A/N How is pepper a word for both the spicy red (chilli) pepper and the not spicy vegetable in green, red, yellow and sometimes even orange?

Previously:

"I think you got him." Donna said.

"We're going to rob a bank. Let's keep this between us, for now?" Donna nodded and walked away.

…

It had been quiet for a few days, they didn't have any calls and she hadn't heard back from Commander Holleran.

"Did you like dinner?" Zoë asked Greg when they were seated on the couch.

"I do, I've never had it before but it's good."

"My mom used to make it."

"What is it exactly?"

"Sliced hamburger, pepper and onions wrapped in puff pastry in the oven." He nodded

"I was wondering." She turned to look at him, he sounded nervous. "Do you want to live together?" Wow, that was quite the change of subject.

"Like, together in one house?" He nodded. "Yeah, that would be nice. Having you around all the time." He smiled, he thought for a second she was going to turn him down. "One problem though, which house are we going to stay at. Because normally I would say we take yours, but I really love my house."

"Your house is fine. It feels a little like mine, I went with you to check it out, I know where everything is and we both know I spent enough hours there." She got up and grabbed her keys from her jacket. She took the extra house key she had on it and gave it to him. "You carry two house keys?" He asked rather surprised.

"I've been wanting to give you one for a while, but I was afraid it was too soon." He smiled at her. It was quiet while they both just enjoyed each other's company while Greg flipped the channels. "So, I guess our first holiday is coming soon. With vacation time six weeks from now."

"Yeah, I guess it is. Any place in particular you want to go?"

"Back home, I was planning on going there once a year. Visit my friends, my parents, see how Adam's wife and kids are doing and Joey's fiancée and kid." The last two surprised him.

"Adam and Joey's family?"

"Yeah, I promised Joey while he was laying in my arms dying that I would. And Adam asked me in a letter he posted on the mail just before killing himself. So I want to do that for them. But if you don't want to go we can always.."

"No, I'd love to see where you grew up." She nodded, glad he would come with her.

"Good, 'cause I want to show you off to my old friends."

…

"Constable Washburn, can I talk to you for a minute." Zoë stepped out of the ring.

"Yes sir." She followed him outside.

"You have permission, just make sure the bank manager knows you are going to blow up a wall. You do however have a budget, if you cross it you have to pay it yourself." She nodded.

"Yes, sir. Thank you, sir."

"If you make it useful, we might be repeating it next year." She smiled and nodded. "Go back to your team, train. And let me know when you'll be planning this."

"Yes sir." She walked back inside, Donna walked up to her. "We're on. You want to go check out the bank with me?" She nodded. "Let's keep this between us until we know the details. How about Saturday?" Again, Donna nodded.

…

Her alarm went off early on Saturday morning. Today was going to be a long day, first she was going running with Clark, afterwards she had to go home, shower and change for her meeting with Donna. And if that all went well she and Greg were moving some of his stuff in.

"Still going running with Clark huh?"

"Yeah, you don't mind. Do you?" He smiled at her.

"No, I like that you help him. It's just, does it have to be at seven? Can't you just make it 10?" She smiled.

"Yeah, because you like to sleep late on your off days. Tell you what, starting next week I'll make it 10, okay?" He pushed her on her back and rolled on top off her.

"That would be great." He kissed her. "Thank you." He kissed her again, moving to her neck.

"You're going to make me late, again." She could feel him smiling against her neck. "And then Clark's going to ask me what I did to be late, again. And then he teases me about it, again. Before I cut him off by saying we should continue running, again. And then when we get back, he'll make a joke about to his dad and I'll hear it forever and ever, again." He stopped and rolled off her.

"Fine, but just so you know. Starting next week.." She smacked his chest and got up.

"You'll make me late, I get it." She laughed while walking out the room.

…

She walked inside Ed's house, they usually unlocked the door around 7, knowing she would be there.

"Clark, you ready?" He walked into the hallway.

"Yeah, I was just thinking.. Mind if my dad joins us? I think that would be nice."

