I haven't written fiction in a number of years, not sure that I still have the creativity to do so! So this is my first offering, albeit a short one! This is a Jen/Nick fic, and starts off where the final episode, Part 6 of "No Greater Honour – Ghosts" ends, where Nick and Jen are finally back together. A fic about what may have transpired afterwards. Contains a small part of dialogue from Part 6 "Ghosts", created by John Hugginson and John Banas.
Title: New Beginnings
Diclaimer: City Homicide is the property of Channel 7. I do not own City Homicide or it's characters.
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Her arms around his neck, she looked into his eyes. His fingers lightly caressed her arm and he stared deep into her eyes, happy but apprehensive at the same time.
"We're both in Homicide now".
"Well, it doesn't matter anymore".
His heart skipped a beat to hear her say that, and he bent his head towards her, kissing her softly on the lips. She reciprocated, but the moment was interrupted by the sounds of their phones – work called. Jen gathered up her keys and wallet and began to head out. Exasperated, Nick scooped his jacket off the chair and followed her out the door. They would have to wait.
Later that evening, in the office, Jen sat at her desk, putting the finishing touches on her report on the computer. Nick got up, stretched, gathered his keys stating "I'm off home then". He glanced quickly around the office – Duncan was already stepping into the lift and Allie and Rhys were nowhere to be seen. He brushed up behind Jen, leaning down to say quietly in her ear "See you soon?" She smiled up at him. "Sure, I shouldn't be too much longer".
Dinner was over with, and he handed her a glass of red and settled next to her on the couch. Since she had arrived an hour earlier they had made small talk, mostly about work, but both avoided talking about their relationship, about what was going to happen from this point on. The tension between them lay thick in the air – apart from their earlier kiss, they had not had physical contact with each other in a couple of months, certainly not of an intimate nature.
Nick looked at Jen, drinking in her beauty. How could he be this lucky to have her back again? Was she really back? How would they make it work this time?
"Jen.." he began.
She grabbed his wine glass, placing it on the coffee table. "Not now, Nick, later.."
She placed her hand against his chest and kissed him. He cupped her face in his hands, kissing her lightly on the lips, her forehead, her neck. And then suddenly, they were tearing at each clothes with ferocity, two people who had been denied each other and couldn't wait any longer. His mouth and hands were everywhere, and they melted into one another.
She lay on top of him, head against his chest, a contented smile on her face. Nick stroked her hair, pushing it away from her eyes. Jen snuggled up against him – she was back where she belonged, in his arms, and everything felt right again. She thought that she had lost him – once to Juliet, and once to Dane Majors. She didn't know how she would have lived without him, and she was thankful that they now had another chance.
She began to chatter away incessantly – about Matt's running of the squad, about Rhys and Waverly and how much Rhys may have been privy to concerning the closing down of Homicide. Nick listened to her talk, grateful that she was back in his bed, back in his life. But he couldn't shake the niggling thoughts running through his mind. How did she envisage this working? What's different this time? What if she changes her mind again in a few week's time, and says she's tired of sneaking around? And what of their conversation a few months ago, before she had ended it – the talk about marriage and kids and not being ready? What's changed?
Nick could only be sure of two things – that he loved Jen more than he'd ever loved anyone, and that he couldn't cope with losing her again. So he needed to know – where to from here?