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Perfect Match

Episode 17 written by Karen
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Disclaimer: The characters in the following fan fiction do not belong to me. They belong to CBS and Viacom and other powers that be. I am only using them for the purpose ofwriting this story. No money is being made from this writing it is for entertainment purposes only. And now on with the show...

Community General

Steve entered the doctor's lounge looking for one person and one person only. He smiled as he saw Jesse Travis sleeping on the couch in the corner. He then saw his father at the table and went to where he sat, "hey, Dad." He pulled out a chair and took a seat next to his father.

Mark noticed how his son was smiling at his sleeping friend, "what are you doing here so early?" Mark asked looking at his watch noticing that it was a little after ten in the morning, "and why are you smiling like that?"

Steve just grinned, "Mandy wants me to have a talk with Jesse."

Mark thought about the argument that he had with his son a few months back about Mandy and how he had asked Cheryl to check her records. He was glad that he was wrong about her and couldn't wait to find out what his son was up to, "with Jesse?"

Jesse raised his head from the couch, "can't a guy get some sleep around here?"

Steve got up and headed over to his friend, Steve moved Jesse's feet to have a seat.

Opening his eyes just a little to peak out Jesse sighed, "Oh come on Steve...what are you doing?"

Steve chuckled at his friend as his father shook his head at his son, "Jesse, we need to talk. You see I have a problem and you can help me with it."

"You are wanting me to help you...when you are preventing me from the little sleep granted me?" Jesse snapped.

"Jess, you sound like an old woman," Steve teased.

"First you wake me, then you insult me...whatever you want the answer is NO!" The young doctor then got to his feet and started toward the door sleepily.

"Don't you want to know what I want?" Steve asked following him.

Turning to face the detective Jesse knew that he wasn't going to be getting any sleep unless he heard Steve out, "what is it?"

"Ok, see Mandy has this friend...and she has seen you around at Bob's and wants to go out with you," he said with a pleading tone.

"You mean to tell me you came all the way here on your day off to ask me to go on a date with someone?"

"Well, Mandy really thinks that Linda is a perfect match for you...come on what do you say?" Steve watched his friend as he thought about what he was asking.

"What do you know about her?" Jesse asked as he headed to the coffee pot.

"I have only met her a few times, but know that she is really beautiful and well, she is nice," Steve explained.

"She isn't some kind of murderer is she?" he questioned further raising his eyebrow at his friend.

"Jess, come on will you do it?"

"I know that I may regret this, but sure one date," Jesse then forgot about his coffee he wanted to pour and headed back to the couch, "now, if you will excuse me, I am going to get some sleep."

Going back to where his father sit Steve just grinned as he cheerfully said, "have a good nap."

Mark looked at his son, "let's walk to my office and leave Jesse to sleep."

Jesse raised his head and looked at Mark, "thank you, Mark."

Father and son exited the lounge and started toward Mark's office, "he is working a double shift and has a little over an hour to go."

"That would explain the grouchy mood," Steve chuckled, "so...when is your shift over?"

Looking at his watch Mark sighed, "In about five more hours."

"Well, what about some lunch? I can come back by in a few more hours?" Steve stopped to look at his father adding, "I was hoping that Mandy could join us."

"Sure, that sounds great. Where do you want to go?"

"Why not here...the food is great and well, since you are going to be here anyway?" Steve was beaming just thinking about having the chance to eat in the hospital cafeteria.

"Son, I really have to talk to you about you taste in food."

"What do you mean? How many times do I have to tell..."

"That the hospital food here is only second best to Bob's," Mark repeated the words that he had heard his son say a million times. "What does Mandy think about you taste in food?"

"Oh she just loves it. She is a big fan of hospital food too," Steve explained as his face lit up for the second time that morning.

"Sounds like you two are meant for each other."

The Next night, Bob's

Jesse entered with Lynda and headed over to a table, "I am so glad that you agreed to come here," Lynda smiled.

"Hey, if you want the best BBQ ever cooked and want to eat here, then I am happy to oblige." He pulled out a chair for her and soon their waiter came to them.

Jesse looked up at Alex's smiling face and then peaked over at the counter to see both Steve and Mandy watching him. "We will take a seat in the back."

Turning to gaze at Steve and Mandy, Alex chuckled, "I don't blame you."

Lynda gazed at her friend, "I can't believe them...So Jesse, would you like to show me around BBQ Bob's. I've always wondered how these places worked."

