Blake raised her eyes from her book as Ruby rolled off the couch with a loud groan. "Feeling better?"
"Not another word," Ruby growled, bracing herself against the floor for several more seconds. "What happened?"

"Let's just say that some old partners of yours made a guest appearance. After several more unnecessary drinks, all courtesy of Scotty, I figured I should probably pull you away before you screwed up with Doc."

"What do you mean?" Ruby looked up at Blake in horror.

"You were a little too much of a hot mess and it wasn't looking good." Blake stood and retrieved a cup of cool water before walking towards Ruby. "Here, lean back," she helped Ruby lean against the couch before offering her the water. "Luckily, Doc seemed to understand and didn't look too put out."

"Oh God," Ruby cried as she nursed her head. "I've screwed everything up." Blake looked at her sadly before sliding down next to her, wrapping her arms around her shoulders. "What did I do?"

"Nothing too bad. You just seemed a little eager to get in his pants. Also Liebgott's."

"Oh God," Ruby groaned again, hiding her face in Blake's chest. Blake took the water from Ruby and set it on the table before rubbing Ruby's back. "I've screwed everything up," she looked at Blake. "Liebgott too?"

"He helped you out to the car. You tried to remove his pants." Blake stroked Ruby's hair as the woman groaned into her chest, tears making their way from her brown eyes.

"I've done it this time," she cried, beating her hands against the floor.

"It'll be fine Ruby," Blake soothed her friend. She rubbed her hand over Ruby's back in hopes of calming her frantic breaths. "Look, go get showered and dressed, and then I'll dry out the bath tub so you can curl up in it, okay?"

"Why don't I just drown myself in it?"

"Because I need you too much and you know that. Look," she waited for Ruby to look up. "Even if you did ruin it with Doc – which you didn't! But even if you did, you didn't ruin anything with me, and I'll always be here for you, okay?" Ruby nodded mutely. "Okay, now. Go get cleaned up and I'll make you some breakfast."

"You don't have to do that." Ruby straightened up and wiped at her eyes.

"I don't have to, but you need some real food in you, and I haven't eaten yet."

"Well I'll make the bacon then," Ruby stumbled to her feet.

"Okay b," Blake smiled and watched as Ruby began making her way to the bathroom. "You can make the bacon." She waited until the bathroom door clicked shut before moving to her own feet. She opened the fridge and began pulling out the bacon when her phone beeped, drawing her attention. She read the message quickly and shoved her phone in her pocket before walking to the bathroom door. "Hey, babe?"

"Yea?"

"I've gotta run something to the office for Dick. Hopefully it won't take too long, but if it does, don't wait for me okay? Go ahead and get you something to eat." Blake didn't wait for any affirmation before making her way to the door.

Blake closed the apartment door behind her, setting her keys on the counter and sliding off her boots before calling out, "Hey babe?"

"I'm in the tub."

Blake nodded to herself and, passing the kitchen, smiled at the apology written out in bacon. She snatched a piece of bacon forming the 'y' and began chewing on it before continuing back to the bathroom. "Sorry it took so long," she swallowed her bite before speaking. "Dick needed my help with an email and it took much longer than either of us expected."

"It's okay babe," Ruby looked up from her iPad, her eyes bloodshot and swollen. "I see you got your apology."

Blake lifted up the piece of bacon in affirmation before settling herself on the precipice of the tub. "That I did. Thanks for that. You eat?" Ruby nodded. "Good. Look babe, it'll be okay, okay?"

"You don't know that," Ruby set down her iPad and looked up at Blake, more tears threatening to spill from her eyes. "So don't tell me that."

"Look," Blake swallowed the rest of her bacon before continuing. "You're right, I don't know if everything will be okay, but I have faith it will." Ruby scoffed. "Listen! Doc likes you," she cut off Ruby before she could open her mouth to refute. "No! He likes you. He likes you a lot! You know what Dick told me? About when they were deployed?" Ruby shook her head. "Dick told me that anytime Doc could spare the time, he was looking at pictures of you."

"That's cause they had Claire in them," Ruby refuted, picking her iPad back up.

"Babe, I took all those photos, and only a handful of them had Claire in them." She took the device from Ruby. "Doc really likes you and obviously wants to pursue a relationship with you. And he may not have known exactly what he was getting into, but Doc doesn't seem like the kind of man to just bail on a person. So while you two may not agree on some things, I can tell you that the chances of Doc giving up on you because of that are almost slim to none.

