You’d been sneaking around the precinct all week—texting Lucy under your desk, whispering to Angela in the breakroom, and making excuses to meet Nyla in the parking garage.

Planning a surprise party for Tim Bradford wasn’t easy, especially when the man noticed every little thing. But it was worth it.

The team gathered at Nolan’s place under the guise of a department barbecue, and you stalled Tim with a fake “double shift mix-up.”

When he finally walked in, the room erupted with “Surprise!” and confetti rained down. His stunned face turned straight to you.

“You did this?” he asked quietly, eyes a little too soft for someone surrounded by shouting cops.

“Of course I did,” you said, stepping into his arms. “You never let anyone take care of you. Let me.”

Angela teased him for blushing while Lucy winked at you across the room. And when Tim kissed you in front of everyone, the loudest reaction came from Smitty. “Well, damn. I owe Nyla twenty bucks.”