"Sure, you asked him already?" He shook his head. "Go ask him, but Clark?" He turned around and looked at her. "You know you got to show him how fast you've become right?" He smiled and nodded. Zoë followed him into the living room.

"Hey dad?" Ed looked up. He was watching TV, he'd been leaving a little after Zoë and Clark for the last few weeks.

"Yeah?"

"Do you want to join us?" He looked at Zoë who nodded.

"Yeah, I'd love to Clark." He grabbed his shoes and started putting them on. Zoë nudged Clark.

"Race both off you to the Joe's diner, loser has to buy breakfast on the way back!" Before she and Clark ran out. Ed was still tying up his last shoe. They could barely hear him scream 'cheaters!'.

Zoë could already see the diner when Clark ran past her. She touched the front door less than a second before Ed.

"Not fair, you started earlier."

"I'm a girl. We run slower and our steps aren't so big. Totally fair, now Clark, he cheated. He's a guy too. But I'm kinda hungry, and you're buying on the way back. So let's go earn it." Ed nodded and they started running, the three of them together.

…

They entered Joe's diner on the way back.

"So this is what you do when you're running?" Zoë held her hands up in defence.

"We have to eat."

"Excuse me" Clark said before getting up. Zoë took the last bite of her pancake.

"So, Greg told me you're going to move in together."

"He told you."

"I'm his best friend, of course he told me." Ed thought back to that short conversation.

-Yesterday-

"Hey Eddie, how are you doing? Not going home?" Greg asked as he walked into the gym, Ed was the only one there, the rest went home already.

"I'm good, just training off some annoyance about today before I go home. How are you doing?"

"I'm good." He put his gym bag down.

"How are you and Zoë doing."

"We're doing great. I asked her to move in with me."

"That's a big step. You've been dating for what, a month?" Greg nodded. "Isn't that a little early, buddy?"

"No, I don't think it is. We spent most days together anyway, now it'll only be easier."

"Yeah, but you can't get away from each other when you're pissed off."

"We're rarely pissed off."

"Do you even want the same thing from the relationship?"

"Are you trying to talk me out of it?"

"Are you going to answer my questions with a question?" Ed asked.

"Are you going to ask me a normal question?"

'I just did, do you want the same things? Have you even talked about what you want?"

"Yeah, we want the same things."

"You want a second chance at being a dad, doing things right. Does she even want kids?"

"Ed, not that it's any of your business, but I knew she wanted kids long before we started dating."

"Does she know you want them?"

"I think she does. But it doesn't matter as long as she wants them." He had his coat on, and grabbed his gym bag. "I'm going to my place Ed, see you around."

"You're place, not home?"

"My place hasn't been my home for a while." He smiled at him before turning around and walking away.

…

-Joe's diner-

"Yeah, he asked me to move in with him."

"And you want kids."

"Was that a question or a statement?" She smiled at him. Then she realised it. "You've talked with Greg about this, haven't you." He nodded. "What right do you have talking about my womb with Greg." She didn't give him a chance. "I'll tell you what right you've got. None, none whatsoever."

"It just came up." He said in defense.

"Oh, I'm pretty sure you made it come up. Just like you asked Clark to ask me. What Ed," She was starting to sound really annoyed. "you think I'm stringing him along? You think I'm going to get him to move in with me and then steal all his shit, leave him battered and bruised?"

"Are you?"

"I can't believe you're even asking me that!" She got up. "It was nice Ed, having you along. Tell Clark I'm sorry, but I have to go."

"Zoë."

"No, don't Zoë me." She whispered harshly. "You can be a real jerk sometimes Ed." She got up and walked away. She ran into Clark on her way out.

"We're leaving?"

"No, I'm l leaving. I'll see you tomorrow." She smiled at him, trying to mask her annoyance with his dad before leaving. Clark walked towards their table.

"What did you do?"

"Hit a nerve."

"Nice, I'm gone 5 minutes and you manage to piss her off."

