Chapter six

Jessie 

It's been two weeks since we learned about the pregnancy and my Aunt Alex's murder. It's my first day back to work and it's been chaos. There have been so many patients that it was literally making my head spin.

I was sitting at the nurse's station, trying to get my head to stop spinning, but it was no use. Everyone was running around like crazy and it was making my head spin worse. I close my eyes, breaths shaky and lay my head down.

I feel someone rub my back in comfort and look to see it was my mother. She lifts me from the chair and I waver on my feet with a hand on my forehead. She slowly guides me to a dark on call room and helps me lay down.

She pulls her phone from her pocket and I hear Elliott on the other end. "How soon can you get to the hospital...No, nothing bad. It's been hectic here and Jessie is not fit to continue working...I have her laying down in an on call room. I found her with her head down at the nurse's station when Carol said she hadn't seen her in a half hour...I'll handle your captain, just come get her home."

I wake up, curled up with Elliott in our bed. I don't remember getting home. The last thing I remember was my mother talking to her on the phone while we were in the on call room. I was stripped out of my scrubs and into a pair of Elliott's loose sweats and loose shirts.

I look back at her and she was propped up in her elbow, looking down at me. She trails her fingers lightly over my arm and asks softly, "How are you feeling?"

"Much better," I say in a husky whisper that I usually have when I wake up from sleep. "Everyone was moving too fast for me to keep up and it made me feel extremely dizzy."

"I know, your mom told me," she says softly, leaning down to give me a kiss. "I took off a few days. My captain was very understanding about everything."

"I'm not sure if I can keep up on hectic days like this, especially during the remaining of the first trimester," I say in a wavering whisper. 

"What about the clinic," she asks softly, rubbing my stomach.

I consider this and nod lightly. "I'll talk to my mother about it later, " I say quietly. 

"No need," my mother says with a smile, letting her self in our room and I jump. "Sorry sweetheart. I brought you some tea. If working the clinic will be better for you for now, I'll accept for the sake of my grandchild."

"Thank you," I choke with relief. "I'm sorry about today..."

"Sweetheart, you don't have to apologize. I know what its like to be pregnant and have a hectic day at the hospital," she says in a soothing tone, taking me in her arms as I break into uncontrolled sobs. "Everyone was concerned about you."

"I just want this pregnancy to work, but so far everything has been adding extra stress since we learned that I'm pregnant," I choke in broken sobs. 

"Miranda had a stressful pregnancy with Macy. Her job didn't make it easy for her either. Teaching a bunch of snotty teenagers nearly caused us Macy more than once until I put the fear of God in them," Elliott says softly and I look at her.

She had tears in her eyes from sharing the memory, but smiles and says, "I have no doubt that you'll pull through this pregnancy, because at the end of the day, I'll be here to let you lash out if it helps you destress from your day at work."

I let out a relieved breath and go in her arms. "Anytime you feel stressed out, please don't be afraid to let it out on me. I did it for Miranda, I'd be more than happy to do it for you," she says in a soothing whisper and I let out a calming breath. 

"I don't deserve you Elliott, you're too good for me," I choke quietly and she kisses the top of my head. 

"I'm the lucky one," she whispers, lifting my chin to give me a kiss. "Meeting you has been the best thing that's happened to me since my world came crashing down on me. You rebuilt it, mending each broken piece together, making me stronger. You have brought life to my daughter's eyes and smile. I love that she goes to you for things that I used to do. I love the bond you both share and I can only hope you spread that bond to our baby."

One week later...

I was taking my lunch break, waiting for Carol to join me when one of my colleagues sits next to me. He's been trying to get with me since I got together with Elliott, especially after he found out I'm pregnant with her baby.

"If you ever get tired of that freak you're with," he says in a seductive whisper, running his hand between my thighs. "I'll show you how a real man makes you squirm."

"Get your hands off my daughter," my mother bellows, gaining everyone's attention. 

