Elliott
Thanksgiving is next week and as usual this time of year, crime goes up. Gary and I were grabbing coffee at a local gas station when three guys walked in shooting everyone in the convenient store. Gary and I retaliate and I took two in the chest and stomach, piercing through my vest. "Elliott," he exclaims as he takes out the last of the shooters.
My breaths come in quick pants, almost hyperventilating. "Jessie, I need to see her," I say between rapid breaths, tears rolling down my cheeks.
"Hang in there Elliott," Gary says in a soothing whisper.
"J-Jessie," I say in a gurgled breath and everything fades to black.
Jessie
I'm waiting with my mother for Elliott to come in the emergency room. Gary just called and said she was shot while they were getting coffee. My mother was doing her best to keep me calm for the baby's sake, but until I see Elliott, I don't think I can calm down.
She was being wheeled in and it felt
ElliottIts Thanksgiving and this year Macy and I are joining Jessie and her family for the holidays. Jessie is making me sit out of helping with anything. She's afraid I'll overdo it after nearly taking a bullet in my heart. She said the bullet was two inches shy of my being dead.I was lounging in our big chair when Nana came out and took pity on me. She asked me to drive her to the store and told me Jessie could take it up with her. She ended up directing me to a jewelry store and I was left confused. "Nana, what are we doing here? I thought you needed something to go with dinner," I ask confused."We're here to pick something out for you to give Jessie," she says with a smile, giving me a wink.We look around for a few minutes before I found the perfect gift. It was a necklace with a pendant of a mother caressing her pregnant stomach. I show Nana and she smiles. "She's going to love it," she says with a smile as we take it to the clerk.
Jessie Its Christmas Eve and thankfully Elliott and I have off from work. Skye adapted to living with us rather quickly. We've had a special bond since day one and I still haven't told Elliott what we talked about. It's not up to me to spill all of Skye's secrets. She still wakes me every now and again in the middle of the night. We go down and have tea to relax her mind and talk some more. It's mostly small talk, like what she likes and doesn't like. She told me about her mother and what she misses the most about her. She told me that I often remind her of her mother and is why she seems close with me rather than Elliott. I was sitting with Skye while Elliott and Macy went to pick up my parents and Nana. They were going to be staying the night with us in our new house. Elliott managed to find one a few days after Skye was dropped off at our door on Thanksgiving. We've been fully moved in a few days ago. There are plenty of rooms for Elliott
Jessie Elliott just left with the girls and I was in our room with our mothers while the others were sitting in the living room waiting to see the dress. The dress was beautiful, off the shoulder straps with a heart shaped neckline that showed a lot of breast. It was a perfect fit and left plenty of room for my stomach in the upcoming weeks. Tears fill my eyes at how beautiful the dress was and how Elliott was going to react to it. I burst into tears and our mothers took me in their arms. "You don't have to wear it..." "I love it," I choke in laughing sobs. "Let's go show the others," my mother says with a smile. We enter the living room and everyone looks at me in awe. "Sweetheart, you look breathtaking," my father chokes with a smile. "If Elliott is anything like me, she is going to weep when she sees you walk down the aisle," Thomas says with a smile and kisses my cheek. "I brought the tux
ElliottIt's been a week since I reunited with my family who I thought hated me. It turned out they actually wanted me, but my mother's parents made them give me up. It's been as long that Sarah has lived with us and we found out she suffers PTSD. She has frequent nightmares and that's as far as her episodes go thankfully.The first one earned me a punch in the face, but I didn't hold it against her. Jessie prescribed her some medication to help, and they seem to be working. She's been having fewer nightmares and last night she slept the whole night through. I checked on her periodically and she always seemed peacefully sleeping.She wanted to wait for her attacks to get under control before meeting with my captain and I was understanding about that. It's what we were doing today. I'm sitting in my uniform while she sits in street clothes and her shoulder now fully healed, but sore sometimes.I gave him a briefing last week so Sara
JessieAfter hearing Skye's confession last night Elliott and I let her sleep with us. Elliott was behind me and Skye laid facing me. She has her face between my neck and upper chest with her hand on my stomach. I rubbed her back to lull her to sleep.When I woke the next morning, she was tracing on my stomach, her way of talking to the twins. I lay there letting her continue to talk to them as they lightly kick the area she was tracing. I felt a lack of presence from Elliott and the smell of breakfast told me it was probably her.Sarah walks in, probably to check on us and smiles at what Skye was doing. "What is she doing," she asks curious."Talking to them," I choke quietly as tears roll down my cheeks. "She's telling them how much she misses her mother, how she considers me mother now, how happy she is to be with us, how excited she is to meet them and can't wait for them to get here."I start sobbing softly and she looks up from my
