A/N: Sorry for the wait! Here is Part 2. I was going to try and update Broken but I'm almost asleep right now. Excuse the mistakes but Belle was distracting me with Jesse hotness on twitter. lol Not that I mind, at all.

Finding Comfort In You – Part 2

Jay POV

I'm in control of the questioning; almost able to feel Erin's eyes boring into this piece of scum sitting in front of me.

I can hear her pacing in her place, trying to control the anger and disgust she's feeling.

"Women dig them." I can sense Erin is on the verge of snapping; it's never okay to blame the victim or delude yourself into thinking no just means 'not yet'.

"So, they asked to be drugged?" I don't turn or move in my seat but I can picture Erin standing arms crossed, staring at him in disbelief. Her tone gains an edge with every word spoken.

I shake my head at his obvious denial as he continues to play dumb; I turn back to Erin briefly seeing her posture radiating rage.

Her eyes only flicker over to me briefly, needing to look away.

Erin's silent again as I let my voice rise, anger on my own face as he tries to place blame on his friend.

"You sure you drove her home?" I raise my eyebrows, challenging him to lie to my face again.

"Uh we were gonna drop them off at the L, but she jumped out of the car."

"Hmm. Do you have any idea why?" Erin's tone is laced with sarcastic confusion, layered with loathing.

"You'll have to ask her."

"Yeah, we can't ask Denise Miranda, because she died this morning." An eyebrow rises as I slide her picture across the table, making him confront the horror of what he did.

"What?"

"Yeah. She had a really bad reaction to that kamikaze you gave her." Erin walks closer, leaning down onto the table.

"And after she escaped your car, she froze to death." She places the picture down in front of him, the lifeless body staring up.

"So you're not just an accessory to a rape. You're looking at a murder." Horror fills his face as Erin continues to keep both hands on the table, her eyes murderous.

"No. No, no. I- I didn't do- I didn't do anything. No. She wanted-" He's spluttering up at Erin, prison time flashing before his very eyes. It's the last word that sends Erin flying over the edge.

"She wanted what, exactly? She wanted to be kidnapped?" Erin tilts her head, edging dangerously close to him. Erin's eyes hold this fierce look, a tone in her voice showing she means business. I know more than most how scary Erin can be.

"She wanted to be drugged without her knowledge?" Erin's hand reaches up and grabs the back of his head forcefully.

"What she wanted was to get away from you," She shaking his head, her tone taking on the rage of the victims as she looks down at the predator. I jump up from my seat quickly and make my way to Erin.

"So badly that she died!" My hands gently reach Erin's shoulders as she shoves his head away.

"Erin." My voice is soft as I try and hold her back, stopping her from doing something we both want, but couldn't do. A line Erin wouldn't want to cross.

"I'm fine!" Erin's forceful as she cries out, jerking from my hold on her.

I release my hold as she shrugs around me, trying not to overthink her reaction. Even when it seems she couldn't stand me touching her. Not even for a moment.

"It was just supposed to be fun." I'm leaning down on the table, disbelief shining on my face. Erin's standing behind me, hands on hips trying to reign in her anger.

My eyes turn to take Erin in, the disgust and hatred is on her face as she stares at him. Her hazel eyes fill with unshed tears, I wish to reach out but I don't dare touch her again.


Erin's clearly shocked when she opens her apartment door to reveal me.

"Jay?"

"Pizza and beer?" I hold them up and she blinks at me.

"What?" Her whispered breath, holding confusion.

"Come on, you can't turn down food." I coax playfully.

"What happened to time?"

"That doesn't mean we aren't partners Erin, or friends. We always lean on each other, depend on each other to decompress after events like today. We have a ritual after tough cases… especially when it's someone close to us affected."

"Yeah, but you left." Her whisper sounding broken.

"You never left my heart though Erin."

She's looking at the food in my hands and I wonder if she's thinking the same as me, the evolution of our ritual.

Our ritual use to consist of Molly's for drinks, or maybe one of our apartments for a beer.

As our love grew it shifted into getting home as quick as possible, lounging on the couch with pizza and beer. Knowing we only wanted each other's company to process the case, no one else distracting us.

The routine always ended with us finding comfort in the others arms, sheets wrapped around our naked bodies as we bathe in each other's love.

Taking the time to show the other we will always be there, silent caresses sharing our unspoken words.

