I'm not sure. I just called them Megan and Charlotte, so if they aren't… my bad.

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Previously:

"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.

…

Zoë didn't sleep at all that night. But it wasn't because of the nightmares. It was because of Greg, and that amazing kiss. What she didn't know is that Greg didn't have much sleep for the very same reason. That day, she watched some TV and started a DVD-collection. She had a lot back in her old house, she would have to ship them over soon. When she noticed it was already past six she grabbed her coat, took off her sling and took a cab to O'Malleys. It was Friday, so she hoped they would be at the bar. She saw them sitting in the back, including Greg. 'Okay, I can act completely normal' she told herself.

"The birthday-girl!" It was Owen O'Malley.

"Wow, they told you." He nodded. "Greg did. They were hoping you would show up. Good luck with your shoulder."

"Thanks."

She walked towards her table. They had all noticed her when Owen yelled. Spike hugged her enthusiastically and wished her a happy birthday. She winced in pain as he forgot about her shoulder for a moment. A variety of "Spike, watch her shoulder!" "Shoulder, Spike" and "She got shot a week ago, Spike" rang out. He let her go like she had burned his hands.

"O god, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you."

"It's fine. Thanks, Spike." Everyone gave her a congratulatory hug, including Greg. She smiled at him. She walked to the bar to order a drink. She ordered a tequila shot. She downed it at the bar and ordered a beer which she took with her.

She sat down next to Greg and listened to everyone's stories.

"Are you okay?" He asked her, he had never seen her drink. And now she downs a shot and takes a beer.

"Yeah, I'm good." He gave her look that said he didn't believe her but dropped it, for now.

A half an hour passed when Murray and Owen walked to their table with a cake. They were singing and everything. Zoë thanked them and offered them a piece of cake. She had to admit the cake was pretty good.

"Why didn't you tell us it's your birthday? Now I have to get you an extra present for tomorrow." Ed asked.

"You don't have to get me any present."

"It's your birthday and a housewarming, of course we do. Besides, Sophie will kick my ass if I don't."

They made some small talk and Zoë had another beer and another tequila shot. No one noticed her taking the tequila shot, cause she took that one at the bar. No one, but Greg. She was pretty thin, so those shots had quite an impact. She wasn't drunk, but definitely tipsy.

"I'm going home guys, Zoë you need a ride?" Zoë nodded, she needed to ask him something anyway.

…

They walked to his car and got it.

"You told them it was my birthday." It wasn't a question.

"Yeah, was that not okay?"

"No it's fine, but a little warning would've been nice." He looked at her, he didn't get it. She didn't blame him.

"You remember me telling you that my parents died when I just turned 13?" He nodded and then it downed on him.

"I assumed you had turned 13 the day or week before. But it was your birthday wasn't it?" She nodded. "I'm sorry."

"You didn't know. It's fine. I completely forgot it was my birthday, to be honest. So when Owen congratulated me, it just caught me by surprise."

"Hence the drinking."

"Yeah, I figured you saw that." He started the car. "On a scale from 1 to 10, how drunk am I?"

"1 being 'not a single drop of alcohol' I'd say you're a 5 or 6." She nodded. That wasn't too bad.

He made sure she got up to her door safely.

"You really are a gentleman." He smiled at her. She put her hands on his chest. "I really love this shirt on you." Okay, so maybe she was more like 6 or a 7. She wanted to ask him in and sleep with him. But she didn't, they both deserved better then a –on her part- drunk one night stand because she was having a rough night. "Thanks, for taking me home and stuff. I'll see you tomorrow."

"Good night, I'll be here at 3 to help you with the preparations, right?" She nodded. The rest would be arriving at 5. She also invited Sophie, Shelley and their kids so they wouldn't have to find a babysitter.

"I'll go sleep it off and make sure I'm awake by then."

"Zoë, you once said you don't drink because it makes your nightmares worse. You can call me okay, to talk about them. I don't care if it's the middle of the night." She patted his chest.

"Thanks. For everything." She entered her apartment and locked the door. She let her head fall back against it.

…

Zoë's alarm woke her at 11, she cursed herself for her impulsive drinking. She of course had a nightmare, but it wasn't too bad and she didn't feel like waking Greg up. She stood up and did the exercises Owen Hunt had told her to do. Her shoulder was getting much better. She could do most things with it again, and she was able to carry bags without any pain. She was going to talk to Ed about coming back to work, she wanted to start Wednesday. She got up, and cleaned the mess up she made the day before. By the time she had showered and got dressed it was already 1 pm. She walked to the kitchen.

