Jamie told Eddie to meet him at their usual bar right around 5:00, but what he didn't tell her was that it was a direct order from Sgt. Renzulli. Most of the 12th would be there to celebrate Eddie's victory, and they all had chipped in as a surprise to rent out the back room and have their own private buffet.

When she walked in (ever so careful on sore legs), everyone whistled and cheered and she was shocked to see everyone there. She caught Jamie's eye and knew right away from the sheepish grin on his face that he had been keeping this a secret from her.

"Aw, thanks guys!" she crooned.

Renzulli handed her a beer and everyone got quiet while he addressed the crowd. "Officer Janko did us proud today. She raised over $8000 for the St. Jude Children's Research Center, AND…she saved a man's life out of the course…AND…SHE BEAT REYNOLDS!"

Everyone cheered again, lifting their glasses in salute to her. More whistles and clapping ensued.

Eddie was getting a little embarrassed by all the attention. "Okay, okay…well I didn't really SAVE a man's life…I mean, he just fainted is all…"

"You did good, Janko! Now let's eat!" Renzulli ordered.

Jamie wandered over to Eddie. He loved the way her hair was down and curled in soft waves framing her face. She looked great in a soft cream colored sweater and jeans that showed off all her curves. In the back of his mind he selfishly wondered if she got all dolled up just for him.

"It's a buffet," he grinned. "You can have as many plates as you want!"

"You're not going to count how many I have and make fun of me, are you?"

"Now when do I ever make fun of you?" He put his hand on her back and guided her to the room where the food was.

It was getting late and the party was winding down. Most everyone had gone. Renuzlli finally left after saying goodnight to them both, and Jamie was glad because now he didn't feel like he was under scrutiny for not being able to keep his eyes off of Eddie.

Eddie didn't drink as much as she usually did, mostly because her body was already hurting and she didn't want to add a hangover to the list. She noticed Jamie didn't drink as much, either, but he had to work the early morning shift tomorrow. Renzulli was nice enough to give her the day off. She was glad, because she was going to need the time to recover. There was no way she would be able to chase down bad guys tomorrow.

"You look tired," Jamie said to her as she swirled the last of her beer around in her glass, not even interested in drinking it. "You wanna get out of here? I'll walk you home."

"Yeah," she replied.

It had been a while since he offered to walk her home, probably because of what had occurred before with their "makeout session on the sidewalk", so she was surprised to hear that he was willing. Her heart skipped a beat, thinking that maybe they could talk about it some more now that time had passed. She dropped down from the stool, and when her feet hit the ground she let out an "Ow."

Jamie looked back at her and couldn't help but notice how cute she looked as she struggled to figure out how put one foot in front of the other in an effort to make walking as painless as possible. She waddled like a duck.

"Jamie, my legs don't work," she grumbled.

"They won't for a few days. It will be good for you to walk home. They'll loosen up the more you move, I promise. Need help?" He was more than ready to let her lean on him if she needed it.

"No, I think I got it." She continued to waddle past him and he watched her carefully as she walked out the door.