She finally nods and invites me in; I place the food and beer on the coffee table and take a seat on the couch. I purposely sit towards the middle so Erin's body isn't too far from mine.

We silently reach for the pizza as Erin flicks the TV on, a clear indicator she's not looking to talk. I open two beers and pass her one, ensuring our fingers brush.

"Today was hard." She finally admits once the pizza is gone and the TV is only a quiet murmur.

"Yeah, I was worried about you."

"I know. I was fine." She tells me gently, her eyes seeking mine. They show so much pain, I silently wish I could take it all away.

"You weren't fine." She looks down quickly at my observation, nodding softly.

"But I mean you are fine." Insinuation is blatant and Erin allows herself a smile.

"Oh yeah? Well you were in fine form today too. Was anybody here with manslut last night? Anybody? Manslut?" We're laughing as we fall back into the soft couch cushions, some heaviness disappearing. Erin shuts the TV off and my body is on instant alert, preparing for the request to leave.

Erin leans her head back, turning it to the left to face me. I can't help but reach up and push some hair back.

"I got a glimpse of single life tonight." Her confession is soft as she leans into my caress, eyes closing briefly.

"Yep." I clear my throat, scared where the conversation may take us.

"I don't want to be single. Not because the world is full of sleazy creeps who don't respect women. But because I know you're the only man I see sharing my life with."

"You're not single Erin. At least I hope you're not. I'm coming home to you." Fear grips my chest.

"When?" Her voice breaks on the one simple word.

"I can't answer that yet. My problems are big, I wish I could put a time frame on it, but I can't."

"I've never loved anyone like I love you." She whispers softly, her lips quivering.

"I never have and I never will either." She swallows harshly at my reply.

"I get you're going through something big, and you feel you need to do it alone. I can't imagine what you're going through but… I wish you didn't have to push me away." Her hazel eyes are full of sadness.

"I'm sorry, I'm trying to deal. Not burden you."

"You leaving was a burden."

"I'm trying Erin, I'm just struggling."

"I can see it. You're so good at pushing things down, but you show me glimpses of how you're falling apart. I'm hurt you left, but when you're ready I'll be here."

"You will?" My eyes widen in response to her promise.

"I love you, of course I will be. It won't be easy though." Her gaze holds fear, but I'm unsure what she's fearful of.

"Thank you."

"You really hurt me, I'm trying to let my anger go about the wife you never told me about." There's a hitch in her tone letting me know she's been unsuccessful so far.

"I thought it was over. It was a 24 hour joke marriage, she never signed the papers. I did."

"You still should have told me. How would you feel if I was once married? But didn't tell you because I like to pretend my days on the street never happened. I know I can't compare it to PTSD but I did a whole lot under Charlies control that makes my skin crawl." I shut my eyes briefly, the truth to her words hitting me and the hatred I feel for Charlie surging within me.

"You're right. I'd be hurt if you had been." I finally admit defeated.

"It's not that you got married. It's that you didn't tell me."

"When I come back, there won't be anymore secrets. I promise." My words lift some of the pain from her features.

"Just try and come back to me soon." Our noses touch gently and I nod.

"I'll try."

"Is there anything I can do to help you?" Her whispers brush my lips.

"Be here for me."

"I'm right here Jay." She sighs softly.

"I need you in my life, Erin. Even just to talk to. I find comfort in you… If I have a breakthrough, I want to feel like I can share it with you. If we can just find our way back to normal… be friends and partners. Maybe I can heal, it's easier when I'm not weighing you down. If we lived together and depended on each other, the pressure would be too much." Sincerity coats my tone, my eyes conveying my feelings.

"Friends and partners?" She asks trying to determine what I want.

"Just for now." I reach out and entwine our hands.

"Okay." She finally whispers her forehead leaning against mine.

"Stay with me tonight?" The look in her eyes is vulnerable and so I nod slowly.


We're cuddled in bed; Erin's head resting on my chest as she inhales my scent, fresh from the shower.

"I miss this." She whispers tracing patterns through my shirt.

My lips find her hair; I inhale her scent as I run my fingers through it.

"I miss it too. My bed feels strangely big without your six pillows." She giggles and I smile at the sound.

"Thanks for staying."

"I needed this too." She tilts her head back to look into my eyes, our noses are touching and I can feel her warm minty breath on my face.

The intensity and intimacy of the gaze stuns me, the air around us thick with sexual tension. We both crave the final part of our routine.

