A/N
Previously:
"Fine, can you fasten my seatbelt. My hands are kinda stuck." He smiled and fastened her seatbelt. "You're not mad, right?"
"Not really, but I must say. You are the hottest bank robber I've ever seen." He kissed her before starting the car.
…
"Greg, just remove these.." They had been home for 10 minutes now.
"I don't know. You going to lie to me again, Jackie?" He looked at her from the couch.
"When did I lie, except for the name."
"You could've told me it was your idea."
"When could I have told you that? When you were pissed off with Donna?"
"Yeah, I want you to tell me anything." He got up to stand in front of her.
"I didn't want you to get pissed off with me."
"I've been mad at you before."
"Yeah, but that was personal. And I don't want to try and see if you can be pissed off with me at work and then fine at home. Are you, pissed off?"
"Ed convinced me it wasn't that dangerous and irresponsible as I thought. But in the beginning, yeah I thought it was a bad idea and was a little angry." They stood there for a couple of minutes. "You called Ed the bald guy." Zoë smiled.
"That wasn't me, that was a cop-hating bank robber."
"Did you really call him pig?"
"I may have. But in my defense, he pushed me into a wall pretty hard."
"Sophie's going to be all over you with those bruises."
"Probably."
"Come, I'll uncuff you." He walked towards her and wanted to grab a key out of his pocket, but he found he forgot it. "Uuhm." She glared at him.
"You forgot the key, didn't you?" He nodded. "Idiot, good thing I brought one. I was pretty sure Ed was going to cuff me and loose the key. I didn't expect it from you though."
"Am I going to have to search you for the key?" That smile told her he would enjoy that way too much.
"It's in my jeans pocket." He smiled and reached into them to get the key. "You enjoy this too much."
"Depends on what 'this' is."
"Me being cuffed." He had the cuffs in his hand.
"Want me to keep those with me?"
"Depends, do you want to play cops and robbers?" She joked.
…
It was Sunday morning, Greg was going to join them for a run, he didn't feel so good so he skipped Saturday. They took the car to Ed's. She had texted Clark earlier that Greg was feeling better.
"Hey Clark. Where's your dad?" He pointed to the kitchen. Zoë walked towards it. "Is that a sonogram?" she pointed to the fridge. She turned around to look at Greg, he seemed to be aware of it. "You knew?" He nodded, she turned back to Sophie. "You didn't tell me, I keep your kid and husband busy in the mornings and you didn't tell me?"
"I thought Ed had told you."
"Never assume men do anything."
"Hey, we do things." Greg said as Ed walked down the stairs.
"You ready, bald guy?" Ed nudged her.
"Funny. Be glad we don't spar anymore." He noticed Greg. "Feeling better?" Greg nodded. "I know who's going to buy us breakfast." He turned to his wife. "Want me to bring you one of those pancakes?" She nodded. "We'll be back in an hour with those pancakes." He put his hand on his wife's belly and kissed her. Zoë watched them with a smile. She wanted that, not now, but she wanted it.
…
They returned a little less than an hour later. They walked into the living room, finding Sophie on the couch. Ed handed her the box with pancakes.
"Zoë, are you the one that put those bruises on my husband?"
"Guilty. Should teach him to come closer." He smiled.
"Didn't think you would actually fire."
"Don't think." Zoë turned towards Greg. "How about we go home? I need to call the travel agent. Make sure they got those tickets for next Saturday. Oh, that reminds me. Clark, I'm going away so we can't train in the weekends." Clark nodded.
"Have fun."
"Thanks, bye guys. See you around Ed." They walked back to the car and got in.
"I've never seen Ed so sweet."
"Sophie's pregnant, he's happy." Zoë smiled.
…
Zoë walked into work on Monday.
"How does it feel to rob a bank?" Spike walked in behind her.
"Not bad, beating team one? Now that feels damn good."
"We arrested you." Spike said.
"Yeah, which gave my team the time to get away. I would've led you to them if I'd run away."
"You shot Ed, how did that feel?"
"Good. Was a lot of work though, planning a robbery." Spike smiled at her before they parted their ways at the locker rooms.