"Elliott is more of a man you're ever going to be Grayson," I choke in a whisper, pulling out my phone to call her as he continues to touch me, pushing my mother away. She answers on the second ring. "Elliott, I need you."

"I'm here, hoping to surprise you," she says with concern that quickly turns to anger, but she sounds closer than just the phone. "Get your hands off my wife!"

Suddenly I feel Grayson getting pulled away from me and Elliott beating him repeatedly. I sat there stunned for two different reasons. Reason one, Elliott is hot when she's in protective mode. Reason two, we're only girlfriends and she just called me her wife.

Her partner, Gary, manages to get her to stop and cuffs him for sexual assault. She kneels in front of me, concern in her eyes and caresses my face. I continue to look at her in a daze as her lips move, but no sound reaches my ears. 

She lifts me from the chair and sits with me straddling her lap. I lay my head on her shoulder and she rubs my back comfortly. My mother sits in my view, her lips moving, but like with Elliott, I heard nothing. I sit back enough to meet Elliott's worried eyes and take her in an abrupt, passionate kiss. 

I grind my hips against her bulge and she responds with a semi erection. I climb off her lap, out of breath and pull her in the direction of my office. Once we get in, I slam the door shut, lock it and draw the blinds closed. I turn to face her and she seemed surprised by my actions.

I walk up to her and take her in a passionate kiss. She breaks from this kiss, concern in her eyes. Tears roll down my cheeks and I plead in a sobbed whisper, "Please, Elliott. I want to erase his touch and replace it with yours. Please?"

She takes off her utility belt, holding her gun and cuffs and takes me in a kiss without a word. She hoists me up and sits me on the bare spot of my desk. Without breaking from the kiss, my shoes, pants and panties are removed. Her hands slowly roam down the inside of my thighs until her thumbs trace the outer folds of my throbbing core.

I let out a moan as she uses one hand to tease my slit and stroke my clit while her free hand releases her beasty shaft. With one swift move, her thick member plunges deep inside me, tearing a moan deep from my throat. 

She's gentle with me, making this feel more intimate than any other time we had sex. This time felt different, but a good different. I break from the kiss, meeting her eyes and both of our breaths hitch. I caress her face as tears roll down both our faces. "I love you," we say in unison and smile. 

Elliott 

I got Jessie home after our intimate moment in her office. I still can't believe I called her my wife. She must have caught on to that because her mother and I tried to talk to her and she seemed lost.

"How is she," Maggie asks as she walks in the door with Macy. 

"Sleeping," I say quietly gesturing to the living room. "Since I blurted that she was my wife, I want to ask her, but I feel it's too soon."

"Are you still waiting for Christmas Eve," she asks quietly as we enter the kitchen.

"I don't know," I choke quietly, shrugging my shoulders. Tears roll down my cheeks and say quietly, "I wanted to surprise her for lunch, not walk in on that..."

Maggie takes me in her arms, knowing that I was molested as a child. She pulls the ring from her purse and hands it to me. "Seeing her reaction, I don't think it would hurt to ask her sooner than you originally planned," she says quietly with a smile. "I'll take Macy for the night."

"I'm sure she'll call you the minute I ask her," I choke with a smile.

I got busy preparing for a romantic night in after Maggie left. I went up and picked the perfect dress, leaving it draped over the arm of the chair next to the couch with a note telling her to wear it and meeting me in the kitchen. 

I left a trail of rose petals from the living room to the kitchen. Candles lay out around the kitchen, creating a romantic atmosphere. I made her the chicken parmesan she's been craving for and a bottle of sparkling white grape juice that parents get their kids that comes in a wine looking bottle.

I was dressed in a pair of my dress slacks with a button down shirt tucked in my pants. I left the top buttons undone to show off a little cleavage and some of my sandalwood cologne that she can't get enough of. 

