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"What took you guys so long? You're literally like ten minutes away," Nicole scolded as Jon and Alex stepped inside the house.
Jon managed to keep a straight face, his own messy, sex hair looking locks speaking for itself.
And along with her failed attempt at a poker face, Alex's messy, once tamed curls and wrinkled black dress, Nicole knew something was up.
"I don't even wanna know..."
"Good, cause we're not telling," Alex giggled.
"Hey, long time no see," Joe greeted, a plate of steaks and tongs in his hands.
"What the hell happened to you guys? High speed chase or something?"
Jon cracked a smile, glancing over at Alex. "That ain't enough action for her."
Joe shook his head, having pieced everything together. "Really Shaw?"
"I was off duty, big guy... But maybe you should try the real thing sometime and tell me how it is," Jon suggested with a shrug of his shoulders, looking all smug but he had good reason to be. He just had incredible sex in the back seat of his car while impersonating himself as a police officer...
"Yeah, we really should," Nicole chimed in. Joe gave her such an out there look like she was insane which she did not appreciate.
"Baby, don't get me wrong," Joe started, trying to defend himself. "That's all exciting and what not, but your basically suggesting I have sex with you on a stakeout or something."
"Exactly."
"In the line of fire... In as much danger as possible?"
"Sounds romantic," Nicole teased.
"We hang around this lunatic too much, I tell ya," Joe chuckled, walking into the kitchen.
"Come get a beer, Mr. off duty cop!"
"Want something?" Jon asked Alex. She shook her head, pushing him down the hall to his friend.
"You two are crazy," Nikki laughed, leading Alex into the living room. They sat down on the white couch in the middle of the all white room, the fireplace crackling and burning brightly in the corner.
Nicole and Joe's house was spectacular- almost museum like. Everything was coordinated and neatly placed... Kinda like Nicole herself.
"You want anything? Wine?"
"You don't even have any wine... Don't bother asking me first."
A huge smile planted itself on Nicole's face- she was glowing.
"No more of that for a bit," she said slowly through that grin.
"Oh my God, are you pregnant?"
Nicole nodded. "Joe doesn't know yet... How he hasn't figured it out is beyond me, like come on. No wine and I'm already puffing up? I guess he didn't pay attention the first time."
"Just cause their a couple of cops doesn't mean they can solve everything," Alex laughed.
Down the hall and inside the kitchen, Jon and Joe occupied a couple of bar stools with beers in their hands, while Joe waited for the rest of the meal to cook.
"How's everything, man?" He asked.
"Good... Can't complain."
"How's the road treating you?"
Jon suppress his distaste- the fact that his and Nick's excitement for the day was the arrest of some dumbass kid who'd get out in a couple of days with a slap on the wrist and every intention to defy authority again.
There was no denying that Jon missed the challenge of what was once his job before.
"It's different," Jon mumbled, chugging his beer.
"You know, the door's always open if you wanna come back," Joe suggested. He felt he was doing him a favour.
"Yeah I know... Don't feel the need to though."
"It's what you wanna do. I know it is."
Jon sighed heavily. It was the truth. But he couldn't go back. Not after everything that happened.
"I just wanna forget about everything that happened... This way, being on the road and patrolling the city, is the only way I can do that."
"You're afraid something'll happen to her, aren't you?"
He was.
"Not just her... My son, her daughter. Our family."
"None of that was your fault."
"But it's got me feeling that way... And with him still out there, it's best for me to sit back and protect my family instead of getting caught up in these cases like I did before."
There was really no reasoning with Jon at this point. He'd made his decision months ago, saying yet another goodbye to the one job he always loved. The one job he was always good at.
But he was a protector. And when he felt threatened, he was one stubborn bastard which rendered Joe's attempts of reasoning useless.
"Is that why you didn't tell her about Lopez?"
Jon felt that terrible, disgusting feeling of guilt fill his stomach.
"Yeah."
Every letter Colby sent, Jon read. Deep down, he knew they weren't harmful. He cared and he was trying to show it but Jon saw it as a gateway back into the nightmare she escaped.
So he kept them from her.
"Shit like this always backfires, you know that right?"
Jon shrugged. "I got a lot of other shit on my plate reminding me that what I'm doing is right."
"What makes you so sure, man?"
Jon smiled. He still couldn't believe it, if he was actually right. "I think Alex is pregnant."
xXx
Bray crept his way into Finn's empty bedroom, scoping out his surroundings to make sure he was indeed alone. He didn't bother turning on the light- pulling out an old candle lit lantern he'd found in the house awhile back.
He went straight for Finn's desk beside his bed, covered in papers both filled with chicken scratch and blank. There were piles scattered everywhere but Bray was determined to search through anything he could, diving head first into Finn's madness.
Bray came across Finn writing down everything he could the other night, after a restless night.
It was getting worse- Finn's sleepless nights and yelling in his slumber, screaming outher name.
Alexandra.
But he'd never remember the morning after... He just identified the dark haired girl asher.
Now he was writing down everything he could remember from his dreams then attempting to piece together the puzzle.
Bray came across a piece of paper in particular, the clearest ever of Finn's chicken scratch writing.
Blood on the ground.
Blood all over her.
A gun in my hand.
A gun in her hand.
It troubled Bray... Finn was slowly beginning to remember the past. Everything he'd done to get Finn to forget the past would soon be a waste if he had just one more dream.
And he would. It was just a matter of time.
'A'
Because he could almost put a letter to her name.
xXx
Alex sat atop the bench inside one of the rooms in the clinic, her feet dangling over the edge as she read the same pregnancy awareness poster over and over again.
How ironic.
She huffed, wiping her sweaty palms on her jeans, waiting and waiting.
She was convinced she already knew. All the signs pointed to she was indeed pregnant, so why was she ever here waiting on Emma who was probably still up in the front, smiling and giggling like a mad women since Antonio came in for a visit.
She became so impatient, fiddling with everything in her reach like a four year old child. Emma found it hilarious once she opened the door, shaking her head at Alex with a stethoscope in her ears.
"What are you? Five?" Emma laughed.
"I needed something to do since you were busy with Romeo."
"Oh my God... That's exactly how I'd describe him."
"Really?"
Emma nodded. "You should come out with us Friday night."
"I think Jon's still a little weirded out by you two."
"That's okay... But if you do we'll have to order you virgin drinks instead."
Alex's eyes bulged. "What?"
"You, Alexandra Taylor, are indeed pregnant."
Her heart literally warmed and it was as if hearing the words in person made everything okay. No nervousness, no doubt if any.
She was indeed pregnant.
And she was ecstatic.
"See? Told you babies are great."
"Wow... How far along?"
"My guess is nine weeks but I'm going to set you up for an ultrasound so we can see how this little bean is doing."
Nine weeks pregnant- a baby of their own to join their blended family. Kylie would be just as ecstatic as she was and Cameron would be dead set on it being a boy.
Alex felt her stomach flutter, excitement building just thinking of telling Jon the news.
Would he be as excited as she now was?
She hoped.
Emma interrupted her thoughts with laughter... Laughter out of nowhere.
"Oh, God," she said between giggles, "And next time Jon decides to play sexy cop and pretends to arrest you, make sure you guys aren't in the way of the cameras outside, you idiots."
"You saw?"
"Of course I did."
"Oh God..."
"Oh God is right. Keep that up and I'll have plenty of baby pictures for my wall," Emma teased, handing Alex the pregnancy results and date for the impending ultrasound.
"One at a time," Alex said, her eyes reading over every single letter in the word PREGNANT.