…
The plane tickets were ready, she had booked two seats in business class. She had checked in online and secured their seats. They both got the time off. She was printing the tickets. They would leave in a couple of hours.
"Greg, you ready? We need to get to the airport." He walked out with his suitcase.
"Ready. Let's go."
…
Zoë stretched as they were allowed to leave the plane after it had landed. She and Greg walked towards baggage claim. She turned on her phone, a friend was picking them up. No missed calls yet.
"Can you check for the bags so I can call my friend?" Greg nodded and walked towards the machine. Zoë grabbed her phone and dialed her friend.
"Hey, zijn net aangekomen. Ben je er al?"
(Hey, just landed. Are you here already?)
"Hey, ja. We staan te wachten bij de uitgang. Heb je je vriend meegenomen?"
(Hey, yeah. We're waiting by the exit. Did you bring your boyfriend?)
"Ja, hij is er. Zie je daar." She hung up the phone.
(yeah, he's here. See you there.)
She walked back towards Greg, she saw his suitcase standing there and hers arriving. He grabbed it and pulled it off.
"They're here, come on." They walked towards the exit. "I have to warn you. They're young."
"You're young."
"Yeah, but they act like it." He smiled.
"I'm sure it'll be okay. It can't be worse than meeting my mother, right?"
"Right." She noticed her friends. She walked towards them and got a big hug. "Guys, this is Greg. Greg, this is Caitlin" She shook his hand.
"Please, Kate. She knows I hate Caitlin"
"And Lisa"
"Liz."
"It's nice to meet you both." He looked outside, how can it be dark already? "What time is it here?"
"It's 8, so let's go home it's an hour drive." He nodded.
"Hij is oud." Kate said to Lisa, a little too loudly.
(He's old.)
"Rude." Zoë called out.
…
Zoë and Greg took the backseat together while Kate and Lisa took the drivers' and front seat. She fell asleep almost immediately after she put her head on his shoulder. Kate turned around after the car came to a stop in the driveway.
"We're here. Is she asleep?" He nodded.
"I don't want to wake her, can you open the door for me?" She nodded. He lifted her in his arms, and walked inside. "Where to?" Kate led the way while Lisa took their luggage from the car.
"Did I fall asleep?" Zoë was starting to wake up.
"Yeah, I didn't want to wake you." He walked into her room and laid her on the bed. "You hungry?" she stretched.
"Not really, you?" He shook his head. She sat up in her bed. "I got to do something for a little bit. How bout I give you a tour after?" He nodded.
"I can unpack in the meantime. Can I just use your closet?"
"Yeah, I think everything's pretty much empty. Just leave some room for me."
She left her room and climbed a flight of stairs. She took a right and opened a door on her right. She had taken the key with her to Toronto. She didn't want anyone in there. It's personal. She walked in and looked around. It was a small room, like the size of a small study. On one wall were pictures from Iraq, on the other were family pictures and picture albums. She sat there for a little while until she remembered Greg was downstairs, by now probably with her friends. She walked downstairs and heard laughing coming from the living room.
"You better not be telling him embarrassing stories."
"They were." Greg smiled at her.
"It better not be the one where I accidentally told the whole school I had a crush on Jake."
"It wasn't. You told the whole school you had a crush on someone?"
"It was very embarrassing. I was 14, and I really needed a friend."
"Tell me."
"Fine, I was 14, I really need a friend who didn't ask me why they hadn't seen my parents in a while. Or why and where I moved. And there was this guy, Jake, he was the perfect guy. He was nice, cute and didn't ask about that stuff. We hung out a lot. I liked him, he was like my best friend. Then I developed a major crush. I was awkward, my uncle was no help at all. We were in the principal's office, waiting for him to return, I leaned on his desk and accidentally put the PA-system on and I asked Jake out. He turned me down, saying we were just friends. But that he really liked me as a friend. Then the principal came in and turned the PA system off. I got laughed at for a month." Greg smiled.
"Jake was still your friend though." Kate said.
"Yeah, he was great. How bout I show you around, we go to sleep and I show you around my old city tomorrow?" He nodded.
"Sounds like a plan. The flying got me tired anyway." Greg yawned, which caused Zoë to yawn as well.
