Not much has happened since Henry's party. Things at the station have been pretty quiet.

I just had a meeting with Wally Harper from the bank, and as soon as he leaves I look up to see Vic walking into my office and closing the door quietly behind her.

"What's up, Vic?" I say quickly before looking back at the papers in front of me.

"I was just wondering how come you didn't tell me about the handsome man I was dancing with at the Red Pony last weekend."

I look up at her and see that her expression is mostly confusion, mixed with a little bit of anger. I had a feeling this would come back to bite me in the ass. "I uhh, I don't know...I didn't think it was necessary, I guess."

"You told me I acted pretty normal that night. You think me cozying up to some stranger is normal for me?" Her voice is rising, and I can tell I've made a big mistake.

"Well, I uhh, I don't know. You've been married most of the time I've known you, so I'm not sure I guess if you danced with strangers before you were, uhh, married."

"What happened with this guy?"

"Uhh, nothing really. You danced with him for a bit, and I took you home shortly after."

"Shortly after?" She crosses her arms over her chest and stares back at me angrily. "Cady said she saw you interrupt us on the dance floor, and the next thing she knew we were both gone. Is that when you took me home? You interrupted us on the dance floor so you could take me home?"

I know how it looks, and I'm not sure I blame her for being upset, but I don't know what to say. "Well, you were drunk, Vic. I didn't want that guy taking advantage of you. You're my deputy, I was just trying to protect you."

Everything I'm saying is true.

"If I'm your deputy, you have my back out there in the field," she points out the window. "Off duty, in a bar?" She lowers her voice. She takes a few steps forward and places her hands on top of my desk. Her eyes look more hurt than angry, which confuses me. "Breaking up a slow dance with another man makes you look like a jealous boyfriend, Walt, not my boss."

I'm caught. I can't even explain myself. I can't tell her that I was jealous. She's my deputy; I'm not allowed to be jealous. "I'm sorry, Vic," is all I can offer.

A sad look appears on her face, and she sighs before turning for the door. She slams it behind her as she leaves.

What did I get myself into? Why couldn't I just have stayed out of it?

I sit there with my head in my hands trying to figure out how to fix this, when Vic comes strolling back in. She slams the door again behind her and walks over to where I'm sitting. She slows her pace once she gets around my desk, and squeezes her body in between me and my desk. I eye her carefully, wondering what on Earth she's doing. Staring up at her golden eyes, I try to convey everything I'm feeling with my gaze so I don't actually have to explain myself.

I can't explain myself.

"I don't want you to be sorry, Walt. But if you're going to act like a jealous boyfriend, then I'm not gonna act like just your deputy."

She leans down and grabs both sides of my face before crushing her lips to mine. I freeze. This isn't happening, not like this. I don't want her to kiss me out of anger.

I want to kiss her back, but I can't. Frankly, I'm too shocked to even respond at all. When she pulls away, she doesn't look angry anymore, but I can't exactly read her expression. She lets go of my face and runs a hand through my hair before standing up and leaving. She leaves the door wide open when she goes.

I barely even have time to compose myself before Cady walks in and asks me what's going on. I tell her nothing but I can tell she knows something weird just happened. I do my best to change the subject and I end up inviting her out to dinner tonight.

Once she leaves I have a hard time focusing the rest of the day.

What the hell just happened?

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