Jesse looked at her somewhat dumbfounded, that she wanted to look around the place on their date. "Sure, I'll show you the kitchen which is really the only part that you don't usually get to see."

"Perfect."

Steve heard the phone ring as his partner and Lynda went into the kitchen, "BBQ Bob's."

A woman's voice on the other end of the phone, began to speak. "there are several small explosives set in your restaurant...you have less than a minute to get every one out." The line went dead and Steve looked up at the busy room before him.

He then looked over at Alex who now stood in front of him, "we need to get everyone out of here."

Steve shouted to get everyone's attention in the dinning area and the kitchen, "May I have your attention. We all need to get out of here right now. There has been a bomb threat."

As people started to rush out the door and across the street. Steve called to Alex, "get Mandy out of here. I am going to make sure that the kitchen is clear."

As the announcement had been called out by his partner, Jesse and Lynda were in the Walk-in Cooler and were unable to hear over the blowing of the vents.

They got back into the kitchen area just as Steve came into the room calling out, "we need to get out of here. There was a bomb threat."

Jesse looked at his friend, "a bomb threat?"

"We can talk about this outside. We need to get out of here," Steve yelled at Jesse.

Not having to be told twice he and Lynda headed toward the door.

For Steve the next few seconds slowed down to a crawl as an explosion sounded off right next to where Lynda and Jesse were.

Jesse pushed Lynda out of the way as he heard the explosion and Steve watched as the young man fell right behind his date. "Jess," Steve called out going to his side. He looked at Lynda and found that she was alright just a little shocked as she tried to stand up.

Steve knelt down beside his young friend and saw how his face was burnt around his eyes and he quickly picked him up as he heard another explosion form the dinning area.

It seemed like it took forever to get out of the building and as he rushed across the street and laid his friend down Steve looked up at Bob's as another explosion went off.

Steve could hear the sirens in the distance as he looked down at Jesse and closed his eyes for a quick second as Alex came to his side and started working feverishly on his friends and colleague.

Hours, Later Community General

Mark sat next to Jesse's bed waiting for him to wake. He looked at the bandages around his eyes and right side of his face and sighed. He watched as the young man started to stir and stood.

He was worried about his young friend as the images of him being wheeled into the ER came to his mind. He took hold of Jesse's hand as the young doctor reached for his face with both hands.

"Jesse, can you hear me son?" Mark asked as he noticed his friend starting to panic.

Hearing Mark's voice made Jesse freeze, "Mark? Where am I? Why..."

Mark felt his heart sink at those words knowing exactly what Jesse was wanting to ask next, "Jess, do you remember what happened to you?"

Jesse swallowed hard and winched at how much the simple task hurt him, "I was at Bob's."

"Jesse, there was an explosion and you have several burns, cuts and lacerations to the right side if your face and side," Mark explained and watched the young man reach once again for his face.

"How bad?" He asked sadly.

"We were able to remove all of the metal and wood fragments that were lodged around your eyes, but I am not sure what the full damage is...there was just too much swelling to know," he watched Jesse's hands fall to the bed.

Jesse could feel the pain that was on the right side of his body and lay there for a few minutes thinking before he started to speak, "what if...if my eyes were damaged?"

"You have to believe that they aren't..." Mark knew that Jesse was scared...the truth was he was scared for the young man.

"If I never see again...that's it, I'll never be able to be a doctor...again," the young man said in a heartbreaking whisper.

"Yes you will," Mark told him in no certain terms, "you'll see!"

Mark could have kicked himself the second that those words came out of his mouth, "Oh Jess..."

Before he could say anymore Jesse stopped him as he cried out, "see...I wish that I could see...I wish that this were all a nightmare and I would wake up soon."

Mark placed his hand on his friends shoulder as he started to panic, "Jesse, I need for you to calm down...Take a few deep breaths..."

After a few moments Jess started to calm a little, but said nothing.

Mark watched him and then went for his friend's chart and decided that he was going to check his friend and see how he was physically doing. "Jess, I want to...."

Jesse stopped him. "Mark...I'm sorry. I shouldn't have shouted at you."

"It's alright...I am going to do a little examination and see how you are healing...alright," he patted his friend on his shoulder.

"Ok," Jesse said his voice came out like a scared five year old.

An Hour Later

Mark was still by his friend's side watching over him even though he had fallen asleep a few minutes before. He heard a light tap on the door and turned to see his son entering the room, "how is he?"