"So I understand you're hurt and scared and concerned, but give him the benefit of the doubt okay? I think he was a little confused about last night, especially because you're always decent with Claire, but he wants to get to know you as a person. And yes, you can be a little shocking and flirty and slutty – not saying it in a bad way – when you're drunk, but it's part of your charm. So just, talk to him, okay?"

Ruby looked at her in a mixture of sadness and disdain. "Fine. Why do you have to be such an adult about everything?"

"It's just the way I am," Blake grinned.

"Yea, well stop it. It's infuriating. You're such a mom. Go have kids already and lecture them."

"Ah, but your life will be so incomplete without my lectures."

"Whatever," Ruby sighed and wiped the few remaining tears from her eyes. "Can I just sulk in your tub for the day? I swear I'll head to his apartment when he gets off work, but until then, can I have the tub?"

"Of course, babe. I won't be using it," Blake slapped her knee gently before standing and making her way to the kitchen. She grabbed another piece of bacon before pulling out a container and setting the food into it, putting it in the freezer when it had all been packed away. "Do you need anything?"

"No, babe. I'm good."

"Alright, I'll be on the couch if you need me."

"Thanks babe!"

"Why does the house smell like bacon?" Dick asked as he opened the door, his brow furrowed in curiosity.

"Apology bacon."

"Ah, of course," he set his bag down on the table before kissing Blake chastely on the lips. "I can also assume that she is currently hogging our tub?"

"Well, now that you're home, she should be wrapping it up shortly."

"Oh?" He asked curiously. He opened up the fridge door and groaned in despair. "Why do you feel the need to freeze the bacon? Why can't you just put it in the fridge?" He grumbled as he closed the refrigerator door and opened the freezer.

"Because I love watching you suffer," Blake perched herself on one of the counters as Dick set some bacon on a plate and shoved it into the microwave. "But back to Ruby."

"Yes – she'll be leaving soon?"

"That assumes, did Doc leave on time with everyone else?"

"Yep. I was the last one in the office." He stepped into the gap between Blake's legs and wrapped his arms around her waist.

"Well good, that means she'll leave in about thirty minutes," Blake draped her arms over his shoulder and rested her forehead against his, grinning as he kissed her.

"You two disgust me," Blake broke the kiss to see Ruby standing in the bathroom doorway, several blankets draped over her person and pillows hanging loosely from her hands.

"I see the bathroom troll has decided to grace us with her appearance."

"Screw you Blake," Ruby stuck out her tongue and made her way to the couch. "Why don't you take your stupid love bird act out of my house?"

"Because this is our house," Blake laughed as Ruby glared at her over her shoulder before setting the blankets down on the couch.

"Shut up with your technicalities you bully."

"You're the one being the bully," Blake dropped her hands back to her side as Dick moved to the microwave.

"Technicalities," Ruby stomped towards the kitchen and grabbed a piece of bacon from Dick's place before reaching for a cup of water.

"I'm glad that I'm very much used to her stealing my bacon and therefore always microwave an extra piece," Dick sighed before moving to sit at the breakfast nook.

"I made the bacon," Ruby spoke past the bacon in her mouth. "Therefore, I get dibs."

"Play nice you two," Blake chided, shaking her head in amusement.

"Yes mom," Ruby grumbled before chugging her water.

"You ready to go home and face Doc?" Blake grimaced at the scalding glare that was turned upon her. "Babe, you got to do it eventually."

"No I don't. I can always flee the country."

"You mean, hog my tub?"

"Oh, please no," Dick looked up from the paper in his hand. "I would like to have my bathroom back."

"I agree, babe," Blake turned back to Ruby. "Just go home to Doc. I'm pretty sure he'll surprise you."

"Hopefully in a good way," Ruby sighed as she threw the cup into the sink before skulking towards the front door. "If it doesn't though, I'm claiming your tub."

"As is only natural. Text me when you get there, okay?"

"Okay."

"Thanks!" Ruby nodded and slammed the door shut behind her, finally leaving Blake alone with her fiancé. "I pray to God that everything goes well. I don't know what it's like just you and me anymore," Blake looked at Dick with a grin, who returned the gesture.

Blake wasn't at all surprised when her door opened, Ruby and Claire stepping into the apartment with a grin. "So?" Blake asked as she closed the book and stood up. "How did it go?"

"I spent at least two hours just sobbing into his chest," Ruby handed Claire to Blake before bending down to slide off her shoes.

"That great, eh?"

