Pillow Talk

Salem or Bust - A

"You all set?" Jamie asked Eddie as he closed his duffle. The cab will be here in a half hour to take us to the airport. Eddie zipped her suitcase closed and wheeled it out to the living room. "All set. Are you sure flying is the right idea?" Eddie had taken he two weeks of vacation she had coming to her while Jamie was recovering from a back injury he sustained on the job. He would be out at least two more weeks himself, so they planned a romantic getaway, just the two of them. They hoped it would be a beautifully romantic and relaxing week. They'd begin in Salem, move south along the coast to Quincy, followed by Plymouth and finally Cape Cod.

"I'm sure," Jamie replied. "I just have to take it slow, but I'm really much better. The doctors have said so, and so did the department trainer. Stop worrying, I'll be back in the car with you in no time."

Jamie had kept his promise to Eddie when a perp had sent him down a flight of stairs on his back nearly the entire way. He told Danny that he wanted his partner close, that he was concerned that his tumble had shaken her up. Danny bought it and no one said a word about Eddie' presence at the hospital or the house while Jamie healed the first few days. Now he was back at his own apartment, they explained Eddie's presence as concern for her partner and her best friend.

Their flight into Boston's Logan Airport was a pleasant one, and after claiming their bags, the pair approached the car rental desk, ready to get on their way.

"I'm sorry I didn't plan this better," Eddie apologized as they waited on the seemingly endless Avis rental car line. "Want me to hold the bag for a bit?"

"No, it's fine," he said. "The line's not your fault, honey. Don't let something small like this start the week out badly."

"I'm glad you think like that," Eddie sighed, slipping her arm around his waist. "How did your back feel during the landing? It was pretty bumpy."

"It's okay," Jamie assured her. "Not a twinge."

Eddie looked up and smiled. "Good. Oh, they're opening another line."

With quick movement she and Jamie became the third couple in that line. After scanning Jamie's ID and insurance, their representative Samuel handed Jamie the keys. "Here you are, slip 16."

"Finally," said Jamie, reaching for a pen on the counter to sign the forms in front of him. It felt like it took forever.

A few minutes later they arrived hand in hand at slip 16 to find a relatively new convertible, a Mustang. Eddie frowned when she saw the small two seater car and beamed. At least they got that right. Eddie knew how much Jamie adored American heavy metal.

Jamie beamed and with Eddie's help loaded their bags into the small trunk. Eddie smiled. "Sometimes you don't realize your own limitations," she scolded him gently for trying to pick up too many bags at once, causing a small wince. Jamie started the engine and pulled away from the airport and turned towards northbound I-95.

"Sometimes," he agreed. "But regardless, we're having fun this week." He reached over and took her hand in his.

Eddie turned on the radio and they listened to music and chatted as they drove towards their first destination. "What do you want to see when we get there?" she asked. "The witch stuff, the maritime stuff, the pirate stuff..."

"Definitely the witch stuff. I saw some of it when I was up here with Spencer. You'll think it's great." he said. "We'll figure it out after we get settled in."

"The book says its worth it to get the combination ticket that takes you to the Witch History Museum, the Witch Dungeon, and the New England Pirate Museum" Eddie read as they drove along.