I could feel and hear my heartbeat as if someone was drumming next to me. And the thought of losing him, it scared me to death. I think neither of us could have bore it, too much in such a little amount of time.

During the ride back to the HQ nobody had spoken a word. Everyone had been reviving the whole scene. The fears, nervousness, all kind of emotions had been running through our bodies, but mostly fear. Anyway, I could also sense a bit of tension coming from Jane. It has hit him pretty hard too. He worries a lot, he always has but, now that we're a couple, it's a new kind of worry, more intense.

Abbott has dismissed both Jane and me. Although we're trying to keep it a secret, I think he already knows about us. He's a detective after all, I shouldn't be surprised.

We've taken different cars, but we've ended at the same place, our place. Since I gave him that key that he's been spending almost every possible hour here with me. While I take a shower he starts making dinner. I love it when he cooks for me, it's healthier and the domestic feeling is amazing. And he really knows how to. I can smell what he's preparing even from the bathroom. After I've had that long shower, changed into something comfortable and dried my hair, I walk into the kitchen to find the dinner almost ready and him sitting on a chair with a steaming cup of soup in hand, staring at nothing in special. His features show that he's thinking, and pretty hard.

-Hey... - I say in a low and soft voice. No answer

-Hey...- I try a bit louder. He turns to look at me, startled. Then he stands up and rounds the table, finally standing in front of me, invading my personal space (not that I really care).

He embraces me in a warm hug, then I can almost hear him whisper in my ear – I've missed you-.

-We haven't been that long apart- I answer, although I knew what he meant. – I almost lost you today... Promise me you'll not put yourself in danger, only if extremely necessary and that there won't be any more undercover operations that keeps us apart, I've gotten used to the feeling of your body beside mine and I love it- he hugs me tighter.- I promise, but don't worry, I'll be fine, besides I'm a cop – he gives me a weak smile and a nod -Let's eat! I'm starving, as I told you, food in jail is not the best- I say, changing the subject, knowing the other theme was going somewhere a bit sensitive.

After dinner we cuddle on the sofa watching an old film. I rest my head on his chest, feeling his heartbeat. I sigh, he kisses my forehead and then I snuggle more into his embrace. I start dozing off when I hear him say "I love you".

"Love you too" I murmur before falling asleep.