Her gaze shifts to the middle of his chest, and suddenly he's too far away. He's been shouting at her in her dreams for months, angry and scared and lost, and now all she can think about is holding him close.

"I can handle myself. I am a police officer, you know." It's a half-hearted tease.

She keeps tight hold of the lip of the table instead. He hasn't forgiven her. She wonders if he ever will.

"I wanted to tell you, but -- the time was never right."

First Supermac. Then Chris. Then that blonde woman he was so intent on protecting. Tiny's sister. What was her name?

"What happened with Jeanette?"