Steph swallows back her shot, savoring the taste, the smoothness of it. The memory of sitting in the doctor's on-base office while he told her stories, drank the bottle, teased her. Believed in her.

She sets her glass down beside Steve's, smile wistful. And brightening as soon as he does, chin lifted and eyes sparkling. "Pizza," Steph agrees, grinning. "Please."

They have a lot of sharing to do.