Although their things had been packed up and returned to them the day the undercover assignment ended, they returned one more time—not quite to "their" house, but to the neighbors', helping Betty as she bade goodbye to everything and prepared to enter the Witness Protection Program.

"Starting over is not where I thought I'd be at this point in my life," Betty admitted.

"You know what they say," Sue responded. "If you want to make God laugh, you tell Him your plans."

Betty sighed. "I'd just be happy for Him to tell me His."

"He will," Sue assured her. Reaching into her purse, she pulled out a business card. It had the number to reach her at the office, but she had written her Blackberry number on it as well. "Um, if you need anybody to just talk to, call me anytime."

Betty took it with a smile. "I'd like that."

"Me too." Sue offered a hug, and then they commented on the dogs having to "break up," and that was that. Sue and Levi walked down the path, away from their new friends and back toward Jack.

"If you and the house want to be alone to say your goodbyes," Jack teased, "I can wait in the car."

"That won't be necessary," Sue assured him. They both turned and looked back at the house for a moment, considering the times they'd had in their brief stay there.

"In a way," Sue admitted, "it does feel sort of weird, though. Almost like . . . you and I are breaking up or something too."

He furrowed his brow at her and she tried to backtrack with, "I mean, we couldn't be because we were never actually together, but it was almost like we were . . . I mean . . . you know what I mean."

He shook his head. "Not a clue."

She watched him carefully for a moment, realized he had been putting her on the entire time, and gave him a look. He smiled. "To be any good undercover, you have to become that person. You have to be able to convince someone that at any moment in time, this is your life. For a first-timer you did an amazing job, Thomas."

Thanks, S-P-A-R-K-Y, she signed to him with a smirk. Do you mind if I call you Sparky?

Fine, he signed back reluctantly.

She laughed, but as the laughter died down, she grew serious again and asked, "Was . . . was it all . . . becoming the person for the cover?"

He contemplated for a moment. "Let me put it this way," he said, "you were right about one thing."

"Just one?" she teased.

"At least one thing," he amended. He looked back at the house and started with, "Give me—" but then looked back to her, a far more heated gaze than before as he took one step closer and lifted her left hand, saying, "—a wife—" then glanced down to her stomach and said, "—a couple of kids—" and then glanced briefly to Levi before returning his eyes to hers as though he couldn't keep them away, " —and a dog . . . I could be happy in a place like this."

She cleared her throat slightly. "Just—any wife?"

"Oh no. She'd have to be the right one."

"Anyone in mind?"

He smirked a little and lifted her hand, kissing the back, not of her hand, but of her ring finger specifically, then released her and stepped back. "Another thing you were right about—we do need to have a much longer conversation."

She nodded, flexing the hand he had just kissed. "Uh . . . yeah. Yes."

He cocked his head to one side. "Um . . . do you want to go to dinner tonight?" With a wink, he added, "You know, for old times' sake?"

She smiled, but said, "I actually already have plans with Lucy, I'm sorry. Actually, I told her to meet me here." As she was saying this, Lucy drove up, and she waved to show she'd seen her, but turned back to Jack. "But, um, we do need to do that. Or, not necessarily that exactly, but something. Something where we can really talk—later this week, I hope?"

He smiled. "Sounds good."

She hesitated a moment, then, before she could talk herself out of it, kissed his cheek and ran off to Lucy's car.

"Girl," Lucy said as they were driving away, "did I just see you kiss Jack?"

"I can't say what you saw," Sue responded innocently. "I can't see through your eyes."

"Sue!"

"I may have kissed his cheek. Hardly shocking."

"Um, yeah, for you it kind of is."

Sue shrugged. "Well . . . we lived together for a few days. You know how that is. When you and I moved in together, our friendship changed. And, despite my fears," she admitted, "changed only for the better. Well, thankfully, at least for three days of living in the same house, my friendship with Jack changed only for the better too."

Try as she might, Lucy could get no more information than that from Sue.

AN: Yeah, shortest chapter in the whole story. Regarding the may-I-call-you-Sparky thing, the astute observer (who has watched the show way too many times, as I have) might have noticed that I slightly changed the translation of what she signed. The captions say that she signed, "May I call you Sparky?" She literally signs, "DON'T-MIND YOU I CALL (name) YOU S-P-A-R-K-Y DON'T-MIND YOU?" While that makes perfect sense for translating, "May I call you Sparky?" into ASL, I don't know anyone who would read those signs and translate them, "May I call you Sparky?" when translating the signs to English. In other words, the captions said the original English words from the script, rather than what I would consider a more logical translation of what she actually signed - "Do you mind if I call you Sparky?" So I prefer to write it out as a translation of what she signed, since if we're going to suspend our disbelief and pretend they're real (in this context - Sue Thomas was a real person, but this is only loosely based on her, not a biopic of her life, so this Sue Thomas is fictional) then it makes more sense to translate what she signed into English, rather than use the English-scripted words.