Forever mine.

Chapter 1: Pregnant

Everyone said it would never last but Don Flack and Jamie Lovato have been together for just over a year and they are happy. They're both focused on their careers but will something change that? Can flack and Jamie make their relationship work, can they show everyone they really are meant to be? Can they be the family they're meant to be?

Chapter 1: The anniversary

Don Flack and Jamie Lovato had been together for a year now and they were completely in love. They had both sold their flats and moved into a flat together a few months back, people thought because they worked and lived together they would get sick of each other and end up breaking things off. But Flack and Jamie were incredibly optimistic, after all it worked for Danny and Lindsay, they had met in the lab, moved in together, had two babies and got married and they were still together and happy. Today was their one year anniversary, the one year anniversary from when they had gotten together. "Morning sleepyhead" smiled Jamie as flack walked into the kitchen half-dressed and still half-asleep.

"Morning beautiful" yawned flack rubbing his eyes "You really are an incredible woman you know that?"

"Of course I do" she grinned "Coffee?"

"Please" flack gently wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her neck. "Stop!" she giggled "I'm going to spill the coffee!"

He grinned and stopped and she continued making coffee. Eventually she handed him and mug and they went out onto the balcony of their central New York apartment. "So baby where are you taking me tonight?"

"I was thinking the Aldea" replied flack "Between fifth and sixth avenues"

"Classy" smiled Jamie before taking a sip of her coffee

They headed to work. Flack went on the case of a murdered woman, whilst Jamie went on the case of a missing teenager who had been found dead along with his girlfriend and their two month old daughter. "So" Danny grinned looking up from his camera "You and Jamie a whole year"

"Yep" nodded flack, unable to stop himself from grinning to "It's been one hell of an extraordinary year with her"

"We had a bet in the lab. About how long you would last" said Danny "I bet ten bucks you'd last longer than a year, so did Lindsay. I think most of the others bet the other way, except for mac. He was generous he bet twenty bucks you'd last longer than a year."

"You've been betting on my love life in the lab!" said flack "Then again why not you lot bet on everything up there. They even bet on how you would react when Lindsay found out she was pregnant with max"

"We like a bet" smirked Danny

"So how is the little tyke?" asked flack

"Yeah still keeping us awake at all hours and Lucy keeps complaining about him" replied Danny "But Lindsay doesn't regret it. She's even been on at me for another. I told her I'm just getting over this one!"

"OI!" Shouted mac "Get that done now and get it back to the lab!" Danny nodded and started clicking away again taking numerous crime scene photographs.

Meanwhile Jamie was working her crime scene with Lindsay and Sheldon Hawkes. It was a pretty horrific scene, at first it looked like a murder-suicide but the more they examined the scene the more it became a murder.

That night they headed to the Aldea where they were seated. The table was decorated with lit candles and white lilies. They ordered their food and drinks then talked. "I can't believe it's been a year" said Jamie, her head resting on her hand.

"Nor can I" replied flack, smiling getting lost in her eyes like he always did. "It's been amazing… do you believe in love at first sight?"

"Maybe… if it's the right person" said Jamie, smiling softly "Do you"

"Yes… I fell in love with you the moment I met you" he smiled "I just fell head over heels in love with you. I knew you were the one from that moment on"

She slipped her fingers into his and squeezed his hand gently "I fell in love with you the moment I met you too". They leaned in and shared a gentle kiss.

After eating flack paid the bill then they walked home over the Brooklyn Bridge and stopped to take in the beauty of New York City at night. The way the moonlight danced across the water, the way lights lit up the city. Hand in hand they walked back to their apartment.

When they arrived back they cracked a bottle of champagne open on the balcony and had a few glasses. "Think that's enough!" Jamie slurred slightly placing her glass on the table

"Definitely" grinned don dropping his glass onto the table. He grabbed her hand and pulled her into his body and held her in a tight embrace. The found each other's lips and kissed passionately, their tongues begging entrance to the others mouth. Soon they were vigorously massaging each other's tongues. Lost in their passion flack lifted her up and she wrapped her legs tightly round his waist and he carried her into their bedroom. She ripped off his shirt and his jeans while he undid her dress and threw it into the corner of the room. They tore off each other's underwear and fell into bed tight in their embrace. "I love you" she smiled up at him as he lay on top of her.

"I love you too" he replied before moving back into her soft lips and finding his way inside her. She groaned as he did so and started to stiffen up as they rocked backwards and forwards.

By the next morning they were flat out on their backs, fast asleep, with just a cover to protect their dignity. Flack was the first one out of bed, his head was banging and he stumbled into the kitchen and popped a couple painkillers. Then made himself a coffee. Jamie soon stumbled into the kitchen holding her head "My head is pounding" she rubbed her forehead

"Painkillers are on the side, the kettle's still warm for coffee" said don placing a cup on the counter for her. She rolled her eyes at him and took the cup and made herself a coffee before knocking it back with a couple painkillers. "Thanks for a truly memorable night" she smiled

"Oh well you definitely made it better" he grinned "I didn't think I even drank enough to get a hangover though"

"Me either" replied Jamie.

