Disclaimer: Still don't own Blue Bloods. Funny though...Will Estes seems to knock up a girl in almost every series he's in.

Ch. 10

Eddie had gotten dressed and was ready for discharge. She sat on the edge of the bed and tapped her belly. "Well, I don't know if you can hear me yet. But honestly, I'm kinda happy about you. Just feels right. Plus you're giving mama license to eat as much as she wants."

She looked up when she heard a knock at the door. "Talking to Junior?" Jamie stood there in his uniform with flowers. "Hey, so um...I know you're not much of a flowery, girly-girl. But I really just wanted to show you that I'm here for you. Most guys wouldn't allow their pregnant girlfriend or wife to get shot, pregnant or otherwise. And I'm just sorry, because I feel like I let you down."

Eddie motioned for Jamie to sit. "Reagan, you didn't let me down. You saved my life. How much shittier would you have felt if I died and on top of it, you found out I was carrying your kid after?" Jamie kissed her forehead.

I wouldn't have been able to live with myself.

"I just feel bad for Victoria. Her mom and dad are going away, and as far as I know, she's going into the foster care system. I don't feel right about letting that sweet girl down. Especially knowing that I'm the one who put her daddy away," Eddie whispered.

"Eddie, he's a bad guy. He put her in danger every day she lived in that house. Her mom is getting two years, but you were right, she has no custodial papers. However, Erin mentioned that now Nikki's out of the house, she kinda misses having a little girl around. So she was thinking about fostering Victoria. That way, she'd be in a loving home and you'd still get to see her...be Aunt Eddie. And she'll finally get to see the baby." Jamie winked.

Eddie patted her belly. "Linda and the OB/GYN said I'm actually about ten weeks along. Which accounts for the morning sickness. And the emotions. And the constant horniness." Jamie smirked. "Man, Janko. I should have knocked you up a long time ago, then."

She playfully punched his shoulder, then her face grew somber.

"So what do we do? Like where do we go from here?" She asked expectantly.

Jamie pulled her close. "I'm not going anywhere."

Finally, Linda came by and told Eddie that she was free to go. Jamie held her hand and kissed her cheek. They walked out of the hospital, and to Jamie's car as the sky grew dark. He drove them to her apartment. While Jamie pulled into his spot, Eddie noticed something different about her street. The fences were lined with candles and white flowers.

Eddie raised her eyebrows.

"Reagan, what's all this?"

Jamie shrugged playfully and only got out of the car, opened her door, and helped her out. "You'll see. It's your welcome home!"

Eddie laughed as a familiar tune filled the sweet summer air and a few words stuck out as sweeter than a rose.

It's inevitable like you and me.

He held her hand and walked with her to the door. When they got to the break in the fence where Eddie's apartment building was, they stopped.

"Our first kiss was right here...in this spot. And as much as we didn't want to admit it then, I'll be the first to admit it now. I'm in love with you. I love you. And I'm not just saying that because you're carrying my child...our child. I'm saying it because I could have lost you and I honestly don't know what I'd do if I lost the woman who drives me out of my mind, makes plans without consulting me, eats more than I do, and isn't afraid to speak her mind around me. I love you. Heck, I'll scream it if you'd like."

At this point, Jamie was smiling so much he was crying. "Ok, look at this point, I'm sure I look like an ass. And if I get any louder, one of your neighbors will call the cops, which will be embarassing. But I really need to ask you something."

Eddie cocked her head. "Shoot, Reagan."

"What do you want? From me? From this relationship?" He asked her solemnly.

Eddie grabbed his hand. "Jamie, what do you want?" She sat on a crate by the fence.

Jamie knelt down in front of her, took off his hat, and grabbed her hands.

"Edit Janko, I want to marry you. I've never been more sure of anything else in my entire life. Will you be my wife?"

He pulled out a ring from his left pocket, a sparking rose gold band with three diamonds set beautifully in it.

Eddie's eyes welled with tears as she answered in the affirmative.

Jamie slid the ring on her finger. The diamonds were set in such a way that reminded Jamie of how he and Eddie were starting their life together: with three people, instead of just two.

He dipped and kissed her deep and slow, making a memory that they'd tell their own kids about someday. And maybe Erin, if she was lucky.

The music stopped abruptly and Frank got out of the car.

"Congratulations, son...Oh, and Eddie? You don't have to call me Commissioner. Pop works just fine." Frank winked at Eddie.

The next morning, Jamie grinned as he woke up next to his partner, best friend, and fiancee.

Finally.

Eddie's head was nestled in the crook of his neck. She was still sound asleep, with her bare chest rising and falling gently. She did snore ever so slightly, but to Jamie it was kinda cute. Jamie's left hand rested on her belly, protectively and lovingly.

Eddie was put on light duty at work, filing paperwork, and the like. In other words, she was in hell.

