"Dark Paradise"
Detroit Police Department
2021
"Alright, so Reggie told me to go meet you for lunch. Said you had something to tell me."
Demitra Callaway was waiting patiently outside of the Detroit Police Station, wearing a grin across her face. "That I do, Superman," She stood up from the bench to meet up with Jensen.
"Okay, so what's up?" He urged her.
She paused for just a second, as if she had a speech prepared in her head. "You know how much I love you, right? How - despite what I lost that night - I still managed to gain one good thing out of that nightmare, and that was your friendship."
The mention of the rainy night where Jensen had found Demitra battered would always cause him to wince a little on the inside. However, he could continuously take comfort in the fact he had found the perpetrators, Demitra recovered, and they had begun a friendship. "I wish we could have meet under better circumstances, V - one that didn't involve you getting hurt. But in the end, I'm glad we became friends. We've been through quite a lot."
"Yeah, we have,"
With a tilt of his head, he then asked, "What's going on, Dem?"
She held out her hands to him, requesting for his hand in her grip. "I'm pregnant. And if it's a boy, Reggie and I want to name him Adam. Addy for short, I believe." She added with a smirk hanging on the corner of her lips.
Recovering from his shock, he exclaimed, "Demitra, that's amazing! Come here!" Jensen immediately pulled the doctor in for an embrace.
"You saved my life that night," She acknowledged, clinging onto him. "I've been wanting to repay you ever since."
"That's a big way to repay someone, Dem," He pulled back to tell her to her face in the most grateful tone he could muster, "Thank you."
"You're welcome!" Bliss – that was what she was feeling right now and nothing else. Just pure bliss. "Now, let's go eat. The kid and I are hungry."