A/N: Thank-you to everyone who has favourited this story and left a review on the last chapter. As I said, I'm heading towards exams, but as a thank-you for all your kind words, I put together this chapter for you. I'm going to try and stick to a weekly update, if not, every two weeks.

I also apologise for any spelling, grammar or technical errors made in this chapter. I've re-read it a few times, but my eyes start blurring together and I can't pick up them up as easily.

Also, I don't own Blue Bloods or anything related to. I just play with two of my favourite yet severely underappreciated characters.

Chapter 3:

There were no words which could be formed in this moment. It wasn't that I didn't try to find the words. It was just that there was a misconnection between my brain and mouth.

But I didn't need the misconnection to figure just exactly who the little girl was.

More importantly, who that little girl was to me. I just couldn't formulate the words to ask if it was true.

"Hey baby, can you do Mummy a favour and go hang out with Betty for a few minutes?" Eddie says, interrupting my revealing thoughts.

I watch as Eddie gently places the little girl down on the floor, and watches her race back to the young lady who brought her to the district, before turning her body back to me.

I go to say something, but Eddie beats me to it.

"Can we not do this here? How about we do that Breakfast you offered and I can explain everything? I'll get Betty to watch Malina for a few more hours," she hurriedly rushes out.

All I can do it nod. My desperation for answers was what kept me from blowing up on the District steps. I gave Eddie the address for the small, local dinner and said she would meet me there in 10 minutes. I ask her to give me 20 minutes.

I walk stoically towards my car before fumbling with my keys to unlock the car door. Once unlocked, I fall into the driver's seat, where realisation dawns.

I am most likely a father. To a little girl I had no idea existed. Whose first years of life I've missed out on.

I slam my hands multiple times into the steering wheel. The force in which I was hitting the steering wheel with caused the vibrations to ascend the length of my arm.

I lay my head on the headrest and pull out my phone from my gym bag, typing a quick text to Danny.

To: Danny Reagan

We have to talk.

Meet me at my apartment an hour from now?

From: Jamie Reagan

I place my phone in the cup holder before turning the ignition on and pulling out of the parking lot.

20 minutes later:

I find a car-park across the street from the diner, but I don't get out.

I check my phone to see that Danny had replied and told me he would, although he did ask what was so important.

I take a moment to myself to think. Could I really do this? Was I prepared for my entire world to change?

And it wasn't just me who's life could be affected in the next 60 minutes. Eddie's; her daughter; my family.

Could I really do this?

My mind was made up when I cast my eyes towards the diner. Eddie was sitting by the diner's window. Her hands were wrapped around a pale green coffee mug and her lip was between her teeth. The morning sunrise shaped her face so perfectly.

I owed it to myself and her, to hear the truth.

I get out of my car, rushing across the street and opening the diner door. Not before taking one final deep breath might I add.

The chiming bell gives me entrance away. Eddie quickly turns her head, standing up out of the booth to greet me.

I walk cautiously to her and sit down in the booth seat across from her. She continues to stand for a moment before taking her own deep breath and sitting down across from me.

She takes a big gulp before beginning to speak; "Thank-you for coming. I know you didn't have to. And I owe you a massive explanation. But I need you to know, before we go any further, that I never meant to hurt you."

There was a moment of silence between us, before I nodded my head in reply.

"Where would you like me to start?" she asks

"Who is she?" I figured I would start with the easiest question.

"She's my, well our, daughter. She was born on July 30th, 2011, so she has just turned two."

I interrupt her before she continues; "So she is mine? There is no possible chance that its nobody else's?"

"Are you implying that I slept around? That I opened my legs for anybody that I just happened to find attractive?"

"Well its not like you tried looking for me. How am I supposed to know if you're telling the truth?"

Soon as the words left my mouth, I regretted them instantly. And I knew that Eddie didn't appreciate them because she scoffed and got up.

As she was walking past me, I grabbed her arm, preventing her from walking any further.

"Eddie, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to insinuate that you were lying and I'm extremely ashamed with myself for suggesting otherwise. It's just…I'm lost. And confused. And the way for me to deal with it apparently is to lash out at the wrong people. Please just sit down, and I'll sit peacefully for you to explain."

She nods her head after a moment of thinking and proceeds to sit down.

"What's her name?"

"Malina. It's Serbian for sweetheart."

Serbian? The confused look I was sporting resulted in Eddie explaining that her mother was Serbian.

"Is it just Malina Janko? Does she have a middle name?"

"She, ah, does actually. It's Josephine."

"Josephine?" The similarity to Joe's name was gut-wrenching. But at least it was being honoured, even if Eddie had no idea who Joe was.

