AN: I know it's been a long time since I uploaded anything so I appologize for that. This is an extreme angst one shot that I'm not sure many people will like but hey it's my story. If you don't like JED I recommend not reading. This was completely written and uploaded on my phone so I apologize for any mistakes.
It wasn't the first time he had shown up on her porch after a difficult call. It wasn't the first time he wasn't exactly sober either.
It wasn't the first time she'd cancelled a date for him. And it wasn't the first time it ended in her bed.
He never stayed. She never said goodbye.
When it was over he'd pull on his clothes, stand awkwardly in her doorway, and silently walk out of her house. When it was over she'd lay in bed, pull his pillow close, and silently let the tears fall.
He'd go back to his wife and son and she'd go back to her renovations and beer.
They always said it was the last time, until the next time.