Smiling Mark got to his feet met his son and motioned for him to step out of the room. As soon as they were in the hall Mark shut the door and turned to Steve, "sorry, but he just fell a sleep a few minutes ago."

"That's alright...how is he?" Steve's face was lined with worry for his best friend. He had been working none stop since the ambulance left Bob's with Jesse and Alex in it.

"Scared," Mark told his son shaking his head. "I've never seen him so scared before."

"He looked so bad...with the burns and..." Steve closed his eyes...he could still see Jesse lying on the side walk in his mind.

"His eyes are what worry me the most," he took a deep breath wanting to find out anything about what happened. "Son, what happened? Alex said that there was a bomb threat."

"Yeah, but the good new is we found the person responsible for it."

Hearing those words relieved Mark a little, but finding the person that started this mess was the least of his worries, "son, I'll be able to release him in a few days...I am taking a little time off and have him stay at the beach house so I can watch over him."

"That's a great idea," Steve watched his father face turn serious.

"Oh no..."

Steve looked at his father as his eyes widened, "what?"

"With everything going on I forgot to call Amanda," Mark told his son.

"Yes you did...but I'll forgive you this time," Amanda said as she came toward them.

"How did you know?" Steve asked.

"Alex called me and told me what had happened," she explained coming to stand next to them. "How is he?"

Steve and Mark filled her in and after a few minutes, Steve and Amanda went in to see Jesse and promised to meet Mark in the doctor's lounge after looking in on their sleeping friend.

Two Days Later

Mark watched as Steve led Jesse into the living room and over to the couch, "...Ok, you can sit now," the detective told his friend.

After taking a seat on the couch Jesse sighed heavily, "thanks for letting me stay here."

"Hey, no problem," Steve assured his young friend as he looked over at his father who went into the kitchen. "Do you need anything?"

"Can I ask you something?" Jesse asked.

"Shoot."

"You never told me who...set up the explosives at Bob's...can you tell me what you know about what happened?"

Taking a deep breath Steve went to sit next to Jesse on the couch, "Amber Watkins was arrested a few hours after the explosion at Bob."

Jesse sat quiet for a few minute. He couldn't believe that Amber would do such a thing. She had worked for them at Bob's for about three months before she up and quit and seemed to be a really great person, "why?"

Steve shook his head as he looked at the bandages that still graced Jesse's face and remembered that he couldn't see him, "she never said why...as soon as she was arrested she would say anything to why she would want to set off explosives."

"Oh," was all that Jesse said and even that lacked any emotion.

"Hey, want me to cut on some music?" Steve asked getting up heading to the stereo.

"Sure."

Hearing what his son said Mark stopped him from cutting on the stereo and went to the CD player, "Jess, I just got the best CD the other day and have been wanting you to hear it."

"What is it?" Jesse asked turning his face to where the voices came from.

"A new classical, that I picked up," was all that Mark said as he glanced over at Steve knowing that wasn't his favorite music.

"Oh, Dad...come on you can't be serious...I mean you have so many good CD's and if you don't I do..." Steve started to protest.

Jesse chuckled at them, "Steve, really I want to hear it..."

"Oh you two win...if I didn't know any better I'd think you planned this torture," Steve threw his hands up in mocked frustration as he looked at his father. "I'm going to go cook a little dinner."

"You're cooking, Steve?" Jesse asked a hint of surprise in his voice.

Mark tried to hide the smile that was threatening to come to his face, "I'll go keep and eye on him Jess, and make sure he doesn't burn anything."

"I don't burn food," Steve informed them in no certain terms.

"Of course not, Son..." Mark patted his son on the shoulder and pointed to the wide grin on the young doctor's face...that was a sight they hadn't seen in a while.

"Jess, do you think that you will be alright, until Lynda gets here in a few minutes, alone in the living room, or would you like to come into the kitchen with us?" Steve asked his friend as he looked at his father with a grin. He didn't care if he was the one they joked about if it made Jesse smile a little.

"Lynda's coming over?" Jesse asked.

"Oh, did I forget to tell you about that?" Steve smiled as he heard a knock on the door, "that would be her."

Jesse listened as he heard Steve head for the door and opened it and smiled when he heard Lynda's voice.

Walking over to Jesse Lynda turned her face to look at Steve. After the explosion it took both Mandy and Steve to talk to the young lady to have her go see Jesse. Steve nodded at her as she headed to where Jesse sat, "Hi, Jesse."

"Lynda...I haven't heard from you in a few days," Jesse said as his smile got wider...to be honest he hadn't expect her to hear from her again after what happened.