After what feels like hours but is only a minute she leans forward to press our lips together, its soft and sweet her eyes not even closing.

"Erin, we shouldn't."

"I need you tonight." She whispers back, hazel eyes filling with tears.

"Please." Her voice breaks on the last word and so I lean forward to kiss her again, her eyes closing this time.

Her hand caresses my cheek as my tongue slips into her mouth, needing this just as much as she does.

She straddles me on the bed, my hand moving down to grasp her bare thigh.

I moan as she grinds down on my manhood through my boxers, my penis jerks excitedly in response after all this time apart.

"You looked beautiful tonight." I whisper against her lips as I trace patterns on her thighs.

"Beautiful?" She pulls away to raise an eyebrow.

"And sexy."

"I saw you staring." She teases me.

"I couldn't look away. You're breathtaking Erin, so irresistible." She smiles as our lips meet again, my hands going under her shirt to play with her nipples.

She grinds down on me again as I pinch a nipple, she sucks on my tongue gently in reply.

Her lips leave mine as she sits up to pull her shirt off; her hair falls down over her shoulders as she looks down at me.

She leans back down to rest her forehead against mine, her hair fanning over her face as I reach up and push it back.

Our lips are more desperate than slow when they meet again; I roll us over as Erin's legs move to rest on either side of me.

I sit back on my knees to pull my shirt over my head; Erin's pulling me back down quickly, her hands finding my cheeks as we kiss again.

Erin's gasping as my lips move to trail hot kisses down her neck; I suck in the caress of her soft neck where it meets the shoulder causing her to shudder.

I smile as my teeth scrape against her skin before I move kisses down between her breasts and across her toned stomach.

My tongue darts into her bellybutton before I place a kiss above her shorts; she squirms as I pull her shorts and panties down together.

I take a moment to admire the beauty of Erin as she lays before me, her flushed face, swollen lips and messy hair.

My body leans back over hers, I place a kiss to her forehead, then her nose and finally her lips as my fingers find her aching core.

She's panting as I pump my fingers in and out, marveling at how wet she already is.

I kiss her harder as she moves against my fingers, trying to create more friction. Her nails dig into my biceps and I take the hint hooking my fingers up as I pull out and her hips jerk once.

She whimpers when I slip my fingers out before she can find her release, my tongue quickly finds the place where my fingers left.

I lick along her entrance teasingly, before I find her clit with my lips. I suck gently as I move my face around, knowing she loves the feeling of my scruff against her sensitive pussy.

She calls my name out as she comes, clawing at me and begging me to find my way back to our lips.

She moans as my tongue slips into her mouth and she sucks her own juices off my lips, her hands pushing down my boxers impatiently.

Her legs wrap around my waist as I rest against her warm entrance, noses brushing softly.

"I love you." I whisper, desperate to reassure her this isn't just about sex for me. There is still love here between us, we will figure out our problems and find our way back to each other.

"I love you too." She smiles, her eyes shining up at me with love, telling me silently she knows how real this is between us.

She knows this is making love.

I enter her slowly, her pants slipping through her lips as I start to move inside of her. She runs her hands over my muscled back, pulling our naked chests flush against each other as I rock against her.

Fingers slip through my hair as she brings her hips up to meet every thrust, moaning in pleasure each time I slip further into her aching pussy.

She moves her hands to my neck, encouraging my lips down and onto her neck when she arches her head back in pleasure. My lips tickle her skin before biting down, every intention of leaving a mark.

Something she'll look at tomorrow, reminding her of the love and comfort we found in each other tonight. Ensuring she doesn't push this to the back of her mind, convincing herself it was all a dream, not ready to deal with the emotions.

Her breathing quickens as I thrust deeper and faster, knowing I'm close to release.

Our lips meet, tongues dueling as she reaches up to run her hands through my hair again.

She sighs against my lips before kissing me again, the passion almost overwhelming me.

Our lips are still joined when we find our release together.

The air around us is still as our bodies calm from the trembling, our eyes locked as we say everything in this one gaze, no words needing to be spoken.

I'll love you, forever.

I'm here for you, always.

I'll never leave you.

You're mine, and I'm yours.

We hold each other as we sleep that night, not knowing what tomorrow will bring but knowing we all always end up back here.

Together; where we belong.

Finding comfort in each other.

A/N: Review and let me know what you think :)

Broken and Finding my way back to you will be next.

Then Jay's list, Fate or What if? Or something else? YOU tell ME!