"Even better," Ruby looked up with a small smile. "We've worked things out and, while I told him that I couldn't promise it wouldn't happen again, I could promise to try a bit better."

"I'm proud of you!" Blake grinned, bouncing up and down gently. "I told you it would go well!"

"Yea well," Ruby took Claire back and led the way back to the couch. "I am going to avoid the bars for a while though."

"You think you can?" Blake asked in genuine curiosity.

"It'll be hard, but you do it. Why can't I?"

"Well, you're willingness to try is definitely refreshing." Blake smiled, playing a small game of peak-a-boo with Claire. "I imagine you're going to grow rather bored rather quick though."

"I can handle it, babe."

"Alright," Blake conceded with a smile and returned to her game with Claire. "So you won't be laying claim to my tub for the next week?"

"Hopefully not," Ruby watched Blake and Claire with a grin.

"Good," Blake looked up at Ruby with a smile. "I've been in need of some alone time with Dick."

"The only alone time that I will accept is the kind where you're working on making babies."

Blake laughed loudly, grabbing Claire's hands gently and shaking her head with a smile, "There's the Ruby we all know and love!"

"Yea!" Claire chirruped in response, earning another laugh from Blake and Ruby.

"What do you guys want for lunch?"

"I was thinking maybe some pizza?"

"Sounds fine with me," Blake reached for the phone and dialed the number before pressing it to her ear. "Hey, Dick? Ruby and I were thinking pizza for lunch. Mind ordering?" A Pause. "Thank you darling. You're the best." She hung up and set her phone back on the counter.

"You are weak."

"I'd like to see you do better."

"I will."

"Alright."

"Alright. Next time we order pizza, I'll call."

"Fine by me."

"Veggietales until they get here?"

"Of course!"

"Not gonna lie Ruby," Blake closed the door behind her and set the groceries on the counter. "It's been almost two weeks without you feeling the need to go to the bar. You're doing really well."

"Well I really like him, babe." Ruby set her groceries beside Blake's. "I want to make it work."

"I'm so proud of you," Blake scooped Ruby into a quick hug before moving to the kitchen. "Mind unpacking the bags? I'll put everything up."

"If I must," Ruby heaved a sigh but set to work removing the food from the paper bags.

"Thanks babe," Blake took the eggs from the counter and began rearranging everything in the fridge. "What do you want to do tonight?"

"I don't know. Maybe watch some movies?"

"Sounds good to me. What do you wanna watch?"

"No idea. It would depend on whether or not we have Claire."

"Ah, good point."

"Is Dick gonna be home?"

"No. He's got a dinner event for the battalion, so he and Nix are going to be busy all night."

"Sounds nice."

"I know right? I just hope Nix returns him to me in one piece."

"When doesn't he?"

"When he's too hammered to take care of himself."

"Understandable."

"Yea, you and I do something very similar. Except, you end up crashing here, whereas Dick ends up crashing at Nix's."

"Systems," Ruby offered up with a grin.

"Yeah," Blake chuckled. She closed the fridge door and returned to the counter to help Ruby fold the paper bags. "So what all have you done lately? Like, outside of the bars?"

"Mostly been spending my time with Doc and Claire It's been nice." She held out the rest of the bags to Blake who set them in the recycle bin.

"I'm glad. It's good to get some quality time in with them." Ruby nodded and walked to the couch. Just as she sat down, her phone chirruped loudly, startling the both of them.

"Who's that? Also, thank them for the heart attack," Blake sat down beside Ruby.

"It's Scotty," Ruby grinned, opening the message. "Seems he's been a little lonely at the bar," Ruby seemed to deflate and she glanced at the phone sadly. "He says that if I want, I'm always welcome to tend."

"Well, that's not so bad, now is it?" Blake asked curiously, pulling a pillow into her lap and tucking her legs up under her. "I mean, it doesn't require you to drink."

"Yea, but it can still lead me back to my old self."

"You know we don't want you to change completely, right?"

"Will you make up your mind?" Ruby chuckled with an exasperated groan. "Do you want me drunk or not."

"Oh I never want you drunk," Blake grinned back. "You're far too much trouble when you're drunk. But I don't want you to completely give up on having fun." Just as Blake spoke, her doorbell rang. She glanced curiously at Ruby, who merely shrugged, before standing up and walking towards the door. She looked in the peephole and sighed, scratching her brow with a small chuckle before opening the door. "It also looks like you might not have a choice," Scotty walked through the door.