They pulled their clothes on and headed to work.

Six weeks passed and the happy couple brought down numerous criminals keeping the reputation of the New York police department up. They had never been so happy and don was even thinking about popping the question to her. After all he knew she was the one he wanted to spend the rest of his life with. But things took a different turn and hindered his plans. Jamie had woken up and ran straight into the bathroom to vomit, she had been doing this for the past couple of days but by midday she was fine again. "You alright in there?" flack asked through the bathroom door.

"Yeah… bleeurrgghh!" replied Jamie throwing up again.

"Could you hurry babe I'm gonna be late for work" said flack

"You think I don't know that!" cried Jamie before retching again. She was in there for another twenty minutes before finally emerging "You sure you're ok?" flack asked, concerned about her.

"Yeah I'll be fine" nodded Jamie "Actually I might call in sick today, I feel like crap and my heads all over the place and I keep throwing up"

"Ok" said flack before heading into the bathroom.

Flack headed to work alone, pondering on way be wrong Jamie. He put a few of her symptoms together and worked out what it may be. But he dismissed it; they were always so careful about it. Probably because they were both so focused on their careers and attainting higher ranks.

Back in their apartment Jamie was having the same epiphany. She had been sick in the mornings, feeling more tired than usual despite the fact she sleep well and her back ached slightly. By lunchtime she was feeling better so she pulled on her jacket and headed out to the pharmacy to buy a test. Then when she got back home she when into the toilet and did the test. She took them with her and placed them on the table and paced back and forth anxiously across the apartment (probably driving the bloke who lived downstairs and worked from home crazy) waiting for them to give her an answer. Finally the time was up. She slowly walked over to the table and peered at them. She picked one up and looked at it in her hands: Positive. She stared at it and bit her tongue before picking the second up and it too read: Positive. She exhaled and rested down in a chair with the two positive tests in her hands, this was clear enough for her; she was pregnant. Pregnant with Flacks baby. Her head suddenly buzzed with hundreds of questions. Did she even want this? Was it the right time? What would flack say? She didn't know how to answer any of them.

She cooked dinner for her and flack and waited anxiously for him to arrive home from work. "Hey babe" he smiled kissing her lightly on the cheek "Feeling better?"

"Yeah it's passed now" Jamie replied uneasily "How was work?"

"Good. No serial killers on the loose at the moment. It's been a pretty quiet week so far" said flack hanging his coat on the hook.

"I've made dinner" she said gesturing to the kitchen where dinner was ready to be served. "Great" he nodded. So she put the food onto the places and moved them to the table. While he ate at his usual pace she picked uncomfortably at hers. "Are you sure you're ok?" asked flack placing a hand on her arm.

"There's something I need to tell you" she sighed putting her fork down on her plate

"What?" he frowned resting his fork down on the table. She looked down then up at him and into his eyes.

"I'm pregnant" she said finally "I'm certain. I did the test while you were at work. Two of them. They were both positive."

Flack didn't know what to say. He just sat there in a stunned silence for quite some time before finally forming a sentence. "This is something I have never really thought about before"

"Me either" said Jamie "Is it the right time? I mean we've been together for a year and we're stable. It's not like we don't have the finances to support it"

"I guess" flack was going over it in his mind

After a lot of deliberation they finally reached a decision, a decision that would change their lives forever. They were lying in bed together, flack had her wrapped up in his arms and her head was resting on her shoulder. "So that's it then?" she looked up at him "We've made the decision"

"Looks that way" he replied looking down at her

"You do know we've just changed our lives forever right?" she smiled softly

"Yep. Bring on the sleepless nights and endless dirty nappies" flack laughed slightly "But if it looks like you and it's healthy I'll be the happiest man alive"

A couple of weeks passed. Jamie continued to catch her criminals while flack secretly fretted about her and she worried about herself to, well the unborn child she was carrying. Soon she went for her first check-up and flack went with her. "Let's take a look" smiled the nurse. "Ok…"

"Is something wrong?" Jamie asked, when the nurse had spoken for a while. She was very nervous but she needn't have been.

"Well no" replied the nurse "You're having twins though… They're both as healthy as they could be"

Eventually they left, hand in hand, with a picture of their unborn twins. "I wasn't excepting that" admitted flack

"Neither was I" replied Jamie holding the ultrasound in her hand "But we can do it"

"Yes we can" he smiled before kissing her on the lips.

Finally they decided to tell their colleagues up in the crime lab. They all went out for a drink to celebrate their latest victory in bringing down a spree-killer. "Lemonade please" smiled Jamie. They all looked at her, confused.

"Something you're not telling us?" asked Lindsay taking her vodka off the counter. Jamie and flack smiled at each other, then Jamie looked back at Lindsay.

"I'm pregnant" she smiled "I found out six weeks ago"

"Congratulations!" they all cheered. Several of them hugged Jamie and kissed her cheek. While the others chatted about criminals Lindsay and Jamie talked about babies and their men.

Seven weeks passed and they carried on as normal and nothing major happened that would hinder their plans for a normal, quiet life. But that was thrown as far away as possible when flack was put on a case that could drastically change both their lives…