After Jim left for work, Pete excused himself and went back to bed. Come Hell or high water, he was determined to sleep late today, even if his morning was briefly interrupted. Little did he know that while he was dreaming of fly fishing with his father and grandfather, Sally and Jean were making plans. The dream came to an abrupt halt when the boy he was in his youth cast off and got a bite as soon as the fly hit the water. As any fisherman would do, young Pete pulled on the line to find that he had snagged Penny Lang's dress instead of a large trout. A very peaceful dream of his boyhood turned into one where he was trying to explain a naked woman to the elder Malloy men while a bluejay was sitting on a branch whistling.

"Pete! Will you answer that? I'm trying to take a shower."

Apparently, the phone had been ringing, or "whistling" for a while because when Pete answered it, the woman calling was worried that something had happened to him. He remembered a time when his failure to answer a phone meant that he wasn't home. Would it ever go back to being that way again?

"Who was on the phone and why weren't you answering it?" Sally came into the room wrapped in a towel and drying her hair with another while Pete was on his way to the shower. He had hoped to join Sally in the shower long enough for her to wash his back. So much more that idea. "Captain Moore wants me to meet him in his office tomorrow morning an hour before shift change. " He gave Sally a quick kiss before slipping past her into the bathroom. "In answer to the question you are about to ask, no, I don't know why he wants me in that early. I didn't ask."

O~O~O

Meanwhile, Jim was giving Larry every excuse as to why he wasn't ready to drive their unit: he didn't know the roads, he wasn't yet up to speed in keeping the log, his need to watch the streets to learn the regulars so Larry could spot something that wasn't normal behavior, et al. He can still say truthfully that he isn't as obsessed with driving as Pete, but he was beginning to understand Malloy's desire to keep control of the car. Larry's protests mirrored the rookie Jim's attempts to get the keys away from Pete.

"Put us out code six at the alley on the right." Jim pulled the car to the curb and waited for Larry to get a confirmation from dispatch before exiting the unit, nodding to the rookie to come along quietly. Reed set them up across from the alley so that they could see down the continuation on the other side of the main road.

"Look down that alley and tell me what you see. Carefully, we don't want you to be seen."

Kasak saw two young men in their twenties, one dressed in dirty jeans and a sweatshirt, the second was dressed nicely. The third person was an older woman, who reminded Larry of his grandmother. "Okay, I see three people, but what am I missing? What do you see that I don't?"

"Look again", Jim sighed. "Do you recognize any of them? Here's a hint, you should since we arrested one for possession of Marijuana during your first week on the job."

Larry moved to the right in order to get a better view of the strange trio. "I don't recognize them. Should we go talk to them?"

"About what? The weather?" Jim pulled Larry back a step or two. "You see a known hype, you watch them. If we stroll down the alley, they will walk away and we might miss an arrest. "Remember your Probable Cause training and watch them."

It didn't talk long for the three people to come to an agreement because the older woman opened her purse, took money from her wallet, and handed it to one of the men.

"The old lady is buying. Do we go now?"

"Are you sure? Do we have enough PC?" Jim was ready to go after the three no matter what the rookie answered, but this was the exact type of teaching situation he and Pete had talked about when he was partnered with Larry.

"I think so, but what if I'm wrong?"

"Let's go get them before they leave and we can decide that later." When they entered the alley, the old woman and one of the young men were walking towards them. The other man saw them and turned, making a beeline away from them. Reed sent Larry to chase that one while he spoke to the other two. By the time that Kasak returned with the fugitive, Jim had the other man cuffed and the old woman was crying that she can't be arrested.

"I've given you your rights, so you don't have to tell me anything, but I saw you buying the marijuana. I have to arrest all three of you." Jim could see that Larry was bothered about arresting a woman in her sixties; so was he. They would need to talk about it later.

"Officer", the clean cut looking young man spoke up. "I'll take the blame for buying it, even though I was buying it for her to use as medicine for her glaucoma. Please let my grandmother go."

"I'm sorry. When we get back to the station, you can talk to the detectives." Larry wasn't the only one conflicted about this arrest.

O~O~O

At the other end of the district, a much happier scene was playing out. Pete had told Sally that he had an errand to run, insisting that she had to accompany him since it was their last day off in common for at least two weeks.

Sally leaned over the glass case, staring at rings of every size and setting. "I can't pick one Pete."

"You can't pick just one. You'll need a wedding band to match your engagement ring." Pete smiled, noticing the jeweler and his wife watching them; over the years Pete was on this beat, the couple would tease him about needing to find a girl and get married.

"They are too expensive. I can do with a cheaper set." It didn't escape his notice that while she started to protest, she was also looking at one particular set of rings.

"How can you say that when there are no price tags on them? Pete chuckled, sometimes Sally let her practical side get in the way. As he put an arm around his fiancé', Pete motioned to the jeweler.

"That's how I know they are very expensive because they don't tell you what they cost up front". She was still insisting that she wouldn't let him buy her a ring, even as she kept touching the glass over a beautiful diamond solitaire engagement ring and matching wedding band.

"Try them on anyway. I want to see how they look on your hand before I buy them." Pete took the set of rings Sally had been fawning over from the jeweler. "Don't worry about what they cost. It's not like I'm going to buy you a new set each year." Sally reluctantly tried on the rings, still protesting the cost.

"We can use the money for…" A tear slid down her cheek when she saw the rings on her finger.

"Shh…" Pete held her close as she cried, then removed both rings from her hand. He handed the wedding band and his credit card to the jeweler. Dropping down on one knee, Pete Malloy, confirmed bachelor, formally asked Sally to marry him.