ElliottI tried hard to wake up last night and felt my body jerking. Then this bright, blinding light engulfs me. I start walking blindly when I hear a familiar voice. "Oh Elliott," the voice chokes before Miranda appears in front of me."Miranda," I choke quietly, reaching to touch her face."Yes Elliott, it's me, but it's not your time yet," she chokes with a smile and turns my head.A shimmering portal reveals Jessie watching me being revived. "Am I...?""Yes Elliott, you're dead. She needs you more than I do," she chokes quietly.Melanie approaches us with tears in her eyes. "Get back to that woman Elliott," she signs and points to the portal.Jessie is pounding on my chest, begging me not to leave her. "We'll watch over your girls Elliott," Miranda chokes and shoves me.I can hear the sound of my heart slowly beating, back in the dark abyss of my head. I can hear Jessie talking about fighting for the one
ElliottA week has passed since I woke from my coma and today we were trying a third attempt at removing the breathing tube. Jessie left the room and I don't blame her. Carol turns off the ventilator and detaches the hose.A couple minutes passed and I was still breathing on my own. She removes the tube from my mouth and helps me drink water. "I'll go get her, just rest your throat for now," she says with a smile and goes to get Jessie.Moments later she walks in and relief fills her eyes. "Hi," I croak in a hoarse voice.She breaks into relieved sobs and comes give me a chaste kiss. "There's one more hose I want removed if possible," I sign to save my voice."The catheter," she asks and I nod. "I have to ask Carol first."I groan and she giggles at me. "It's uncomfortable and I want to get out of bed," I sign with hopeful eyes."Resting your throat I see, " Carol says as she reenters the room."Ye
ElliottIt's the night before the wedding. Jessie and the girls are with her sister and parents while mine were here with me and Sarah. I picked at my dinner, unable to eat without the kids and Jessie. I leave the table without a word, able to walk away without the need of crutches.I lean in the doorway to Macy's room and tears fill my eyes. Aside from my two hospital stays, I've never been apart from her, especially after Miranda died. I pick up the bear Miranda got her before she died and walk to Skye's room. I know we're not close at the beginning, but we've grown inseparable since the accident. I take the ratted stuffed dog that Melanie gave her at birth and head to my room.I take off the walking boot and climb in on Jessie's side of the bed. I hug the stuffed toys to my chest and sink my face in her perfume coated pillow. I could feel sleep pulling me under and snuggle with Jessie's pillow the girls stuffed animals. As I continue to drift to s
ElliottI woke to Jessie getting out of bed in the middle of the night. The twins were born a few hours ago and their cries for feeding have been every two hours. She takes Melanie, afraid to tend Miranda until she knows for sure she's going to be okay. She gives me this pleading look and I'd kiss her forehead before gingerly scooping her from her hospital cradle.I check her diaper and it's a little wet. I change her because the last time I let it go and she was feeding, she peed through the diaper. Yeah, I had to change and quickly shower. Hahaha not funny. As I'm feeding her, Devon listens to her heart and lungs. She just smiles, marks her chart and closes the folder. She walks over and talks with Kelly quietly. They catch me watching and move to the hall. That raises my attention and I become alarmed of the child in my arms. I look over at Jessie and she was smiling at Melanie. She looks up at me, never losing the smile and I smile back so I don't alarm her.I look back down at M
JessieIt's the final days left of this stressful pregnancy. Elliott has asked Kelly and Jennifer to stay in the guest room the last few days after I had my first false labor. Our parents took the kids so it was less for Elliott to worry about. She's been on edge as the days get nearer the end. She's scared that something will go wrong in the delivery room and when I had that false labor, she had flashbacks of the day she shielded me at the coffee shop.Mollie is coming along nicely with her pregnancy and just started her sixteenth week. Her baby is healthy and has just started kicking. She's been staying with her mother the last few days. I feel bad. Between my two false labors and her baby's late night kicking, she hasn't been sleeping. I was laying between Elliott's legs in bed. It's been the only way I've been able to get comfortable to sleep. Kelly and Jennifer were asleep on either sides of us and the sheets suddenly were soaked. I was feeling pressure between my legs and my br
ElliottJennifer, Kelly and the twins ended up staying for dinner. Peyton has been stuck at Skye's side and won't leave her for anything. Skye doesn't seem to mind, in fact Skye was trying to show her sign language. She told her they'd be friends forever and to all our surprise Peyton copied her like she'd been signing all her life.I grab a couple of beers and offer one to Jennifer, she looks to her wife who nods. She holds her hand out and Jennifer hands over their car keys. I kiss Jessie's forehead and lead Jennifer out to the back deck. We clank bottles before taking our first sip. I sit on the banister and roll the bottle between my hands."Miranda, Macy's mother, had a job more stressful than ours as a cop. She taught troubled students that other teachers refused to take the time and deal with them. When we almost lost Macy, I entered her classroom and threatened to arrest them if their actions caused our child. Their eyes widened in fear that I was serious."She came home tha