"What will I make?" She asked herself out loud. "First, music." She put her iPod in her stereo and put on some music. Then she opened a cabinet and looked at what she should make for when Greg came to help. Brownies.

…

The doorbell rang, she had told Kevin that he could always let Greg through. She looked through the hole, just in case and opened the door.

"Hey Greg, come in." He walked inside and took off his jacket.

"Wow, smells good. How's your shoulder?"

"Thanks. My shoulder is doing great. I can actually use it again."

"And you're head?"

"Headache is gone." She smiled at him. "Sorry, that you had to see me like that."

"That's ok. I'm glad I was there to make sure nothing happened to you." She noticed he was wearing his pink shirt, freshly pressed.

"That shirt looks good on you. Really, it does. Don't let Ed tell you otherwise." She walked to the kitchen. "Want a brownie?" She held the plate in front of him.

"Hmm, don't mind if I do." He grabbed one and took a bite. "It's really good."

"Thank you, family recipe." She winked. He looked worried. "Don't worry, they aren't 'special' brownies."

"I didn't.."

"Yeah you did. You figured Dutch and family recipe must equal space cake and special brownies. It's okay, I'm used to it."

"Okay, maybe I did for a split second." She smiled.

"You'll know for sure in about a half an hour."

…

"How are you doing?" She asked while they were getting ready for their friends' arrival in about an hour.

"I'm good." She looked at him.

"No you're not. I noticed Dean sent those letters back, again." He nodded.

"Yeah, either he doesn't want to speak to me or his mom doesn't want me in his life."

"You should go over there."

"That's what Ed said."

"You know what they say, great minds think alike."

"I just might, it's just.."

"They can throw the door in your face."

"Yeah."

"You should go, when you've got a day off or something." He nodded and then changed the subject.

…

Her phone rang a little past 5.

"Ms Washburn, there is a group of people here for you. One of them is Mr Lane."

"Let them up Kevin, it's good. And please, call me Zoë."

It didn't take them long to reach her floor. Zoë was covered in flour when the doorbell rang. She walked to the door and opened it.

"Come in guys." She took a step back. They all walked in and stood still staring at her.

"What did you?"

"Parker, 'accidentally' dropped flour all over me. Make yourselves comfortable while I go change. I'll give you the tour in a second."

…

Zoë walked back into the room, carrying 5 DVD's. And noticed everyone was listening to a story Greg was telling. 'No, he didn't…' She walked closer so she could hear what he was saying. She noticed Clark didn't come, well she couldn't blame him.

"… And when the clerk saw her badge.."

"No! you did not tell them that story!" They all laughed and turned around to look at her.

"He did." Sophie told her. "Really it's a compliment."

"I'll kill you later.." She told Greg, and turned towards Shelley.

"Your girls can watch a DVD in the spare bedroom if they like. They can stay here, but they might get bored."

"It's up to them." Shelley said. "Ask them." Zoë walked towards Megan and Charlotte.

"Hey girls, do you want to stay here with us or do you want to watch a DVD in the bedroom?" She held up 5 Disney DVD's.

"DVD!" They both yelled. Zoë nodded. It didn't take her long to set up the DVD's, they had chosen Cinderella.

"You have Disney DVD's?" Ed asked her when she came back.

"Disney is ageless… And I downloaded them."

"I'm always too afraid to download, there might be an adult movie under that name or get a virus or something." Shelley said.

"Rarely" Spike said."Besides, adult movies can be a lot of fun too." Zoë laughed.

"You should know." Wordy said.

…

"Birthday- present time!" Jules went to get a bag from the hallway, they had been able to hide it from Zoë.

"Guys, really you shouldn't have." Joey is the only one that even knew her birthday back in Iraq, and he always got her something small.

"Yes we did." Wordy said.

"How can I expect a nice gift on my birthday, when I don't give you one." Ed slapped Spike on the back of his head for that. "Ouch, that hurt Ed."

"Be nice," Sophie told him. Ed just looked at her.

Sophie handed her the first present out of the bag. She unwrapped it to find a big box containing a couple of similar smaller boxes. She looked at is puzzled. It had pictures on it from a TV, a stereo and lamps.

"A little help guys?"

"It's from me and Sam, " Spike said. "I noticed you had a iPad and thought you would find this pretty cool." She still had no idea what it was and looked at Sam for help.

"Don't ask me, Spike had to explain it three times before I got it."

"You can connect different appliances to it, download the app and then you can control those appliances with your tablet. You can put the TV on it, DVD-player, lamps, pretty much everything."