I was putting the finishing touches of our dinner on the table when I look up to her in the dress I laid out for her. She'd even done up her hair and light makeup and was in awe of what I'd done in the kitchen. Tears fill her eyes as she looks around and asks in a choked whisper, "Elliott, what's going on?"

"Can't I just make a romantic dinner for my beautiful pregnant girlfriend," I ask with a smile, helping her to her seat.

"It's beautiful, thank you," she chokes with a smile. She notices the choice of drink and says, "Elliott, I shouldn't have alcohol with..."

"I promise there's no alcohol. Gary gets this for his kids on holiday dinners while the adults have the real stuff," I say softly and hand her her glass with the ring at the bottom.

"Elliott," she chokes quietly, eyes glued to the ring.

I fish it out with a fork, dry it off and say quietly, "I wanted to wait for Christmas Eve, but my big mouth called you my wife in front of half the hospital. I figured I might as well make it believable. 

"Jessie, walking in with him touching you...Only my hands should touch you like that," I choke quietly and tears roll down her cheeks. "So, Jessie, if you'll have me, will you marry me?"

At a loss for words, she nods her head vigorously, letting out laughing sobs. I slip the ring on her finger and she pulls me into a passionate kiss. "I love you Elliott," she chokes with a smile.

"I love you too Jessie."

"Can we go to my parents after dinner? I don't want to tell them over the phone," she chokes with excitement in her eyes.

"I thought you'd ask that. I already told them we'd be over after our dinner and spending the night," I say with a smile.

We arrive at her parents house and before we get out of the car, her parents were coming out to greet us. She called them on the way, unable to keep in her excitement and they pull us into hugs. We head inside and to our surprise, her sister, Anna and Nana were also here and congratulate our engagement. 

"So, when do you two want to get married," Nana asks with a smile.

Jessie and I make eye contact and I raise my eyebrows for her to decide. "I've always loved the idea of a Valentine's day wedding. I put together a scrapbook for when someone asked me," Jessie says with a light blush. 

"Four months from now or next year," Nana asks with a smile.

"I don't want to wait a year," Jessie chokes quietly, giving me pleading eyes. 

I hold her chin, sweeping my thumb along her bottom lip. "Then let's don't," I say in a soft whisper, giving her a kiss. 

She lays her head on my chest, letting out a content sigh. I play my fingers in her hair. "Macy can be our flower girl," Jessie says quietly and I kiss her head. 

"Are you inviting people from the police department Elliott," Maggie asks curious. 

"They're all I have for family, aside from all of you," I choke quietly and she gives me a smile.

"What about you Jessie? Are you inviting people from the hospital," Maggie asks softly.

When she doesn't answer, I look down to see she's asleep. I tuck hair from her face and she turns her face into my neck. "She's been through a lot this month, its probably catching up with her," Maggie says quietly feeling bad for her daughter. 

"You look exhausted yourself Elliott," Walter says softly as I rub my eyes. 

"Yes, but it has nothing to do with patrolling the streets," I say with a tired smile.

"Go get some sleep Elliott," Walter says with a laugh 

"Ignore anything you might hear later," I say with a chuckle and carry Jessie to bed.

I get her up to our usual room here and change her into her sleepwear, which lately consists of a pair of my sweats and a loose long sleeve shirt. I always sleep in my boxers and a sports bra all year round.

I was in the middle of undressing when our door opens without a knock. My dress slacks fall around my ankles as Emma walks in. Her eyes immediately went to my groin, eyes widening at my size. "Is everything okay Emma," I ask with concern and she whips her head up to meet my eyes.

I pull my pants back up, put my shirt back on and she chokes quietly, "Anna's father abused me before she was born. I left him, but now he won't leave us alone and I'm scared he's going to do something."

"You need to put a restraining order against him. If he violates it, he's automatically put in jail. I have a pepper spray in my glovebox, I'll get it in the morning," I say in a soothing tone and she nods vigorously. 

"Thank you Elliott," she chokes quietly, coming in my arms.

"You're welcome," I say softly and she leaves the room.