"Flynn! Are you done yet?" Provenza asked, pacing the floor of the jewelry store. "Patrice has texted me twice asking when I'll be home. If you could finish your 'Diamonds are a girl's best friend' shopping spree, we could get out of here. I still have to get you home, and I definitely don't want to anger the captain."

"Relax," Andy said, looking up to Provenza. Andy and Sarah were looking at things in one case, something Provenza had no interest. They'd been looking at things for awhile, and Andy knew Provenza was getting irritated.

"What are you looking at now?" he said, annoyed as he walked over to the case. His eyes grew wide, "You aren't getting her one, are you?"

Andy looked up to him with a very relaxed stance. He was leaning up against the glass counter, arms crossed, talking to Sarah. She had several items out on display Andy had been examining. He looked to Provenza, "What if I am?"

Provenza eyes grew wide, and he turned a deep shade of red, "You can't give her that! That concussion did you in. You're the one who admitted to just officially dating a few months ago. Now, suddenly, you are looking at engagement rings?"

Andy rolled his eyes, "I'm not going to give it to her yet. We're not ready for that, but I really love this ring. We WILL be ready someday, hopefully sooner than later. I'm not going anywhere; she's not going anywhere, and once we give this some time, we'll be ready," he grinned.

Provenza covered his face with his hand as he shook his head, "How did I invite you to help me, and we both are getting ready to leave this place with engagement rings?"

Andy shrugged, "Finally growing up, I guess," he smirked. "I don't care if this sits in my drawer for a year, even longer. This is the ring. I looked at it before, when I bought Nicole's bracelet for her birthday a couple months ago. Sharon and I had just started dating, and I knew it was crazy to think of the future yet, even though I know what it's going to look like. I guess my injury, as annoying as it was and luckily nothing serious, reminded me that life is short. So, yeah, I'm going to get it. I've looked at it here for awhile, and I want that ring. She'll love that ring, someday. Until then, I can be the keeper of the ring. She's the keeper of my heart."

"Oh, just shut your mouth! I don't want to hear that. Such a sap," he waved at Andy with an irritated look. Andy just grinned.

"See, I just like to be prepared, and I really like having the perfect ring. That's it," he pointed to the one he'd picked. "You," he pointed to Provenza, "just want to be married again, forget the steps to getting there. Now, I'm not saying you aren't right for picking Patrice; she's the best thing that's happened to you, but I still can't figure out how she's okay with the no romance, no plans, nothing. Have you even thought about how you are going to even propose?"

"No!" Provenza stammered, and his eyes got big again, "Have you?"

"No!" Andy said now irritated. "I told you. I really like this ring. I have no plans to give it to her anytime soon. We aren't ready, but one day we will. I've got tons of time. You-you don't."

"You think I don't know that?" Provenza threw up his hands, "I've been stressing about this-the ring, how to ask her. I want to get this right. I don't care about anything for me-I could wear a plastic toy ring, but I want hers to be what she wants. I figured I'd get the ring first and figure out the asking next."

Sarah was busy getting everything ready for the guys, so they still had a few minutes to talk. Andy put his hand up to his chin, thinking, "You can't ask Patrice like you asked any of the others," he stated. "So, no asking at your house, the steak buffet you like-where you asked Liz both times, I might add," Andy rolled his eyes, "Let's see-oh, no asking at the movies either," he rolled his eyes. "That's original."

"Fine!" Provenza waved him off, "I'll do something better. I'll figure that out and soon. Maybe a nice restaurant," he added.

"You should take her to Serve. Sharon and I loved that place. Very romantic and great scenery by the ocean," he suggested.

Provenza wrinkled his nose, "I'm not proposing to her anywhere the words Flynn, Captain, and romantic are put together, no matter how good the place might be. I'll find a place," he nodded.

"Lieutenants, your things are ready," Sarah smiled, and the two men made their way to her.

"Flynn, you are really putting all this on your credit card?" he asked, joking, "Will it decline your card?"

Andy didn't miss a beat, "Nope, no balance, and I have a very high limit. I've got the money," he grinned. "Been thinking of this for a very long time."

"I know," Provenza rolled his eyes, "We ALL know. Please, when you get ready to give it to her, just do it; don't think about giving it to her for years and years like you've thought about actually dating her."

"Don't worry," Andy grinned, "I got the girl. When it's time, I won't wait for anything."

Provenza groaned, and he suddenly looked to Sarah, "So, if this goes south for me, what's your return policy?"