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A/N: So my plan was to leave it as a one shot but someone asked me to continue then I had an idea for at least three parts. This is part 2, hope you enjoy. :-)

Numb – Part 2

Erin and Jay wake up in each other's arms when they hear a rustling in the room.

They slowly open their eyes and see a nurse checking on Jay and giving them a mock disapproving look.

Erin's cheeks tint red and she moves to get up from the bed while mumbling an apology.

"No, stay." Jay tugs her close to him and places a kiss on her forehead.

The nurse just chuckles and shakes her head while continuing on and asking Jay some questions about his pain and discomfort before excusing herself from the room.

"Morning." Jay whispers when we are alone and places a chaste kiss on my lips.

"Morning." I whisper against his lips before smiling and re attaching our lips, wanting to be closer and craving for our bodies to connect.

It's been too long.

"I have to admit, I was a little afraid you would be gone when I woke up…" He doesn't look me in the eye while he admits this.

"You expected me to freak out and run?" I ask while moving my hand up to cup his bruised cheek.

"Yeah. Last night just seemed so perfect and" I cut him off abruptly.

"Seriously? You were abducted, tortured and in hospital. Are you sure you don't have a head injury?" I ask while shooting him an incredulous look.

"It was perfect. You were here and you told me you loved me… it doesn't get more perfect than that. But I was afraid it was too good to be true."

I soften immediately upon his declaration and press our lips together.

"I guess it was pretty perfect." We share a smile.

"I didn't even contemplate leaving or running, I love you Jay. I'm done running."

"Glad to hear it." His eyes are sparkling and he's looking at me like I'm his whole world. Like I'm all he's ever wanted.

Maybe I am.

I know he's all I ever wanted.

Even if I didn't think I would ever find him.

"I woke up earlier and wanted to go get some coffee and breakfast because I know how much you hate hospital food but I didn't want you to wake up without me here… I was worried you would think the worst… also I like falling asleep next to you and waking up by your side." The end of my confession is quiet and I shyly look into his brilliant blue eyes.

"God I love you." He tells me again and I smile brightly.

"For the record, I love when you are the last thing I see at night and the first thing I see in the morning… I also love how you know me so well. Thank you for staying." My eyes mist at his sweet words.

"Always. I love you babe." We lean in for another kiss when the doctor walks in and clears his throat.

We turn to see his doctor and Will smirking at us and I feel my cheeks flame again.

"Well, I'm going to let you do your thing… I'll just go get us some breakfast okay?" I ask Jay, seeking his permission.

If he wants me to stay, I'll stay.

Jay gives me a final kiss and a nod and I'm on my way.

On my way out the door I hear Will teasing his brother and feel my cheeks get hotter.


Jay's POV

Erin's been gone about an hour and I miss her presence already, I'm still unable to believe everything that happened in the last 24 hours.

I'm starting to feel like the luckiest guy in the world, sometimes getting abducted works in your favor.

I can't wipe the smile off my face as I remember the feel of Erin's lips on mine, it's been too long and it feels so right.

Her tears last night and her broken voice caused my heart to ache but I'm glad she is letting me in, bit by bit.

I know this isn't easy for her. But for me, she's trying.

A knock on the door pulls me from my thoughts of the beautiful brunette and I turn to see Hank Voight.

I gulp out of instinct, Erin and I didn't discuss our relationship or what it means or if we would tell Voight.

If it were up to me we would come clean with Hank and be a couple without hiding and sneaking around. A real one, so our relationship can grow.

"Jay, glad to see you up." Hank walks to the bed and shakes my hand, a rare smile on his face.

"Thanks sir." The room is full of tension as we just stare at each other.

"Was Erin here last night?" I gulp again unsure if this is a trap.

"Yes, sir she was. She didn't want to believe I was okay without seeing it for her own eyes again and fell asleep. She blames herself."

"That's my fault I'm afraid. When she turned up and volunteered to get you back I was so mad and I let my anger cloud my judgment. I told her that you wouldn't have been taken if she were there… she wouldn't take no for an answer though. She was going for the exchange whether or not I allowed it. After she got you back she asked for her job back, she apologized it took you being taken for her to relize where she belongs… I suspect she was talking about being your partner. In more ways than one." Hank gazes at me with his signature stare and I stare back, not blinking and not answering.

"I'm glad she was here last night, she has terms to be back in the unit. No more Bunny in her life."

"Good. She does nothing but cause Erin pain." I nod in agreement.

Hank looks surprised before giving me a small smile.

"She is moving back in with me and taking weekly drug tests. When she didn't come home last night I hoped she was here… but a small part was worried she wasn't serious about getting her life back."

"She is sir." I tell him confidently.

"Good. Look Jay…"

"You have a way of saying that where it doesn't sound like good news." I'm trying to make light out of a heavy conversation.

"I don't know what your relationship status with Erin is." Hank pauses to size me up.

My mouth feels like glue.

"And I don't care. I just need to know someone has her back 24 hours a day."

"Yeah. I- uh. Always." I nod once to reaffirm my commitment and he claps a hand on my shoulder.

"Hank?" Erin asks as she walks in the room with breakfast. I can't be sure if she heard the end of the conversation. Her face gives nothing away.

A/N: Leave a review if you can, part 3 will be up soon.

Also, if you have any one shot or story requests/ ideas I'm open to inspiration.