"OW! Yeah I read somewhere that it existed. I couldn't find it anywhere, thanks guys, it's awesome." She looked at the box again. "You'll help me install it, right?" Spike smiled and nodded. "I'm pretty handy with computers and stuff, but lamps.."

Sophie handed her the second present out of the box. Jules had gotten it for her. It was a box with an envelope in it. Inside the envelope was a voucher.

"Tandem hang and paragliding." She read out loud. "Thanks Jules. "

"You're welcome, I wanted to go with skydiving first. But then I remembered you telling me you had to jump out off an airplane more than once in Iraq so I figured this would be better."

"Yeah, definitely. Thanks. I will enjoy. Wait.. tandem.. my instructor better be cute."

"They always are." Jules smiled at her.

Ed and Sophie had gotten her two gifts.

"A speaker beanie." She read out loud.

"Yeah, you were complaining how cold your ears get when you run and how your earphones keep falling out of your ears. Problem solved." She smiled. Yeah, Ed had a good memory. The other gift was a watch that doesn't only give you the time, but reads your heart rate and oxygen levels. It also has a GPS-chip and sends out a Bluetooth signal.

"I can use it on my phone, right?" Ed nodded.

"It was Sophie's idea, really." She thanked Sophie. And the next present was already in her hands. It was in a big box. Zoë unwrapped it and found several DVD's .

"We" Shelley started but heard Wordy cough. "I, thought since this was a house warming we should get you something that has something to do with your house. And Wordy mentioned you left all your DVD's in Belgium." Zoë nodded.

"I did, thanks. I've been getting bored just sitting around." The last present was Greg's.

"There's also something else, but it won't arrive for a few weeks. So this is.. yeah.. just open it." Zoë smiled at his rambling.

She unwrapped it and found a signed bullet proof vest. He noticed she didn't know what to do with it.

"I know how much you like Rookie Blue." Then it downed on her.

"This is Ben Bass' autograph, and everyone else. Thank you, it's great. How did you?"

"A magician never reveals his tricks." She smiled at him.

"Thanks Guys." She went round and hugged everyone as a thank you. "Who's hungry?" Wordy and Spike got up. She smiled. "Let's go sit down."

"I'll go get the girls." It was Wordy.

…

They had a nice dinner. Everyone had left but Greg and Ed, Sophie took a ride with Wordy.

"You guys don't have to stay and help me clean up."

"We're happy to, right Greg?" Greg nodded.

"Ed, can I talk to you for a sec?" He nodded and followed her to her room.

"Whats up?"

"I want to start work Wednesday."

"You should talk to Greg about that one Zoë."

"He'll say no."

"Maybe because it's the right thing to say." She tilted her head a little and gave him an irritated look. "Tell you what, if you can run your qualifying time I'll put in a good word for you." Zoë nodded. "See you on Wednesday, 6 O'clock, I don't want Greg finding out."

"Thanks Ed." They walked back.

"What was that about." Greg asked them.

"Nothing."

…

"No Ed, she got shot a week and a half ago. She's not ready."

"Greg, she just beat her qualifying time on the treadmill. And she can do pushups and everything. I think she's ready."

"She has you wrapped around your finger doesn't she." He shrugged.

"What can I say, she's out because she took a bullet that was meant for my wife."

"Fine, if she can spar with Wordy and survive. She's back. But she stays in the truck."

"Then why should she spar?" He saw the look on Greg's face. "Okay, I will make her spar." He walked back to the gym.

"Wordy, Zoë. Spar, Zoë if you do good you're back." Greg walked in. "Boss is watching, make it count."

"Wordy, seriously? He's Mr close-combat. How 'bout I spar with Serge? That's a little more realistic, don't you think?"

"You don't want to spar with him." Wordy said. "I might be fast, but I pull my punches when sparring. He doesn't, he hits to hurt."

"It's your choice, Zoë."Greg said.

"Wordy sounds good." They stepped into the ring. She got her ass kicked but was able to throw some punches.

"Okay, you're with us." Greg said. Though he wasn't sure she was completely ready. They didn't know it yet, but a couple of days later Zoë would wish she was still on sick-leave.

A/N Seriously, I've been asked on holiday on more than 1 occasion if I ate space cake, special brownies or smoked joints a lot because I'm Dutch xD It made me laugh soooo hard.

And those presents took me a long time to come up with xD by the time I got to wordy I was totally out of ideas xD I asked a friend for advice, she had no idea and came with either disneyland or cupcakes.. soo yeah, much help they were.