Author's Note: This is a work of fiction. I do not own the rights to any of the characters, places or CBS. I am not a Police Officer nor do I not have any experience with Police work. This is all fiction, based on my own ideas and thoughts. This story will be told in Characters POV.

Eddie

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Ugh…Who in their ever-loving right mind is texting me right now? I know it's not Jamie, his side of the bed is still warm meaning he's either making breakfast or has just left. Groaning, I roll over and grab my phone.

A sticky note is stuck to the front of my phone. A thin scrawl with a simple "I love you – J" written on it has me smiling and rolling back to his side and taking a deep breath into his pillow. Weird? Maybe, but let's be honest here. My fiancé is sexy as hell and the most amazing person I've ever met in my life. If he was yours, don't act like you wouldn't act like a lovesick maniac on occasion, too.

Rolling back over to look at the text message, I almost drop it in surprise.

Frank Reagan: Good Morning, Eddie. I was hoping you could meet me for lunch today. If you're available, come to 1PP at 11AM. You're coming as a guest, so casual dress and no saluting.

Well crap. What's scarier, lunch with the big boss or a casual lunch with your father-in-law-to-be? The latter…definitely the latter.

Jamie

Another Monday Morning, another roll call. It's getting easier. I've earned more respect as a Sergeant than just as the Commissioners son who got the job handed to him in the last few weeks. Little by little, it's getting easier.

On a personal life level, I have no complaints, to put it mildly. I come to work, I go home to a beautiful woman. I wake up next to that beautiful woman, who is more often than not – naked. As if my fiancé being smoking hot isn't awesome enough, she's my best friend. It's hard keeping it strictly professional sometimes, like when she's clearly right or even wrong but I can't show any type of favoritism. Luckily enough we're both professional and can handle it. Also – no one here knows we're together, except for the chief.

Being with Eddie for the most part has been totally natural. Telling Eddie that I love her every day and hearing her tell me she loves me? Won't ever get old. Being able to grab her around the waist and silence her with my lips? Amazing.

And not to sound like a total dude, but having a Mustang, a Chevelle & a Porsche in the parking garage is pretty sweet, too.

After roll call, I see a text from my beautiful wife-to-be asking me to call her, which in itself is odd since she tries not to bother me at work. Automatically going into freak out mode, I dial her up.

"Babe…what's wrong?"

"Um…well, I mean, I don't exactly know."

"Ed, what's going on? You don't generally call me at work."

"I know, I know and I'm sorry. It's just…your dad texted me this morning. He uh…he wants to meet for lunch."

"Heh, odd he didn't text me. Monday's are crazy, I don't think I can swing it today."

"Jamie, it's not lunch with us. It's lunch with me."

Oh…Well, not what I expected.

"Oh. Well, do you want to go?"

"Jamie, do I have a choice? Not only is he my future father in law, but he's MY BOSS."

"Babe, you eat dinner with him every Sunday. You definitely can handle this."

She doesn't sound so sure. After a few minutes of convincing her that she's perfectly capable of a sit down with Frank Reagan and promising I won't go off and text him asking why he wants to meet with her, I tell her I love her and hang up.

"Yo, Sarg – you got a woman at home?"

Tuna…practical joker that he is, he definitely isn't my first choice to find out I'm engaged to one of my officers. "Tuna. I do have a woman at home. What about you?"

Grinning his signature grin, I can already tell this is not a conversation I want to have. "Nah, no old lady at home. In fact, you know – Janko is pretty fine. I had fun when we went out with her and Mya. I mean, have you seen her body? Of course, you have; you guys used to be partners. I like you Sarg, but I may put in a transfer for something like that at home."

Most men might see red with something like this, but I've been dealing with this for over 5 years. Even when we weren't, everyone assumed we were together so I'm used to people talking about her and expecting a rise.

"Tuna, get to work and stop gawking at your fellow officers." Shaking my head and laughing, I watch Tuna head out. Eddie is gonna love this.

Frank

I know Eddie is probably freaking out. I'm sure she's called Jamie even though he hasn't reached out to me.

Officer Eddie Janko has earned her rank as a decorated officer and her rise in the ranks isn't done. However, she needs to hear from me that marrying into our family won't make this climb any easier. I have no intention of dissuading her and Jamie, but as a father, I need her to know that I have her back. Just like any blood child of mine, I will not give her any free passes but she will get everything she deserves if she's willing to earn it.

