A/N: Just a little something that popped into my head. I was going to add to "Snapshots" but decided it could stand alone. Hope you enjoy!
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Happy
Michael rolled over and reached out for Jackie, only to realise that she wasn't there. Sleepily he opened one eye to look at the clock.
1AM.
Stifling a yawn he climbed out of bed and padded down the hallway to the baby's room. Peeping inside he could just make out Jackie standing by the window, cradling their six week old son.
He hovered in the doorway, uncertain as to whether he should join her or go back to bed.
"I can't do it Michael," Jackie said softly, breaking the silence.
"Do what?" Michael asked cautiously.
She looked out of the window, "I can't go back to work."
Michael let out the breath he didn't know he'd been holding.
"I never thought I'd not want to go back," she continued before Michael could say anything. She shook her head, "But then I never thought I'd have a child either," she said looking down at the sleeping infant with a tender smile.
She looked up at Michael, "But he is my baby, Michael, and I don't want anyone else to raise him…but me."
"Jackie, you don't have to explain anything to me," he told her as he came to join her by the window. "If you want to stay here with Jimmy that's your choice and I'll support you in it."
Jackie leaned against him, "Thank you," she said simply.
Michael slipped his arm around her waist and kissed her hair, "I just want you to be happy."
Jackie softly caressed Jimmy's cheek, "I am happy," she said softly.
Michael pulled her a little closer and they both watched Jimmy sleep for a few more minutes before putting him back to bed and returning to their room.