"Sorry, I've been a little busy with work, but as soon as I heard that you were going to be coming to Steve's for a few days I thought I would drop by."

Mark and Steve looked at Lynda and motioned that they were going to leave them alone for a few minutes. She nodded as she watched them head out of the room.

"I'm glad that you did," Jesse could hear footsteps as they went farther away and wondered what was going on, "are you still here?"

"Yes, Steve and his father just left the room. Do you mind if I have a seat next to you?"

"Not at all, I've wanted to talk to ask you something anyway," he told her tried to hear what was going on. He hated the silence when no one was talking to him.

Soon she was sitting beside him feeling a little awkward. "So...what do you want to talk to me about?"

"I was wondering...that is, since things didn't work out the other day...that, maybe you would like to...I mean, after I get my bandages removed..."

"Jesse, are you going to get on with it..." she teased, "Steve's right you know..."

"What...what did Steve say?" Jesse asked forgetting about how nervous he was.

"Oh it's not important...so what is it you want to ask me?" She asked as she laughed a little.

"I was hoping that we could go out again sometimes," he felt relieved when he finally got the words out and waited for an answer.

She smiled as he saw how nervous he was, "Jesse, I would love to go out with you again when ever you are ready."

"Really?" Jess asked his excitement could be heard from the kitchen where Steve and Mark were preparing dinner.

"Yes Jesse, really. To hear you it sounds like you expected me to turn you down..."

"Well, after not hearing from you the last few days I was kind of thinking that maybe you..." Jesse confessed.

"Oh, that is my fault...I just felt bad that you got hurt pushing me out of the way...I wasn't sure what to say to you even when I saw you a few minutes ago...Steve made me see what I would be missing if I didn't come to see you."

"Remind me to thank him later," Jesse smiled.

Lynda looked at him for a minute and smiled as she lent in and gave him a kiss. After pulling away she asked, "So, tomorrow is Valentines Day and I was wondering if you would like to do something?"

Jesse was caught off guard by the question, "I was hoping that we could do something after the bandages are taken off...I mean, really right now isn't a good idea, I mean, I can't see and..."

Lynda could kick herself, "what if we do something here? Mark and Steve have already agreed to let us use the beach house"

Smiling Jesse agreed, "why not...are you sure that it is alright with you?"

"I am the one that asked you," she teased.

"Oh yeah," he said lamely.

Later That Afternoon

Lynda had stayed for an hour and then said her goodbyes. Steve helped Jesse into the kitchen and in no time everyone was sitting around the table eating.

Jesse sat on his side of the table picking at his food.

Both Mark and Steve watched Jesse as he laid his fork down, "what's the matter Jess. I tried not to burn it." Steve said looking worriedly at his friend.

"No...its fine just not very hungry," Jesse explained as he reached over to get some water and knocked the candle next to it over.

Both Mark and Steve were quick to get up as they saw the flame catch the table cloth and put it out fast.

Jesse heard them and tried to figure out what he did wrong, "what is it?"

Mark placed a hand on his friends shoulder, "just a candle turned over...it's alright."

Jesse just shook his head, "I'm going to head on to bed..." He got up carefully for the table."

Mark and Steve watched Jesse for a moment before Mark spoke up, "Jess, I'll help you to your room."

"No! I can make it on my own," Jesse told them as he slowly and carefully made his way out of the room with his hands straight in front of him trying to figure things out by what he remembered.

Steve sighed heavily as he looked at his father, "what are we going to do?"

Just be..." he stopped when he heard a loud crash from the living room. Both father and son rushed to where Jesse was getting to his feet, "are you alright?"

"Fine...just fine...," he snapped as he got stopped and turned to where Mark's voice came from, "what did I break?"

Mark looked at the floor to where a picture frame laid smashed, "just a picture frame."

"Mark...I am useless if I don't get my sight back...I mean look at me. First the candle now the picture frame, I am just worthless like this," Jesse told them.

"Stop that way of thinking right now, Jesse Travis. I will not have you talking like that. You are not useless or worthless..." Mark said in a firm but sympathetic tone.

"Dad's right, you had a few bad things happen to you tonight, but you have been doing great...You just have to learn that you need help and we are here to do just that...help you," Steve walked over to his friend and placed his hand on his shoulder. "Do want me to help you to the guest room?"

"Sure."

Later That Night

Jesse woke up somewhere in the middle of the night and wondered how late it really was. He'd laid there for what seemed like forever when he knew he had to talk to Steve. He got out of bed put his hands in front of him and headed out of the room.

