Chapter 4

"Strong Pacific storms continue to head directly for the Los Angeles area. City and county officials are already preparing for the worst. Heather Lewis has more on this story." CJ switched off the television. She got off of the couch, stretched, and padded to the kitchen. The clock on the microwave said 2:10 a.m. She opened the refrigerator and spied the cheesecake. What the heck she thought to herself. I am eating for two after all.

After grabbing a fork from the drawer, she slowly walked back into the den, savoring a bite of cheesecake. Her ankles were swelling again. She decided to kick back in Matt's recliner. As she snacked on the cheesecake the baby decided to kick some more. She imagined what it would be like to have a little Mattlock running around the house. If he was anything like his daddy life wouldn't be boring. She pictured the two of them playing catch in the backyard. Then a few years later, he would be playing little league football. Matt would be a great dad, she had no doubts about it, but she still worried about him and his dangerous line of work. He really couldn't help himself, she knew that. It was that intuition and bravery that made him so good at his job; the job he hadn't been doing the last few months. She was glad for him to be away from it, but was it really fair to him? She knew they needed to talk about his going back to work. Maybe the visit from Hoyt tomorrow would be just the thing to get the conversation started.

A flash of lightning and a distant rumble of thunder cut into her thoughts. She looked down at the plate, only to discover that the cheesecake was gone. After considering her options, she hoisted herself out of the chair, then took the plate to the kitchen and rinsed it off. Stifling a yawn, she made her way back to the bedroom. A sliver of light from the window illuminated Matt's face. He was so handsome, but looked so much like a little boy when he was asleep. She crawled back into bed. Matt rolled over and put an arm around her, his hand gently landing on the baby. CJ drifted off to sleep.