Rated R: People there is some visual representation here so be aware. There may be more to come so I am going to change the rating.

Maggie- After the doctor left and the nurse gave me the pain meds I expected OA to leave. He looked exhausted and a mess. I knew I should send him home, but I had an underlying feeling that he should stay. I wanted him to be near me and comfort me. I wanted to know that even though I was in a hospital that I was shot in, that I was safe. I just couldn't convince myself of this. I looked over at OA and I think he knew what was about to happen.

"OA, I know that what happened with the Father was unexpected, but OA it's not your fault what happened. I had my gun and you didn't, you were injured. I should have seen his gun; I should have moved and got my gun out. I froze." I confessed. The confession felt humiliating to me. I knew that as a trained FBI agent I couldn't freeze. I was responsible for protecting others and not myself. I felt OA reach for my hand again, pull up the chair next to me, and sit down. He looked me in the eyes and said, "Maggie, I never blamed you for what happened. I wasn't prepared to be attacked in what seems like a safe space. I knew you had your gun and I didn't expect the Father to do what he did. He acted so normally at the house when we interviewed him. I never expected him to pull a gun and shoot." OA looked down at me in such a soft way that comforted me. I didn't see any disappointment in his face or eyes. His words made me melt in a way that I haven't experienced since Jason. I didn't know if I should feel guilty about cheating on Jason. I wasn't cheating because Jason was dead, but I guess I still felt like his wife somewhat. I have never seen this side of OA. A gentle side that seemed open and vulnerable. Only to me. It clicked slightly that OA might have feelings for me. OA! Feelings! I couldn't comprehend these feelings. I felt overwhelmed and tired suddenly and just wanted to sleep. "OA I know that we have more to talk about, but getting shot gives me an excuse to suddenly nap. Is it ok if we talk about this later? If you want to go home, sleep, and shower, I will be fine. I am sure there is an agent around who can guard the door if you want" I stated. OA had a confused look on his face and I didn't want him to feel shut down or that I didn't want to talk more about what happened, but I was actually tired. OA sighed and told me that he would only be gone for a little while and that if I needed anything to let him know. He reached in a bag on the side table and put my phone right next to me. He gave my hand one last squeeze and walked out. I thought there would have been more of resistance from him, but there wasn't. Maybe he was more exhausted than I thought. Maybe this time apart would help us reevaluate our feelings for each other. Maybe the feelings were in the heat of the moment and being apart would help me come down from this weird high.

Over the next couple of hours, I fell in and out of sleep. My dreams were consumed with reliving the past and remembering each moment that OA was close to me or what would have happened if we had kissed. I still couldn't stop thinking about being more with OA. What would happen with work? Could we be a couple and still be partners or would we be more worried about each other and not about potential suspects? I drifted off again and heard someone enter the room. No surprise it was OA back after only 3 hours. I looked at him shocked, "OA I told you to get some rest. Why are you back here so soon?" OA not surprised that I would be upset with him said, "I went home, showered, ate some food, and made some calls to Jubal and Kristen to update them on what was going on with you. I was bored then and decided to come back." I could tell that the last part was a bit slow on the response and knew that he was lying. Do I call him out on it and say that he probably just missed me or was worried?

OA- After the doctors left and gave Maggie the pain meds she looked exhausted, but I was hoping to talk to her about what happened and how I felt. I guess she could tell because she began to tell me that nothing was my fault. I knew that her getting shot was my fault. That bullet was meant for me, not for her. What caught me by surprise was the fact that she admitted she froze. That part came out quite and I knew she was embarrassed about it. She should never be embarrassed about what happened. We are only human and we were supposed to be in a safe place. I grabbed Maggie's hand, sat down next to her, and told her exactly that. Nothing was her fault. She seemed to space out after I talked to her, and she seemed to shut down from me. She told me she was tired and needed a nap and by the looks of her, she needed more than a nap. I knew that there was a team of agents posted around the hospital after what happened and that she would be perfectly safe, but I had this gut feeling. She urged me to go home and get some rest and relax, and she was right. I hadn't slept in over 48 hours and I am sure that everyone could tell. I grabbed her phone and made sure to put within reach of her so that if she needed anything she could call me in a sec. I squeezed her hand and walked out of the room. I made sure to grab an agent to stand by her door at all times and that no one goes into that room without a hospital badge on. I probably scared the kid by how authoritative I was, but she was special to me. I needed to go home and get some space from these feelings. I was supposed to be the strong OA and not be all mushy. Who am I turning into around her?

I never really liked getting fast food for dinner, I normally liked to cook it myself, but there was this great Thai food place close to my condo that sounded really good. I grabbed my food and went home and devoured that food faster than I thought humanly possible. After that, I jumped in the shower to wash away all of the grime that has been building up on me for the past couple days. When Maggie was initially shot, Jubal brought me the spare clothes that I had at the office so that at least I didn't have to walk around with a blood-soaked shirt for a couple of days. Normally I don't really have shower thoughts, but today I did. My thoughts were focused on Maggie and what happened. I thought about what has been happening between us these past couple days and how my feelings for her have been growing so much lately. I imagined her standing here in the shower with me. Water running over her smooth body and cascading down her stomach and breasts. I imagine running my hands through her wet hair and feeling her body press up against mine as my warmth slowly affects her. These feelings stir something in me that needs to be relieved, but I don't want to do it myself. I want Maggie to be here and to be deep inside her as she shutters at my size as I pleasure her until she collapses. I would turn off the water, dry her off, and carry her to bed, where I would continue my attack on her silky smooth body. After the rush that is inside me, I can't sleep, but I am not ready to go back to her yet. I call Jubal and Kristen and give them an update on Maggie and how she was doing. They asked if I was okay and I couldn't give them a real answer so I just pushed them off the subject. After that call, I headed back to the hospital to see how Maggie was. I needed to be close to her. After what she did, to protect me I just felt this urge to always be with her. Maggie was somehow not surprised to see me back by her side so soon. She asked why I was back and the only excuse I could come up with was that I was bored, but she seemed to see right through that answer. I was just waiting for her to call me out on it, but I decided to be a gentleman and bring it up first.

End of chapter Four...I can't believe I have written four chapters. The love for these two is literally coursing through me and I just have this urge to write it down. How did you all feel about the OA shower scene? Do you want more like this or less? Also any ideas for the future of these two? I need ideas to inspire me. All the love- LC