"Excellent Gwen." Hank praised pointing at the
bullet hole in the target’s leg.
"Not too shabby?" Gwen smiled, pleased at the shot.
"No, not bad at all." Hank said, pulling her in for a steamy kiss. "You ready for the rest of
the lesson?" Hank asked pulling away.
"Aw, there’s more!" Gwen whined.
"Yes. C’mon. We’ll finish up and you can get back to target practice. And every time you hit the target,
I’ll reward you with a kiss." Hank teased.
"Well, what are we waiting for? Let’s finish the lesson!" Gwen smiled, running over to her seat.
Hank followed behind.
"Okay, really there isn’t much more to cover, just proper storage and handling." Hank stated. "When
you’re taking the gun with you, always keep it in it’s case, and make sure the safety’s on, and it’s unloaded.
This is where most accidents come from, people forgetting to do one or the other."
"Okay, so I push this button here, and it releases the clip?" Gwen asked, pointing at a button.
"Yes. And after removing the clip, you put the safety on, and store it in the case." Hank turned around
and reached behind the table. Seconds later he produced a small box looking similar to a case for wrenches or
other small tool sets. "This is the case. This should fit in your purse, so you should be able to carry
the gun on you at all times."
"Okay." Gwen agreed.
"Well, that’s about all there is to tell you. Let’s have you fire a few more rounds, for practice."
Stated Hank, getting up and walking to the booth. Gwen followed and prepared to fire the gun again.
"You taught Gwen to do WHAT?" Luis yelled. They were seated in a small booth at the back of the smoky
"To shoot a gun. Really, it’s not a big deal." Hank nonchalantly replied.
"Yeah, almost everyone at the DA’s office carries one." Gwen added.
"Still, it’s a gun." Luis argued.
"Oh Luis, really, Gwen can handle it. And I’m sure Hank taught her everything she’ll need to know."
Sheridan shook her head back and forth.
"Plus there’s a good chance I won’t ever use it." Gwen stated.
"I wouldn’t be so sure. This Lonovich character scares me. I’m assigning one of the newbies to arrest him
tomorrow." Hank informed the group.
"Sure, have one of the lower agents do your dirty work." Luis mumbled.
"Of course, that’s what they’re for. I’m the boss, remember." Hank flashed a toothy smile at his buddy.
"Okay, here you guys go." The waiter said, placing four plates, all containing cheeseburgers, down
on the table. "Enjoy." He said, walking away from the table.
"This looks good." Hank said, taking a bite out of his burger.
"Yes." Gwen stated.
"So, how are things going at the Youth Center?" Hank asked Luis.
"Fine." Sheridan answered, prompting confused stares from Gwen and Hank. "I talked Luis into
letting me run the Youth Center, so he could work on his career."
"Oh. Really? I wouldn’t have thought Luis would do that." A shocked Hank stated.
"Well, I did buddy, don’t look so surprised." Luis laughed.
"Okay, I won’t." Hank stated, changing his facial expression back to his usual relaxed look.
They finished their dinner and sat chatting while the DJ began the music. A couple of fast songs started off
the set, and the couples stayed seated, watching the people dance. A few men in particular made them burst out
laughing. The beginning chord of a slow song started, and impulsively, Hank asked Gwen to dance.
"Thanks for asking me to dance." Gwen sighed as she put her arms around Hank’s neck.
"I should thank you." Hank replied.
"What did I ever do to deserve someone as kind as you?" Gwen asked.
"That’s my question." Hank lightly laughed.
are my everything. Nothing your love won’t bring. My life is yours alone. The only love I’ve ever known. Your
spirit pulls me through. When nothing else will do. Every night I pray on bended knee. That you will always
be. My everything.
They listened as the song stated their feelings exactly.
Hank tightened his hold on her body, and closed his eyes. She was his everything.
Gwen sighed and listened intently to the music. It was the perfect song. He was the only love she’s ever known.
‘Wait a minute, did I just say love? I can’t be in love with him, I’ve only known him for such a short while!’
Her mind pleaded, but she found her heart unwilling to listen. Torn, she rested her head on his chest and listened
as his heartbeat drowned out the music.
"Aren’t they so cute!" Sheridan squealed, holding Luis’s hand.
"Yeah." Luis rolled his eyes.
"Don’t do that buster! They are cute. I just wonder how long it will take them to realize they’re in love."
"What makes you think they’re in love. Sure they’re dating, but I don’t think they’re ‘in love’."
"Luis, look at the way he’s holding her. And look at how content she looks. You don’t see that with every
couple dating. Nope, only people in love."
"Sher, that means nothing. So they’re holding each other. That still doesn’t prove they’re in love."
"No, only the silly grins plastered over their faces, the constant staring at each other when the other isn’t
looking, and the fact that both of them were playing footsie under the table tonight proves my point." Sheridan
"Alright Sher, if you say so. They’re in love. But don’t count on Hank admitting it right away. When ever
he feels sure of something, he gets nervous. It’ll take something big happening for him to admit it." Luis
"Kinda like what me faking my death did for us." Sheridan stated.
"Right. When something big comes along, Hank’ll tell her." Luis replied, kissing Sheridan’s forehead.