Jamie stabbed a piece of broccoli and shoved it in his mouth as he stared at Linda from across the table. Something had been bothering him ever since he sat next to her at Mass this morning. She was wearing this satin pink shirt that looked an awful lot like what Eddie wore to the bar that unforgettable night, when they went out on a double date and got tipsy playing beer pong. The night ended with them each saying goodnight to their respective dates but he was the one to walk Eddie home.

Now, staring at Linda again at dinner he had this overwhelming feeling that Linda really was wearing Eddie's shirt. The memory of that night sent Jamie lost in thought. When they had walked back to her place, the look in Eddie's eyes said it all. I think I feel something for you, do you feel it too? And he most certainly did. Without even thinking he knew he wanted to explore the answer to that question some more. Like a magnet, they were drawn in to each other, the desire and temptation too great to back out. He remembered sneaking his hands under her jacket and feeling the silkiness of that very same shirt when he wrapped his arms around her for their first kiss. Her lips were soft and pliable, and he would never forget the pleasure that spread throughout his entire body, leaving a spark crackling and sizzling between them when they broke apart.

Linda sensed Jamie's peering eyes and finally had enough. "Something wrong, Jamie? Why you staring at me like that?"

Jamie was jilted out of his daydream. He realized he had been blankly staring at Linda this whole time. The rest of the family stopped eating to look at him and waited for his response.

"It's nothin', sorry," Jamie replied.

"No, really, what?" Linda asked.

The entire family now bounced their attention back and forth between Linda and Jamie, like they were watching a tennis match.

Jamie saw that everyone was now invested in his answer. "I don't know…I just have this weird feeling that I've seen that shirt you're wearing before on someone else, but I know you have all new clothes now, so…nevermind."

Nicky had a muddled look on her face. "Well that is weird, Uncle Jamie."

"It's not so weird, Nicky," Linda answered. "He probably has seen it before. This is Eddie's shirt."

Danny smirked. "What? Eddie as in Jamie's partner Eddie?"

"The one and only," Linda smiled, watching Jamie carefully for his reaction. He looked rather confused, and Linda also detected a hint of embarrassment in his face.

Jamie shifted in his seat as all eyes were on him again. "Uh…really? Why?"

Henry laughed. "Don't be so surprised, Jamie! You should know that partner of yours has a heart of gold. She came by the other day with a duffle bag full of clothes for Linda to borrow."

"It's just to get me by until we get back on our feet again," Linda explained.

Frank looked over to Linda. "You didn't tell me that! Well how nice of her!"

Erin was impressed. "Yeah, that was very thoughtful of her! You didn't know about this, Jamie?"

"No," Jamie answered quietly.

Danny wasn't going to let this go without getting a jab in. "So let me get this straight," he points his fork at his brother. "You noticed that this is Eddie's shirt? Just how much of Janko's wardrobe are you familiar with, Kid?"

"Knock it off, Danny," Jamie sneered.

"Eddie also gave mom a $300 gift card so she can get clothes for the rest of us, too" Sean blabbered with his mouth full of food.

Jamie's eyes went wide.

Jack kicked his younger brother in the shin under the table. "Sean, you weren't supposed to tell!"

Linda gave her son a stern look. "Yeah, Sean, I told you not to talk about it!"

Sean just shrugged. "I think it's cool. I got the same pair of Nikes I had before, only now they're new!"

Danny turned to his wife. "And why didn't I know about this?"

"Because it was very generous of her and I felt like everybody didn't need to know. I refused it at first, but she kept insisting she wanted to help. Don't worry, I'll find a way to pay her back. Maybe we could take her out for a nice dinner or something as a thank you."

Jamie was stunned by what Eddie had done.

"How is Eddie, by the way?" Frank asked Jamie to try to change the tension he felt around the table.

Jamie took a deep breath in and out to reset his mind. "She's on the mend. Still has bad headaches every once in a while. She'll probably be cleared for duty in another week."

"Well, when she gets better, invite her over here for dinner as a thank you from Linda, now that the cat is out of the bag." Frank looked amusingly at Sean.

Jamie panicked. "Uh, I'm pretty sure she wouldn't want-"

"Thank you, Frank," Linda cut in. "What a nice idea! I'll do all the cooking!"

"Excuse me," Danny interrupted, "but since when did you start allowing other cops to come over and have dinner with you, the Commissioner himself? This is family dinner time."

"Partners are like family," Frank stated. "And I didn't say it had to be Sunday dinner."

"Oh. Well if that's the case, you better have Baez over too or I'll never hear the end of it why she wasn't invited."

"Danny," Linda admonished.

"Just sayin'." Danny mumbled.

"Really, Dad, you don't have to do this," Jamie insisted.

"Set it up for a weeknight, Jamie. Tell her Linda invited her and it's casual, absolutely no formalities. You can come too, if you think that would make her feel more comfortable."

"Oh I'm sure it would," Danny wisecracked.

Jamie stared down Danny with daggers in his eyes.

"Drink?" Frank asked his father before he sat down in his chair for the evening with his own glass of scotch.

"No thanks," Henry said, picking up another section of the newspaper to read.

The two sat in comfortable silence for a few moments. But something was on Henry's mind, he just couldn't let it go. He put down the newspaper and sighed heavily.

"Something on your mind, Pop?"

"I overheard some things I wasn't supposed to hear when Eddie was over here the other day talking with Linda."

Frank downed the rest of his scotch. "Accidently overheard, or purposefully eavesdropped?"

Henry shrugged. "Maybe a little of both."

"I see."

"I'm just going to put this out there- I think now is the perfect time to promote Jamie to detective."

Frank nodded and didn't miss a beat. "And not just because it's high time and he deserves it, but because he and Eddie are closer than partners should be, even more so now that she got hurt on the job, and they can't bring themselves to ask for new partners?"

Henry snickered. "I forgot. You're the Commissioner. You already know everything."

"This is nothing new, you know. I've been keeping my eye on it for years."

"So why don't you help them along. Promote the boy."

"I've already brought the idea up with him. Jamie doesn't want a gold shield. I think he's more suited to be a sergeant, anyway. He'd be a great T.O. He's already proven that with Eddie. And he could still work a beat if he wanted to."

"So why hasn't he taken the initiative to go for the exam?"

Frank held up his hand and shook his head. "I gotta stay out of it, Pop. They need to find their own way. He and Eddie make an excellent team, regardless of how close they are. Need I remind you they just took out a serial killer? Their C.O. wants them back together and even he knows how close they are, he's been watching it too. There's plenty of rumors at the 12th that they're together. I have to trust that Jamie will do the right thing when the time calls for it."

"And if he doesn't?"

"If he doesn't, then they'll suffer the consequences. But for now, I'm staying out of it."

"Staying out of it? You did just give Eddie an open invitation to dinner at your house," Henry chuckled.

"Well now that's a different story. There's nothing wrong with me wanting to get to know my future daughter-in-law better, is there?" Frank smiled.

"You think it's that serious between them?"

"Seeing Jamie's reaction in the waiting room at the hospital when she got hurt...I'm betting we'll get a wedding invitation by the end of the year."

"Oh come on," Henry said, grumbling in disbelief.

"I'm the Commissioner. I know everything," Frank mused.