…

Zoë had run home and had taken a shower. She heard the front door just as she was finished getting dressed.

"Zoë?" It was Greg. "I brought someone here to see you." Zoë walked into the living room to find both Greg and Ed.

"Great, but I have to go."

"Where are you going?" Greg asked.

"Does it matter?" He shook his head.

"Zoë I just wanted to apologize." Ed spoke up.

"Ed, save it. You can do it some other time I really have to go." She looked at her watch.

"So you're not making up an excuse so you don't have to talk to me?" She shook her head.

"I'll be back at two to help Greg move, if you still want to apologize come find me." He nodded before she walked out the door.

…

"Hey Donna, sorry I'm a few minutes late." Donna smiled.

"It's fine. So you think it's this one?" They were standing in front of a bank.

"Yes, they have two branches here, both have a renovation planned two and three months from now. They need a new security system, new vault everything. It's all a little outdated."

…

They walked inside and walked towards a employee who had nothing to do.

"Hi, how can I help you today?" Zoë grabbed her badge and showed it to her.

"Hi, my name is Zoë Washburn, I'm with the Police SRU. I would like to talk with your manager, is he here?" She nodded.

"I'll give him a call." She spoke with her manager on the phone. "He'll be right down, please have a seat." They nodded and walked to row of chairs.

"You look nervous." Donna observed. Zoë checked to make sure that no one was in ear shot.

"I'm going to ask this man if I can rob his bank. Yes, I'm a little nervous." They noticed a man in a suit walking towards them.

"Officer Washburn?" Zoë nodded, stood up and shook the man's hand. Donna got up and shook it as well.

"I'm Donna Sabine, also SRU." He nodded.

"Nice to meet you both, I'm Rick Rodgers, manager, what can I do for you?"

"Can we talk somewhere in private?"

"May I ask what this is regarding? Are we in some kind of trouble?"

"I'd rather tell you in private. But there's no trouble." He nodded and beckoned for them to follow him.

…

"Come in, take a seat." They both sat down in chairs opposite to his desk. Zoë looked around and noticed the lack of a security camera.

"Mr Rodgers,"

"Please, call me Rick. Mr Rodgers is my father." Zoë nodded.

"Rick, we want to ask you for a favour." He nodded for them to continue. "I'll put it bluntly and explain after that, if that's okay." He nodded. "We want to rob your bank." He looked at her, brow furrowed.

"Excuse me? Rob my bank?"

"Yes, part of our job is to handle hostage situations. One of our training drills is that team A hides and tries to shoot team B while team B tries to capture or shoot team A." He nodded, he could follow it so far. "But the thing with that is that there aren't any real hostages, real people. You never know how people are going to react, how employees, customers and security guards will react." He nodded again. "So we want to use a real location, with real people and real security. Our team will try to rob your bank and maybe take some hostages, while the other has to talk us out or storm in without hurting hostages."

"Okay, and you want me to agree to this?"

"Yes, we will try to actually take the money outside. We might need to blow up a wall in the basement in the process."

"I have to take this higher."

"I get that."

"Can I see both of your badges again?" They both put them on the table. "Why is yours different?" He asked Donna.

"I'm a sergeant, she's a constable." He nodded.

"Okay, I will take this up with my boss. Can I give you a call if I know more?" Zoë nodded and wrote her phone number down.

"Just make sure you don't leak it. Right now we and our boss and our boss' boss are the only ones that know. And we would like to keep it that way."

"I will." They shook hands.

"I'm looking forward to hearing from you."

…

"So that went pretty good." Donna said when they walked outside. "Feel like lunch?" Zoë checked her watch and nodded.

"Sure, but I've got to be home around 2."

…

"How's the burger?" Zoë swallowed the bite she had just taken.

"You were right Donna, this is great. What are your plans for the rest of the day?"

"I'm just going to spend it with my husband. You?"

"Greg's going to move in with me. So we're going to start with moving some of his stuff over."

"Wow, you're moving in together. Aren't you glad you switched teams so you could give it a shot."