"Reagan, can't I just wear a bulletproof vest and call it a day? I miss being on patrol," she said groggily.

Jamie rolled his eyes. "Janko. Do you want to put yourself and our kid in danger?"

"Your kid makes me fat. And pee constantly, Reagan."

"Oh, so now it's my kid?" He playfully punched her arm. "Hey, it's my kid who makes you all curvy. And your chest much larger, which I enjoy. He's kinda like a mini-wingman."

"Jamie, who said anything about the baby being a boy or a girl?" Eddie asked with a smile on her face.

Jamie just smiled and sighed. "I always wanted a son...especially after Joe died. So I'd have a special way of remembering him, you know? But honestly, if the baby is a girl, I'll be just as happy. And I'll kick the ass of any guy who breaks her heart. I'm sure the PC will happily look the other way on that one."

Eddie snuggled up against his bare body. "Damn, Reagan. It's a wonder you didn't knock me up sooner."

Jamie chuckled, and kissed Eddie's forehead.

Three weeks later, Jamie went back full-duty as Detective Reagan, working homicides with Det. Ryan. His promotion and the pay upgrade was truly a godsend, as he and Eddie needed to get a few things for the baby.

Eddie was working at 1PP, light duty, organizing some files for Frank. "I like to keep my family close, Officer Janko. And well, you're becoming like a daughter to me." At that, a very hormonal Eddie began to cry a little. Frank, in a lot of ways, was more of a father figure than her own old man was.

Jamie called Eddie to meet him at the precinct after his tour was over. When Eddie arrived, a few of the officers and Renzulli had procured a few gifts for the new arrival. Eddie got all emotional and hit Jamie on the arm.

"I'll get you for this one, lambchop."

The officers and detectives were all over the moon for the couple, and Erin brought little Victoria over to visit that night, too. Victoria was excited to stay over with her Aunt Eddie and Uncle Jamie.

Eddie, Jamie, and Erin had explained to all three kids the situation with their parents. Especially emphasizing that their parents weren't bad people, they had just done some bad things. Victoria seemed to accept that answer and seemed to love spending time with Erin. Erin, in turn, liked having a little girl around again.

In Eddie and Jamie's apartment (complete now with a woman's touch), Victoria sat on Eddie's lap. Jamie was sitting on the couch talking with Erin, who was giving plenty of parenting advice to her baby brother.

Eddie was reading Victoria a story, complete with sarcastic and funny commentary, making the little girl giggle incessantly.

Suddenly, Victoria jumped. "What was that?" She asked Eddie innocently.

Eddie's face was fresh with tears. Jamie ran over and knelt by the chair. "You ok? What's wrong?"

"I felt...I felt the baby move! She kicked me!" Victoria exclaimed and smiled. Eddie nodded with a smile.

She pulled Jamie's hand onto her belly. There was a stillness followed by an ever so slight kick.

Jamie smiled and at a loss for words.

After storytime and snack time was over, Erin left. Victoria chattered on and on about the baby until she fell asleep in Eddie's arms. Eddie stifled a a laugh. "The kid conked out on me, Reagan. She's taking a page from your book."

Jamie took Victoria from Eddie's arms and laid her down on the bed in the guest room, tucking the little girl in.

He knelt by the bed, saying a quiet prayer for her and kissed her forehead. "Love ya, kid."

Eddie stood by the doorway in her soft flannel pajamas watching, with her hand over their own little one.

"I'm usually not a big softie, but man, Jamie. You're going to be a great dad. You're a catch."

Jamie kissed her lips gently, then urgently, with his bare hands roaming up and down her sides. He picked Eddie up, and carried her to their room.

"Actually, you're the catch."

He gently laid her down and kissed her passionately, massaging her breasts, kissing every inch of her (and paying particular attention to her belly). He was a little nervous about sex during pregnancy, but Danny had reassured him that it was fine.

They made love very gently that night, with even the little Reagan-to-be offering a tiny kick of encouragement at the end, making Jamie and Eddie both crack up. Jamie wrapped his body around hers, protecting her and loving her ever so tenderly.

Six months later, both Jamie and Eddie had to testify against Vino Gambini and his associates. The evidence was overwhelmingly convicting. Eddie was about eight to nine months pregnant, and waddling around like a fat penguin.

"But a very cute and sexy, oversized penguin" Jamie offered.

Vino got prison for life. Most of his associates got at least fifty years. Eddie recommended that Patricia, in light of the best interests of her children and the minor role she had played, be given no more than four years. The judge had obliged and given Patricia two years with three years of parole.

Eddie loved getting to be Victoria's Aunt, and get a little practice being a mommy. Because heaven knows she needed it.

And in doing so, she got to give support to a hurting child. Support that she didn't even know she needed. Support that Eddie herself never got. Even at seventeen. Seeing a parent or two in jail wasn't easy and Eddie knew that. But at least this way, Victoria always had somebody around who loved her and cared about her.

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