I would like to thank everyone who has read the story for sticking with me, and I appreciate so much the comments you have made as I've experimented with different torture methods. You've been very good-natured about it (even when calling me names . . .!)
Seriously, it's very affirming to write something and get feedback so quickly, and so positively. I like to think that "our" forum is special in that respect.
Again, thank you, thank you, thank you . . . and see you soon with more writing. Yes, I'm addicted now . . .
Regina
13
Lucy was sitting at her desk, working late, but really sticking around until she heard the outcome of Jack’s visit to the apartment. It was nearly seven o’clock, and her sources were still investigating.
Tara hadn’t seen any movement of the GPS devices in Jack’s and Sue’s phones until about an hour ago, when both signals suddenly were on the move. “Guys, we have something – it would seem that both the male and female suspects, AKA Jack and Sue, are headed toward the park.”
“It’s still raining outside! Why would they go there?” Myles had given up on his part, since there wasn’t much to be done once he discovered what culinary treats they had shared earlier.
“Sue likes to walk in the rain,” Lucy said, smiling. She could imagine that they were side-by-side, sharing an umbrella.
“Their GPS signals ARE awfully close,” Tara commented, smiling at the screen.
“Bobby, do you have anything to report?” Lucy asked, into the microphone.
Bobby’s trek to Georgetown to check on the “suspects” had been successful. “I do indeed have a visual on the suspects, and I suspect that they’ve gotten their act together at last. I’m seeing blatant public displays of affection, rain or no. Oh, wait a minute, I see Jack digging in his pocket . . . a tiny flash of light – couldn’t be a sniper, too tiny . . .”
*
“Jack,” Sue said, sighing, after they had walked a little while in the rain, “how do I get out of going to L.A.? I really don’t want to go anymore.”
“I think there’s only one solution. You’ll just have to tell them that your husband wouldn’t let you go,” Jack said, pulling her toward him as he saw surprise spread across her lovely face.
Looking deeply into Sue’s eyes, he said, “Sue, I almost lost you six months ago, and I almost lost you again, this week. Would you marry me, please, as soon as possible?” There was a hint of desperation on his face as he waited to hear her answer.
“Would this weekend be too soon?” she asked, tears gathering in her eyes as he drew her to him in a joyous embrace, both of them laughing at the impatience they both felt.
“Works for me,” Jack said, pulling the box with the diamond solitaire out of his pocket, taking the ring, and placing it on her finger with a kiss – a caress that was not unnoticed by a man in an unmarked law enforcement vehicle – a man who was yelling "Whoo-hooo!"
THE END – 7000 words
I like Jack's solution for getting Sue out of the transfer. They'll have to understand that arguement, won't they? 
That was such an awesome ending, although I hope it's a 'for now' ending. 