Edit Janko will make an outstanding detective one day.

"Sir, Officer Eddie Janko is here for you."

"Thank you, Baker, send her in."

"Are you sure I don't need to salute?" Eddie smiled at me, with only a slight show of nerves. She is rock solid but she definitely shows some nervousness when it comes to the Reagan family.

"No Eddie, this is strictly just family meeting for lunch. What sounds good to you?"

She grinned, immediately letting go of her nerves. "I think by now you know by now that I'm an equal opportunity eater."

"Let's go then…I think I have the perfect place."

After a short drive and a sweep of the place by my detail, Eddie and I settled into a booth at Rosa Mexicano, which I have heard is one of her favorite places. "So, Eddie, I'm sure you're wondering why I wanted to have lunch."

Nibbling on a chip she had just extracted from the basket on the table, she didn't waste any time. "Yeah, I am. So, what's going on? I mean, the only other times it's just been the two of us are pretty unforgettable considering one of them was after I got shot."

I remembered that day as if it was yesterday. I think that's when I knew that things were shifting between my youngest and his partner. Not necessarily because of how the two of them were acting but because when I got the news, I felt more than I generally do for an officer hurt. It's not that I cared more about this one, I just felt differently. At the time I chalked it up to it being my son's partner and that it could have easily been him, it would have been him if it weren't for a few tiny details that you don't normally think about. But after visiting the hospital, I could tell it was more than that. However, I just had to wait to see how it played out.

"Eddie. I wanted to have lunch with you because your part of our family. There are some things I would like to get off my chest and according to my son, feeding you is a sure way to get you to listen." Grinning, I picked up a chip and scooped it full of the restaurant's famous homemade salsa. Shaking her head in way of telling me to go on, I continued. "You're an outstanding cop Eddie. You need to know that I believe that, as a former cop, as your commissioner and as your fiancé's father. I also need you to know that being a Reagan won't make any of these things easier."

"Sir," Eddie started but I shot her a stern look. "Sorry, Frank…" she emphasized my name, "I would never expect the Reagan name to make anything easy for me, nor would I let it. You have to know this about me by now, maybe not as Jamie's fiancé but as his former partner of five years."

She looked hurt which caused me to feel guilty right away. This was not how this conversation was supposed to go.

"Eddie, no, that's not what I mean. At all. I believe you have outstanding integrity. More or less, I feel the need to apologize to you. You may get passed over for promotions due to the Reagan name. You may have to prove yourself more than your fellow cop. I want you to know that I will only do what's fair in your case, just like I would any other cop on the street. I also need you to know that I'm rooting for you to go as far as you want to with this career. I will always be here to talk to or bounce things off of. I don't want things to be awkward between us. It will take a while, but I think it's important that you and I have our own relationship. The only other daughter-in-law I had…well, while you and her are similar in your strong nature and loving affections for my sons, she wasn't a cop. She didn't understand the things her husband went through but you will. I can't mimic her and my relationship to you and I. This is all new for me, but I do want to be close."

"I…I don't know what to say. I want us to have a relationship as well. I just…" Eddie looked at her lap, trying to find the right words to say. "Frank, I love my dad. Heck, I love my family even though they are nothing that I want to be. But you…and your family. You all seem perfect. You feel like you can get through anything. Sometimes…sometimes it's hard to take."

"You know, I can see where you're coming from. I know you love your family Eddie and none of us judge your family for what they've done or who they are. Do you know why?"

"Why?"

"Because they made you. And you have made Jameson the happiest I've ever seen him. You have proved you'll be there for him through it all. You're loyal and understanding. You're open to our family. I've already mentioned your extreme integrity. Edit Janko – you are a hell of a woman and you will make a hell of a Reagan. I'm happy to call you a daughter."

Finally, the blonde bombshell my son had fallen so madly in love with smiled across the table at me. "Thank you…Seriously. You have no idea how much this means to me." Closing the menu that she hadn't even really glanced at, she looked around to see if she could spot a waiter. "All this emotional chatter has me starving. Want to have a taco eating contest?"

Laughing and shaking my head, I couldn't help but imagine the life my youngest son was in for. "Reagan's never back down from a challenge Janko – Watch out."