Cindy sat on Lindsay's porch, still piecing together what exactly she was going to say.

"So I guess you decided on private" Lindsay said as she walked up the front walk. "I just had dinner with Claire and Jill, we thought maybe you would show." Lindsay said as she sat down.

"I thought about it, but I figured they each got a one on one." Cindy looked over and smiled at her.

"They filled me in a little so you don't have to go through the whole thing again. I just want to know that you are okay."

"I really am, I just hope that we are. I know what I did was stupid and I should have trusted you guys enough to talk to you about it but with everything else that was going on at the time I didn't want to add to the stress level. I do need to know that the next time you are looking at me from the other side of the bars, because let's face it there will be another time," she looked at Lindsay "that you are going to trust me. But I know that this was big, it was kinda an actual crime not just a made up obstruction one, so I will understand if you want to put some distance between us. I can do my job from the other side of the yellow tape."

"You may want to take a breath and for the record I do trust you" Lindsay assured her "but let's try not to get arrested for few months, okay." She said smiling.

"I'll try."

They sat there quietly for a few minutes when Lindsay finally asked, "am I in any nightmares?"

"What?" Cindy was taken aback by this question. "No." she said as she looked away.

Lindsay reached over and took her hand. Cindy looked back at her "I don't know if I can."

"More trust, remember."

Cindy took a deep breath and looked away, "you shot me." she said in barely a whisper. When she didn't hear the oh she looked back and saw the tears escaping down Lindsay's face. She went to stand up, "I shouldn't have said anything, I'm sorry."

Lindsay stopped her, "it's okay. I had a feeling that might be it. I had the same dream." Now it was Cindy's turn to be confused. Lindsay looked at her, "we all did. Claire doing the autopsy, Jill never having the chance to apologize, me being responsible for the shooting. Of course in my dream I didn't actually do it, it happened while I was trying to get the gun from Charlie, but same difference."

Cindy let out a little chuckle "Jill was right, I could have avoided rehab."

Lindsay nodded and put her arm around her. "Yep."

"You do know that we have to stop making jokes about me having a gun, right?"

"Yep."

My thanks to James Patterson for creating such great characters, and letting me borrow them.