Steve was sound asleep when he heard something that woke him with a start. He opened his eyes fast and listened for a minute until he heard the noise again. Reaching over for the lamp on the night stand he cut it on and looking at the door to hear yet another knock. He then looked at his clock to see that it was a little past two in the morning.

He went straight to the door to his room and opened it to see Jesse standing there, "is something wrong, Jess?"

"No, I need to talk to you," he said quietly.

"Jesse, do you know what time it is?" Steve yawned.

"Sorry is it still late?" He asked not really knowing what time it really was.

"It's alright, what do you want to talk about?" Steve asked as he led Jesse into the room.

"Bob's."

Steve was now wide awake, "Bob's?"

"Yeah, we talked about it and you told me that it was pretty much destroyed...I was just wondering what we are going to do now?"

Steve thought for a minute before he answered his friend, "Jess, we are going to have to rebuild. The insurance should pay for everything, but it will be a lot of work."

"Yeah, I sure that you're right," Jesse said as he sat there a few moments without saying anything more.

"Jess, what's up, did you really come down here to talk about Bob's?" Steve asked getting straight to the point so he could go back to bed.

"Yes...no...well, I need your help with something too."

"What do you need help with?" Steve asked sleepily.

"Can I get you to help me plan my date with Lynda tomorrow night?" Jesse heard some silence before he finally heard Steve say something and he was wondering if he had made his friend a little irritated at him.

"Sure, I have tomorrow off so I would love to help you." He then though that he would help Jesse back upstairs so he could hopefully come back to his bed and get some sleep"

"Thanks." Jesse then listened to more silence.

"Ok Jess, out with it...what is really going on?" Steve asked noting that his young friend was a little too quiet.

"The truth?"

"That would be nice, Jess."

"The silence with the darkness is driving me crazy," the young man confessed.

"Oh, how about a snack and then we can both go back to our rooms and get a little sleep," Steve suggested as he went to Jesse's side to help him towards the kitchen, "how did you make it down those stairs so quietly?"

"I was lucky," Jesse teased.

The Next Morning

After planning what Jesse and Lynda's date would be like that night Steve had left his father and friend at the beach house so he could go shopping and then stopped Jesse's to pick up a few things that Jesse needed.

Mark was just finishing the breakfast dishes when he heard a knock at the front door. He looked over at Jesse who was sitting at the table and then headed into the next room to see who was there.

Opening the door he smiled when he saw Tess Kirkland standing there, "well hey, young lady where are your grandparents?"

"Grandma is on her way to the door she forgot something in the car," Tess told the older man.

"I see, what brings you guys out?" Mark asked cheerfully.

Mary walked up to the front door and smiled at Mark, "Tess is out of school today. I thought that since we were on this side of town I would come over and see if you were at home. Tess has been begging me to bring her over to see you and Steve. Hopefully next week we can swing by and see Doctor Travis."

Mark face went a little serious, "well, Jesse's here."

Tess's little face lit up. "Really can I see him?"

"Sure he's in the kitchen."

The little girl took off running for the kitchen and ran straight over to Jesse and gave him a big hug right before she looked up to his face.

"Oh my...who do we have here?" Jesse asked with a grin knowing it was a child.

Tess looked at her friend, "what happened?"

"Oh, Tess...it's been a while, how is school going?" Jesse asked getting away from the little girls question.

She climbed onto Jesse's lap and gave him a hug again, "it's no fun..."

"Why is that?"

She let a small sigh, "do you remember school from when you were little?"

Smiling Jesse answered, "Yes."

"Then you know that it isn't that much fun...I mean those teachers tell you what to do all the time."

"Well, I am sure that your old teachers told you what to do," Jesse said trying to hide how much he wanted to laugh.

"Well yeah, but at least there was only one teacher, but at my new school we have three teachers and I just only want to talk orders from one teacher...that's all," she pointed out in no certain term.

"I know what you mean...taking orders isn't fun but," he said pausing for a moment, "it is so fun to learn new things."

"Sometimes."

Jesse choice his next words carefully, "you know I wasn't an easy learner when I was your age."

"Really why is that?" Tess asked as her mouth dropped opened.

"Oh yeah...I never took school seriously until I was in the fifth grade. Then I just caught on with what the teachers were trying to teach me and look at me now I am a doctor," he pointed out.