"It's been a little quite without you around, and since you've given up drinking, I figured that it was a little hard for you, and you might want to come bar tend for a bit," Scotty ducked his head with a blush and rubbed the back of his neck.

"Scotty, you giant Nordic puppy," Ruby stood up and wrapped her arms around his waist (the highest she could get them) and planted a kiss on his cheek. "But I don't know…" she stepped away and cast a glance to Blake.

"I don't see a problem with it, babe," Blake shrugged, a hand on her hip. "It's not drinking, and I don't even think Easy is going out tonight, so you'll be fine. Go have some fun."

"But I look like trash," Ruby gestured to her outfit.

"Here," Blake closed the door and made her way to the bedroom, Ruby trailing behind her. "You're always leaving clothes, so of course I wash them and shove them in your drawer. I'm sure we can find something for you."

"You're a doll, babe," Ruby wrapped her arms around Blake as she stooped down, kissing her sloppily on the cheek.

"Yea yea," Blake laughed and wiped at her cheek. "Here," she pulled out a folded set of pants and shirt. "I think this should be good."

"Sweet!" Ruby took the clothes and scampered towards the bathroom, emerging a few moments later in the tight button up shirt and tight black jeans. "You got any boots I can wear babe?"

"Of course," Blake stepped to the closet and pulled it open. "You can wear my riding boots if you so desire."

"Thanks babe!" Ruby slid the boots on and gave Blake another hug before exiting the apartment, Scotty close behind.

"Finally!" Blake sighed to Trigger as she threw herself down on the couch. "I love everyone but I seriously want me time." He woofed in response.

Blake wasn't even aware she had drifted off until her phone's frantic ringing awoke her. Blinking away the few remaining of tendrils of sleep, she reached for her phone and pulled it towards her. She read the 911 text and sighed, forcing herself up and reaching for her boots, which she pulled on and tied deftly before grabbing her wallet and keys.

"I'll be back soon Trigger," she closed the door behind her and immediately phoned Ruby.

She answered after only one ring, her voice high and frantic as she cried into the phone, "Babe! Emergency!"

"I garnered as much from the emergency text," Blake slammed her finger on the elevator door and waited for the doors to open. "What's wrong?"

"Easy just walked in."

"What's wrong with that?" Blake asked as she stepped into the elevator and hit the button to the main floor. "They've seen you at the bar before."

"Yeah, but…" she paused, "I don't want them to know I bar tend. I just, I want to keep that little piece of information between us."

"Alright, alright," Blake stepped from the elevator and made her way out of the building. "So you want an escape, I understand that, but how do you propose we do that?" She made her way to her truck, climbing in and switching to Bluetooth. "All of Easy knows that I don't drink – that I don't even frequent a bar unless you're involved. They're going to be a little suspicious if I walk in without you."

"I honestly don't care how you do it," her voice was momentarily drowned out by raucous laughter most likely supplied by Easy. "Stop by CVS and get some candy, condoms, and lube. If any of Easy asks, tell them you're dropping them off for Scotty. I'll let him know what's going on."

"I'm definitely not doing that," Blake mumbled in disgust.

"Babe, for all that is right in the world, you could just storm in here screaming about how someone drew a dick on your car. I don't care how you do it – just do it. This floor is dusty and I'd rather not ruin my jeans."

"You're sitting on the floor?" Blake grinned at the image. "Why are you doing that?"

"Because gravity suddenly took hold and told me it was nice down here – why do you think babe? Easy walked in and I couldn't get out the door, so I dropped."

"Alright, alright," Blake was laughing now but she reigned it in for Ruby's sake. "Give me about ten more minutes and I'll come to your rescue."

"Thank you!" Ruby groaned and hung up. Blake shook her head but drove down the road, trying to come up with some way she could walk into a bar full of Easy and extract her friend, without being too suspicious and without Easy seeing her.

By the time she parked her truck, she had a slight idea and walked towards the bed of the truck, hoping she still had anything of use in the toolbox. She sifted around quickly, fingering through the few jackets and blankets with ease before she locked onto the one she desired, cheering silently and closing the box.

She held up the jacket and inspected it in the dim light, taking note of the dust that had accumulated upon its surface as well as the blood splatter trailing the entire right arm and shoulder. Praying she could seem the least bit convincing, she straightened her back and stormed into the bar.