"Thanks for picking us up guys. See you tomorrow."
…
She had shown him the house, they were just about to turn back when he stopped in front of her 'private' room.
"What's this?" She opened the door for him. He was surprised at what he saw. "Parents?" She nodded and grabbed a photo album. She only had one picture at home, and it was in her locker at SRU and that one was a lot newer then these. She opened the album and showed a picture of her when she was about six years old.
"No one has ever seen these." She closed the album. She had shown him enough of her skeletons for tonight. "Let's go to bed."
…
He rolled on top of her and kissed her neck.
"You crazy?" She giggled. "These walls are way too thin." He looked at her.
"So I'm on vacation, and I don't get vacation sex?" The look on his face made her smile.
"Want me to get rid of them tomorrow night?" He nodded. "Okay, I'll give them tickets to something."
"Good." He gave her a quick kiss before he laid back down on his back.
…
They got up, showered, got dressed and walked downstairs. Apparently Kate and Lisa were still asleep. She couldn't blame them, it wasn't even nine.
"Let's blame jetlag." Greg said before he walked to the fridge. "What do you want, pancakes?"
"Nah, thanks. I'm going classic." She grabbed two slices of bread and put butter and chocolate sprinkles on them. "I'm sure they got your eggs though."
"They better." They were in the kitchen laughing and talking when her friends came down. "Eggs?" He asked them.
"He cooks?" Zoë nodded. "I've never had one that cooks. I'd love an omelet."
"That's because yours are barely out of their diapers." Zoë remarked.
"Yeah Kate, how old was Jesse? 18 and a day?" Lisa jumped in.
"A week, thank you very much. And you're not the one to talk." She pointed to Zoë.
"How am I not the one to talk. I've never liked younger guys."
"That's cause you're too grown up." Lisa mocked her.
"Owh, you do not want to mess with me. Ms I've got a crush on every male teacher in my school."
"And that worked out good in college."
"Until his wife showed up." Zoë told her. Greg looked at her. "Yeah, really. I was on leave from Iraq. I opened the door and got a huge slap in my face. After which she wanted to confirm I was Liz. She looked really ashamed that I wasn't and apologized."
"They had a bad marriage." Lisa defended.
"He had a midlife crisis." Kate said. Greg put their eggs on a plate, he was enjoying this side of her.
"Anyway. I'm going to show him around here before getting a rental and going to Breda. Do either of you need anything?" They shook their heads.
…
They were just getting a drink when she got an phone call. It was a Dutch phone number.
"I think I have to take this." She told Greg before answering.
"U spreekt met detective Jeremy Kroes. Spreek ik met Zoë Washburn?"
(This is detective Jeremy Kroes, Am I speaking with Zoë Washburn?)
"Yeah, spreek je mee."
(Yes, speaking.)
"We zijn bezig met de Washburn zaak. Ik zou u graag nog een paar vragen willen stellen. Zou u naar het politie bureau kunnen komen deze week?"
(We're building the Washburn-case. I would like to ask you a few questions. Would it be possible to meet me at the station this week?)
"Uh, ja. Je hebt geluk. Ik ben nu toevallig hier op vakantie. Liever vandaag dan morgen. Kan ik vandaag langskomen?"
(Uh, yeah. You're Lucky. I happen to be on holiday here. I'd rather do it today than tomorrow. Is today okay?)
Greg looked at her questioningly. This sounded like a serious conversation, he's been trying to learn Dutch but it proved more difficult then he thought. Especially when she was talking fast, he only got 'holiday' and 'today'.
"Vandaag is prima, mijn agenda is leeg. Chasséveld 1, vraag aan de balie naar Jeremy Kroes."
(Today is fine, I've got nothing planned. Chasséveld 1, Ask for Jeremy Kroes.)
"Zal ik doen. Tot straks" She hung up.
(Will do. Bye)
"Something has come up." Greg said.
"Yeah, but I didn't pin it down. We don't have to rush anywhere."
"Okay. But it's okay if I come with you?"
"Yeah, it's a detective. They're building the case against Patrick, and they got some questions."
A/N Writing in two different languages at the same time is very confusing. Rereading I found several dutch words in English sentences and vice versa.