"My Grandmother's name was Josephine. But, uh, when I found out who you were, I did a little digging into your family and found out about your brother Joe. And what happened to him. I figured it was a fitting tribute."

"Wait so you knew who I was? Before we met tonight?"

"It was in the May, just before Malina's first birthday, when I was reading the paper about the Sanfrino Family takedown and how a Reagan was involved. I remember hearing the name before, and not for the obvious reason. Anyway, I did some digging, and I came across an article about your brother, Joe. There was a photo of your entire family and I recognised your face," she offers to me.

"If you knew who I was, why didn't you come looking for me? I'm not trying to insinuate anything, I just want to know," I reply.

"I had just decided that once things settled down and I had gotten Malina into a good schedule, I was going to go into the Police Academy. When I found out who you were, I also found out that your dad is the Police Commissioner, your sister is an Assistant District Attorney and your brother is a first-grade detective. I quickly realised the odds if I found you and told you the truth."

"Odds?"

"They would have found a way to take her away from me. I was a single mother, with a shady family. I kept a child from you for the first year of her life; now two. There is no way that I could have walked out of that situation without losing Malina."

"Eddie, my family would not have done anything. Family means something to them and even though we were denied the first years of her life, they would take her away from her mother. You."

"I appreciate the sentiment Jamie, but you couldn't have promised me that," she stresses.

"I can't sit here and say that they won't be angry when they find out. They are entitled to a little anger. But, they also don't know the circumstances which have caused you to keep her from us. From me," I reply calmly

"Are you? Angry I mean."

I ponder this for a moment. Am I angry? There have been times throughout my life that I have been frustrated, but never truly angry. Well, with two exceptions. When my mother died and when I watched Vinny die in my arms. But am I angry with Eddie for keeping our child from me?

"Honestly?" I ask

"Always," Eddie replies sternly

"I don't know."

My response surprise me, but it's the best I could give Eddie at this current point in time.

"I'm okay with that," she replies softly.

For the next 40 minutes, Eddie divulges all the information about Malina as she can. Her first word, first steps, how she smiles and everything in between.

It's as we are leaving through the door that Eddie drops the bombshell question that I never pondered to ask.

"Would you like to meet her?" she asks.

"You would do that? Let me meet her so soon?" I reply, keeping my hopefulness at bay

"She knows who you are. Well at least that you exist. Once I found out who you are, I printed off a picture and put it by her crib. She knows that you're her dad," she states unexpectedly

That was the last thing I expected her to say. I pull myself out of my unexpected shock to give her an answer.

"Yes. I would love to meet her," I state confidently.

The smile that graces Eddie's face causes my own to descend on my face.

"We can discuss the details tomorrow on Tour," she states before turning and walking away.

As I watch her retreating form, it occurs to me that we are still partners. Could that still happen? Even though we weren't in a relationship, we shared a child. Are we able to stay partners?

I turn and rush to my car, knowing that Danny was probably impatiently waiting at my apartment. Didn't dare check my phone for proof of my thoughts.

10 minutes later:

"Jesus kid, you've kept me waiting long enough," I hear as I enter my apartment.

"Why did I ever give you a spare key," I say with an eye roll.

The famous Danny Reagan smirks graces my presence along with the sarcastic reply; "So we share moments like this."

I shrug off my jacket and throw my keys into the bowl by the door and shuffle onto the couch.

"So, what was so urgent that I dragged myself out of bed early? On my first day off in two weeks, may I add."

I take a deep breath in before beginning a life-changing conversation with Danny.

"You might want to sit down."

The smirk falls of Danny's face, a look of concern replacing it.

"Your scaring me kid. What's happened? Are you in any sought of trouble?" Danny rushes out.

"Well, it really depends on how you want to look at it."

"Cut the shit kid and tell me what's going on."

"Do you remember when you got me drunk on Irish whiskey's, and I spilled the beans about my expeditions at the Empire State Building?"

"Yeah, and I'm never going to forget it. But why are we reminiscing about it?"

"I saw her again today. Eddie, I mean. She's my new partner."

"Your shitting me!" he bursts out into laughter.

I join in on the laughter. I guess I've never really thought about the irony of the situation.

"So that's it? You saw the girl who you shared a night with and now she is your new partner. You couldn't have told me over a text?"

"I wish that was all Danny."

I take in a deep breath. Here goes nothing.

"Danny, Eddie has a daughter. A two-year-old daughter."

"Oh."

I watch as the realisation dawns on Danny.

"Oh! Are you saying what I think your saying?"

I nod my head and watch as Danny falls onto the couch next to me in shock.

"I have a daughter."

A/N: Thanks for reading! Brutal honesty is always appreciated! Leave a review.