She watched Easy out of the corner of her eye but feigned ignorance of their presence as she strode to the counter, the jacket slung over her shoulder and her mouth set. She was halfway to the counter when Malarkey noticed her, immediately turning to slap Guarnere. Guarnere turned to Malarkey in frustration, but Malark merely pointed at Blake. Once Guarnere realized who it was, he slapped Babe, who continued down the line until all of the present Easy had turned their eyes to her in confusion.

"Blake!" Scotty's smile dropped as Blake stormed her way behind the bar, her eyes set on his face. She located Ruby quickly and nodded slightly before focusing her attention back to Scotty.

"You man whore," Blake growled, holding the jacket as close to his face as she could before flinging it down to Ruby. "I can't believe I trusted you." She made sure Ruby had thrown the jacket over herself before continuing, "I don't even know why I bothered. It's the same freaking story every single time. Yet, like an idiot, I always believe you." She stepped into his personal space, forcing him to step back. "I hope it was worth it," Blake paused and turned her head, catching sight of the men of Easy Company as they formed around the counter.

"Let's take this out back," she grabbed the sleeve of Scotty's shirt, forcing him to bend down to accommodate her height, and the collar of Ruby's jacket and stormed out the backdoor. As soon as the door swung behind them, Blake pushed Ruby towards the parking lot and spun back to Scotty. "I'm sick of your games, Scotty," she growled. She forced him back to the wall of the bar just as Liebgott, Webster, Skinny, and Jackson stepped out, Toye, Guarnere, Babe, and the rest crowding behind the door. "And I would ask for an apology, but I know I'll never get one from you.

"So instead, let this be a little reminder of everything you've done," she sized him up before continuing. "Screw you," she shifted her leg slightly and Scotty, well aware of Blake's tendency to aim low in both shooting and kicking, immediately covered his crotch. Blake spun, offering a kind smile and her habitual salute to the four boys crowding in front of the door.

She strode from the alley without a second glance, turning only when she had cleared the corner. Seeing that none of the men had followed her, she quickly climbed into her truck, slamming the door shut behind her. "I feel horrible," she rested her head against the wheel, guilt for her treatment of Scotty already beginning to rise in her stomach.

Ruby grinned up at her, the jacket still covering her from any prying eyes. "Babe, you were great!" She cried as Blake turned the engine over. "Oh man! Easy didn't even realize I was right under their noses!" Her tone sobered. "Poor Scotty. Did you have to yell at him like that though?"

Blake looked over at Ruby blankly, "Look. It was better than any of your harebrained schemes, okay?" She pulled out of the parking lot and began to make her way back to the apartment. "Please tell him I am so sorry."

"Don't worry, b. I'm gonna send him an apology bouquet." Ruby straightened up and set the jacket in her lap. "I should probably send this back to him as well; he's been missing it lately." She studied the dark jacket. "Why is there blood on the sleeve?"

"You remember that time we were doing that thing? And I clipped my hand pretty good?"

"Yea," Ruby nodded. "Oh right! You had to use the jacket to staunch the bleeding," she took a sharp breath. "Let's not tell Scotty about that."

"Agreed," Blake stopped at a red light. "So, what are you going to do? I know you're definitely not going to give up bar tending, but you don't want Easy to know you do it."

"I've been thinking about it," Ruby dropped the sleeve and leaned against the window. "I'm thinking a wig, maybe some colored contacts, and make up."

"That might work," Blake shrugged. "Oh gosh."

"What?"

"The boys are of course going to tell Dick that I came into a bar, fussing up a storm," she turned down the road before continuing, "and so he's gonna question everything."

"Just tell him you were helping me out."

"Of course," Blake laughed and shook her head. "You owe me big time."

"That I do, babe," she grinned widely. "That I do!"

"I'm surprised Easy didn't even see you once. It's so unlike them; I think I need to tell Dick to step up the training."

"Oh b," Ruby whined, "that's not fair. You were quite a sight to see."

"Was I really?" Blake asked curiously.

"Yea! Babe! Even I have rarely seen you angry! And you never make it public!"

"Good grief," Blake cried as she pulled into the apartment parking lot. "Can we send him a gift card too? I feel even more horrible now."

"Of course babe," Ruby patted her on the arm before sliding from the truck. "I'm gonna go hit the shower."

"You gonna have Doc come pick you up?" Blake asked as she followed Ruby into the building.

"Yea, but I'm gonna let him have some fun with the boys before I do that."

"Understood."

"Did you have fun last night?" Blake asked as Dick walked in the door for lunch.