"I am, I don't remember the last time I was truly happy. How's that hot dog?"

"It's good, but I'll stick with the hamburger next time."

They finished their meals and said goodbye.

…

"Hey Greg, I'm back." She said as she walked inside. She saw a couple of empty still folded moving boxes in the living room. "You started without me?" She walked in to see him playing a hockey video game with Ed. She came to stand behind the couched and kissed his neck, startling him.

"Waah, Zoë. Hey, I didn't hear you." He paused the game.

"I figured. Hey, Ed. You can finish the game." She walked away towards the kitchen to get something to drink while they finished the game.

"Hey Zoë, can I talk to you for a sec?" It was Ed. Greg was nowhere in sight.

"Sure." She was pretty sure he was going to apologize for earlier today.

"I'm sorry about this morning. You were right, I had no right."

"Okay."

"That's it?"

"Yeah, you say sorry I accept. That's how it goes, right?"

"Yes, but Sophie never gives in that easy."

"I give in because I'm not dating you." Ed nodded. "Greg, you ready to start on getting you stuff?" She called out.

…

Ed had to go home to Sophie, something about going to the doctor. So they were together in Greg's apartment. Grabbing most of his clothes and some personal stuff.

"I've got a meeting with a realtor later today. Going to sell it."

"Okay, want me to come with?"

"That'd be good. I want to pay half of everything. Half of your mortgage, half of the water, electricity. That kind of stuff." She knew this was going to come up sooner or later. She turned around to put some more stuff in boxes before she answered.

"I don't have a mortgage."

"What do you mean, you don't… You paid for that whole thing? You had that kind of money?" They were going to talk about this sooner or later.

"Yeah, my parents left me a lot when they died and they also had life insurance. My dad's life insurance was pretty big."

"But you're house is nice, and you still have the one in Belgium." She nodded. "I don't mean to be rude, but how?"

"My dad owned a big Dutch company. I kept it until I was deployed, then I sold it."

"What company?"

"TomTom"

"The navigation thing?" She nodded. "The multibillion dollar company?" She nodded. She hadn't looked at him yet, would he be pissed she hadn't told him before?

"I give to charity each year, but I make sure I will have enough to support myself for the rest of my life, in case something happens"

"That's.. new. Why didn't you tell me?"

"I didn't feel the need to bring it up."

"So how much can I pitch in on the house?"

"What if we open a new bank account , and both put a certain amount in it each month. And we just use that to pay all the bills." He nodded.

"Sounds like a plan." She closed the box with his clothes and carried it to the living room he followed her out with another box.

"You want to take those pictures?" She pointed to the ones with his mom and the one with his kid.

"Yeah, if you don't mind."

"Of course not." It was quiet for a minute. "Ed got me thinking. You want kids right?" He smiled.

"Yeah, I would love to have another chance. I would do things so differently."

"Good."

"Do you ever want to get married?" Apparently they were going to have all of those talks now.

"I don't know. I love the idea of marriage, but a big wedding.. I'm not sure about that." She grabbed a picture frame so she could put it in a box.

"I want you to meet my mother." She dropped the frame, but it didn't break thanks to the carpet. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to spring it on you."

"You did. Meeting your mom, are you sure?" He stepped closer and put his hands on the sides of her arms.

"I love you, you make me happy. I want my mom to meet you."

"I would like to meet your mom, but I don't know how I'll be able to handle that. I've never met someone's mom." He kissed her on her cheek.

"I'm sure you'll do great. How does tomorrow sound?"

"Tomorrow? Wow, that's quick." She thought about it for a second. "You know what, tomorrow's good." He drew her closer and kissed her passionately.

A/N One of you wanted more fluff, well coincidentally this is a little bit more fluff. I think? But I'm not really good at it. Fluff is like the romanticy, yay we're so happy together and we show it stuff, right? Can someone give me a def or something? cause there's fluff and smut. Isn't fluff like the happy T-rated version of smut?