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It was eleven-thirty at night when the plane touched down on the Vancouver runway. It was an hour later when Jack and Laura cleared Customs. Damien was already gone.

Jack expected to get a taxi, but a familiar voice in the terminal stopped him.

“Hey, cowboy. How ya doing? How’s your new sidekick?” asked Danny as he approached, carrying a shopping bag.

“What are you doing here?” asked Jack.

“Talked to Natasha. Heard you were coming in. Thought I’d like to pick up a friend ... if you still want to call me that.”

Jack looked at him, too surprised and too tired to respond.

“I know I’ve been an ass,” added Danny.

Jack put his suitcase down and embraced Danny. “I always think of you as a friend,” he said. “A good friend.”

“Thanks,” said Danny, stepping back while wiping his eyes. “Your trip ... did it have anything to do with...” He paused a moment and looked nervously around before whispering, “The guys who ... tried to drown Jimmy?”

“Yes,” said Jack.

“How did it go?”

“Total success,” said Laura.

Danny closed his eyes and whispered, “Thank you.”

“We’ll talk about it over a beer,” said Jack. “Just not tonight. We need to get home.”

Danny nodded that he understood but looked glum as they made their way to the parking lot.

“What’s wrong?” asked Jack.

“I should have been there,” he mumbled.

Jack shook his head and said, “No, you should have been with Susan.”

“You really believe that?”

“Beyond any doubt. Laura is my partner, but if you want to come back to Intelligence, we could maybe find another spot for you.”

“Hell, no!” said Danny. “I want to be your friend ... not your partner!” He looked at Laura and added, “You’ve got no idea what working with him is like!”

Laura laughed and said, “I think I’ve got a pretty good idea!”

Danny smiled. “Yeah, if your trip was a total success, then I guess you do.” He passed the shopping bag to Jack and said, “This is for you.”

“For me?”

“Yeah, well, you know what they say,” mumbled Danny. “Beware of geeks bearing gifts.”

Laura unlocked her apartment door and stepped inside. Elvis rushed toward her, but before he could speak, she flipped a penny toward him. He caught it, then looked at it and smiled.

“How?” asked Laura.

Elvis shrugged and said, “Didn’t you ever have any good friends when you were on Drug Section?”

“Yes, I had friends.”

“Now, on Intelligence ... isn’t Jack a friend of yours?”

“Yes, I consider him a good friend. Get on with it,” said Laura quietly.

“Did it ever occur to you that I might have a good friend in the section I work in?”

“Not really. I wouldn’t trust any of them.”

Elvis paused until he saw the grin on Laura’s face. He embraced her and felt her warm kisses on his neck. After a moment he said, “Come on. I’ll unpack your bags while you put your feet up.”

Laura looked at Elvis and said, “Do you know the difference between being a friend and being a good friend?”

“Sure,” replied Elvis. “A friend bails you out of jail. A good friend is sitting beside you saying, ‘Boy! Wasn’t that fun!’”

Laura laughed.

Elvis studied her face carefully and then said, “With Jack ... does that hit it pretty close to the mark?” Before Laura could respond, he said, “Never mind. House rule. We don’t discuss work.”

Their next kiss was more passionate.

Natasha was in the shower but heard Jack yell that he was home. She quickly shut off the water and wrapped a towel around herself. She then saw Jack standing in the doorway. He was wearing a white cowboy hat.

Natasha kissed him warmly on the lips, then stepped back but kept her arms wrapped loosely around his waist.

“Something new for your wardrobe?” she asked, looking at his hat.

“Present from Danny,” he replied.

Natasha smiled and said, “Good. He told me.” She then let the towel fall from her body. “Ride ’em cowboy!”