Mark stood next to the door with Mary listening to what Jesse was saying and watched how he was enjoying being with Tess. He then turned to his new friend and they left the room to give Jesse and Tess a little more time together.

Tess jaw drop yet again, "Hey, Jesse?"

"Yeah."

"Can I be a doctor too?" She asked her eyes staring at him knowing that she really wanted to be like Jesse and Mark.

"If that is what you want Tess, then yes you can one day be a doctor, if you work hard...that is."

Later That Afternoon In The Guest Room

Steve helped Jesse with his finishing touches of getting ready for his date with Lynda, "Jess, will you stay still?" Steve asked impatiently as he tried to put Jesse's tie on.

"I'm sorry...I'm just nervous," Jesse said in his defense.

"I know, but you are never going to be ready if you don't let me get this tie on you."

"Did you get the roses?" Jesse asked.

"Yes...for the hundredth time I got the roses, candy, the right CD's from you apartment...did I forget something?" Steve asked.

"Did you..."

Steve smiles as he picked up Jesse's jacket, "Everything was cooked."

"You didn't cook did you?" Jesse asked in mock surprise.

"No, Dad did the cooking Jess."

"Steve...thank you. I wouldn't know what to do without you," Jesse said seriously.

"I know...no one can do anything without my help," Steve teased.

"Oh really?" A voice said from behind Steve.

"Hi Dad," Steve greeted.

Mark headed over to the young doctor, "You look nervous."

"I am," Jesse said swallowing hard.

"No kidding," Steve retorted.

Later, On The Deck

Lynda looked around the deck to see lots of white candles lit and roses everywhere, "oh Jesse...this is just breath taking."

Jesse wished that he could see it, but he knew that Steve would do a great job setting up the deck, "thanks, but I really didn't do anything."

"Oh I bet that you are the one that planned this," she said reaching across the table taking his hand.

"I just came up with a few idea's I don't even know what this deck looks like," he confessed.

"Want me to tell you?" Lynda asked.

"Sure."

She stood and went to his side, "come here."

Jesse stood and Lynda guided him to the flowers, "there are a few dozen roses all around," she told him bringing his hand to touch the petals.

She then placed his hand over a candle so that he could feel a little heat, but not close enough to get burnt, "there are so many white candles all over the place."

"Sounds nice," Jesse said bringing his hand to her face then they kissed.

Pulling away after a new moments Lynda smiled, "oh, but the scenery wouldn't be complete with out one great doctor," she said giving him another quick kiss.

"Oh, anyone I know?" Jesse asked.

"You may," she said helping him back to the table.

Three Hours Later

Jesse stood at the railing of the deck as Lynda looked out at the ocean and described what the moonlight looked like that night.

"Jesse, this was just perfect. I can't tell you the last time I have enjoyed myself more," Lynda told him as she leaned against him as his arms went around her.

"I enjoyed it too," he told her smiling.

She turned her head to face him, "would you like to go on another date soon?" She asked before she leaned her head against him once again.

"Wild horses couldn't stop us from going out again."

"Sounds like we have another date then," she retorted happily.

"Yes it does."

"Why don't you call me tomorrow and let me know when you would like to go out. I have to get to work early so I had better get heading home," she sadly said pulling away from him.

"I'll walk you to the door," he told her as she took his hand.

"You better I mean...I still want to kiss you good night," she teased.

After seeing his date to the door Jesse opened the front door to the beach house and closed it as he tried to make it across the room.

Hearing the door close Mark came out of the kitchen, "how was the date?"

Jesse turned to where Mark's voice came from, "wonderful."

Three Days Later, Community General

Jesse sat on the examining table as Mark unwrapped the bandages from around the young doctor's eyes, "we are almost ready."

Jesse sighed nervously, "I have to see...Mark."

Mark finally pulled the bandage away, "ok, slowly you can open your eyes."

Jesse opened them and after what seemed like forever to him he started to see Mark come into focus, "it's blurry but I can see you Mark." Jesse blinked a few times before Mark face became clear to him.

"Oh, that's great, Jess," Mark patted his shoulder with a wide grin on his face.

Lynda's apartment

Mandy sat next to Lynda and smiled, "Sloan and Travis are idiots. Before they know it they will be the cause of not just their deaths but also the death of Steve's father."

Lynda raised a wine glass, "and our job will be over and well...we are getting paid good to out smart those two.

"I can't wait to see Steve die," Mandy said pulling out her gun and looking at it.

Taking the gun from her friend Lynda smiled, "oh no... Carter has more planned for our friends.

The End