ElliottAfter the tease fest I made the girls go through, they slept the whole night and half the following day. I let them sleep because I wanted them relaxed, especially Jessie. Sarah pulled me aside while they slept and the kids played in their room and asks me what happened at the hospital. I break and tell her the truth about Jessie and about the other baby she lost before she met Reese. I told her everything and she promised to help keep it a secret.She promised to help me keep Jessie relaxed when I'm not around. She now understands why I snapped at the questions, why I've been cautious with her. She now understands everything that's going on. I let my guard down and she held me until I couldn't cry anymore. I took a shower to hide the evidence of my puffy eyes and was joined by Jessie."Did you sleep well," I ask softly as I caress her stomach."Mmhmm," she hums sleepily and rests her forehead on my shoulder. "Will you make your yummy apple cinnamon pancakes, please?""Of cour
ElliottMollie was able to get me calmed down before dinner was done and thankfully no one walked into the kitchen. She's the only one who knows the truth and I won't even tell Skye because this is too much of a secret to bare and she already lost one mother. I was setting dinner on the island when I feel Jessie hug at my back. I look over my shoulder and she smiles lightly. I turn in her arms and her arms wrap around my neck, pulling me down for a kiss. Being able to still feel her lips on mine felt like a blessing that I'll never take for granted. Being able to hold her and feel the twins kick my hands was a relief all in its own. I owe my thanks to whoever is responsible for the miracle standing before me.She breaks from the kiss and looks at me with concern. I look at her confused and she wipes a tear I didn't realize slipped from my lashes. Thankfully she doesn't question it and gives me another kiss. I smile lightly and she turns to look at the variety of food I made. "Everyth
JessieA bright, white light engulfs me and I'm blinded from my surroundings. I hold my hand up to shield my eyes and moments later, two silhouettes emerge. They grow bigger as they get closer and the closer they get, I realize they're people. Once I'm able to see their faces, I recognize her from the shrine Elliott has of her late wife, Miranda.I fall to my knees, sobbing uncontrollably. If I'm seeing her, something must be wrong. She takes my face in her hands, kneeling in front of me and smiles. She wipes my eyes and helps me to my feet. "I know what you're thinking," she says softly and her voice was angelic. She waves her hand and a portal shimmers in front of us, showing me sleeping in a hospital bed with Elliott and Mollie holding my hands. "You and the twins are fine. We just wanted to thank you."I look at them confused and ask, "Thank me for what?""You adopted our daughters as your own so they'd never be alone should something happen to Elliott," Melanie signs to me. "Of
ElliottIt's been a week since Jessie told me about the baby she lost before Reese. I haven't been letting her do anything while at home, Mollie either. They made a fuss the first couple of days until I gave them my reason why. After hearing about both babies Jessie lost, I don't want her to overwhelm herself with the twins. Being active at the hospital is one thing, it's her job. With everything going on with Ryan, I don't want Mollie stressing out during the first trimester of her pregnancy.Jackson called this morning and said that Ryan was found and taken into custody and charged with an account for attempted assault on a pregnant woman and for plotting a murder against a police officer. We were all relieved to hear that we no longer have to worry about him, but I'm not letting my guard down for nothing.As for Skye, we had an appointment with her doctor yesterday and she was eligible for the hearing implants. The doctor is supposed to call when they have what's needed for the pro
ElliottMy captain let himself in minutes after what went down with Ryan. I was still trying to calm Mollie down. She's been sobbing the same thing over and over again, "You shouldn't have told him."Her body trembling in my arms as I rocked her from side to side on the couch. Jessie did her best to hug at her back, whispering soothingly in her ear. My captain took one look at Mollie's state and looked at her with sympathy. His eyes flick up to mine and says softly, "Detective, the three of you can take however long she needs off. I'll handle Ryan."He turns protective eyes to Mollie and says, "It's the least I can do as a friend of her parents, God bless them."Hearing this, Mollie lets out a calming breath. I let out a relieved sigh and kiss both their heads. I lean back against the back of the couch and she held my hand to her stomach along with Jessie's. Mollie's parents were killed in a car accident, two years ago. I was the one there for her w
Jessie It's my day off and Mollie stayed home not feeling well. It's been six weeks since the wedding and I had her take a pregnancy test. We were waiting for the results, laying in bed. I was resting against the headboard with her head in my lap. I was playing with her hair, waiting for the timer to go off. I haven't known her long, but I've never seen her sick. Elliott had already left early for her detective's exam. She finally got the cast off last week and it was her first day back to work. The timer goes off and I pick up the test on the nightstand. A smile forms as a plus sign stares up at me. I hold it for Mollie to see and she breaks into uncontrolled sobs. I rub her arm in comfort. She fought with a suspect last week, taking a blow to the stomach. She came home hysterical thinking her chance of getting pregnant was gone. "Can we take a ride to get it confirmed," she asks in broken sobs. "Of course baby," I say