"Sometimes I wonder what would happen if we put Ruby and Nix in a room full of alcohol," he chuckled as he scooped her into his arms, kissing her strongly.

"Hmmm," Blake leaned back slightly, "they'd probably just pass out on the floor." She kissed him again.

"Yes, but then we'd be free," he laughed and straightened up. "So, mind telling me what Easy was fussing over about today? It had to do with you and a bar and yelling?"

"Excuse me," Blake chuckled, grabbing a plate from the counter and setting it at the table. "I don't yell – you know that."

"Of course," Dick nodded, "you got enough of that with your parents. You think it accomplishes nothing anyway."

"Exactly." She grabbed her own plate and sat down beside him. "So I would never yell. However, I did have some very stern words with a very specific bar tender."

"Did you now?" He quirked an eyebrow and bit into the piece of chicken. "And what words were these?"

"I honestly have no idea," Blake laughed. "Ruby needed help so I provided a distraction. Apparently, I did too good of a job with it."

"Well you never go in something half cocked, so I'm not surprised. But you never go in guns blazing, so I am a little surprised you made it so public."

"Ruby needed help, I offered help the best way I could. Trust me, I feel horrible about it. I had a hard time removing my face from that pillow this morning," Blake set down her fork and grimaced.

"Hey, you helped your friend," Dick wrapped an arm over her shoulder. "You care about her. That's one of the reasons I love you so much."

"Kiss up," Blake smiled up at him, kissing his jaw.

"Now and forever and always. I know where you aim when you shoot," Blake glared at him in mock anger, drawing a laugh from Dick. "You gonna come into work with me after lunch? Ruby's gonna be there," he planted a kiss on the crown of her head before returning to his meal.

"Sure," Blake shrugged and returned to her meal as well.

Ruby wasn't at all surprised when she walked into the office and was immediately crowded around by several of the men, all of them clambering for her attention. She and Blake dropped by often and the boys always found the time to tell them funny or interesting stories from the day.

"Ruby!" Julian called as he led her away from Doc and towards a large conglomeration of desks. "Did you hear what happened last night at Scotty's?"

Ruby feigned innocence. "No?" She sat down, Cowboy, Jackson, Skinny, Miller, and Garcia beside her while some of the older men like Skip and Malarkey and Toye and Guarnere remained standing. "What happened?"

"Blake came in and chewed out Scotty," Cowboy intoned. "It was a sight to see."

"Oh? Do tell?" Ruby listened enthusiastically as the men spoke, their voices sometimes rising to be heard over the others. While she had been there, she still found the story amusing and did not have to fake her laughter as some of the boys mentioned that Blake could probably kill them all if she so desired.

"Laughing at my expense I see," Blake grinned as she strode into the office, immediately joining the crowd.

"Never at your expense, ma'am," Blithe offered for the rest of the group.

"Merely at your eccentricities," Ruby grinned. Blake shook her head and stuck out her tongue before turning back to the gathered Easy men.

"Yes, well, I'm sorry you had to witness that. I don't know what came over me," she gave Ruby a pointed look before apologizing some more. "Hopefully, it'll never happen again."

"If you don't mind," Jackson asked, his fingers playing with an old bullet casing. "What did he do?"

Blake tilted her head in thought for a few seconds, "Nothing in particular," she surmised, "he just screwed me over." She said the words so calmly that she feared several of the younger men stopped breathing, their eyes flitting between each other furiously.

"Hey Blake," Luz called from the back room. "Can I see you real quick?"

"Sure!" She called back. She grinned at the boys and nodded her head before stepping away. "What do you need?"

"Can you call out these numbers for me?" He held out a small notepad. "I've got to tune the radio, but Web wrote the numbers and I can't read his writing."

"Of course," Blake grabbed the paper and began reading. They finished the task quickly and just as Luz walked out the door, Dick walked in. "Hey," she grinned up at her fiancé. "Something wrong?"

"Not really," he leaned against the door, a smirk on his face. "But apparently some pipes broke at the BAQ, and it looks like Babe, Guarnere, Jackson, Skinny and Julian may be spending the night at ours for the next couple of days."

"Oh really?" Blake grinned.

"Yea," Dick stepped farther into the room and lowered his voice. "Also, they said something about removing the knives from your person because they're concerned about my safety."

Blake laughed loudly and stood up, making her way towards the door. She struggled to reign in her laughter so she could speak, "Ruby!" The brunette looked up from her conversation with Cowboy. "You so owe me!"