After getting the prescriptions filled after her lunch, C.J. stopped by the office and picked up the very well organized folder Chris put together for her. Given that it took her so long to get back up there, now 5pm, she told Chris to go out and have a nice dinner before going home. Barney, Head of Security for Houston Inc. who just came up in the elevator looked awfully nervous.
"I am so sorry Ms. Parsons, I mean Parsons-Houston. I can assure you there will never be a breach in my security team again. Please let me explain." Barney started, clearly rattled.
C.J. felt a little bad for him. She didn't want to scare him, just keep the other guys on their toes, "Barney, its ok. No harm was done outside of one file going missing. I'm ok and I'm sure Houston will understand that what happened was a one time lapse in judgment by some of our security men, not you personally and that it will never happen again." Barney seemed to calm down some, but she wanted to go further, "You have been a loyal employee for years now and Houston always speaks highly of you, so just maybe set a few things straight with the guys under you and go home and don't worry about this anymore ok?" she said as she patted his shoulder and led him to the elevator. She waved as the door shut then turned back to Chris.
"Now you go home, that's where I'm headed and thanks for this. I'm not sure I ever put anything together for Matt that looked this organized" she said with a chuckle.
Chris smiled but still looked concerned, "You sure you're ok? What did the doctor say, if you don't mind my asking?" C.J. didn't mind, her and Chris had been friends for years now.
"Well there's nothing to tell yet, she took some blood and is running some tests, she gave me some medication so I can eat better and scheduled some more tests for next week. In the meantime, she wants me to take it easy, so I may lay low a few days at the beach house. I think we have a lot of information here and I know Matt wants to concentrate to catching whoever it is that is doing the actual tampering. He's taking this potential drug and its implication personally and wants to eliminate any problems for Max as soon as possible. I'm the one looking for motive, and I can lay in bed or around the house and try to sort this out. Now that I know how well you work with Baby, I may just call in and have you look a few things up for me, if you don't mind."
Chris smiled, "Oh no, I don't mind. It was kind of fun actually. A lot better than answering phone calls all day and moving papers from one desk to another."
"Good, lets head out together. I'm hungry, I think I'll hit that deli again. Carol wants me on a vegetarian diet and they have a couple of wraps there that are good. Care to join me?" C.J. offered.
Chris accepted and they walked down the street. They both ordered wraps and C.J. took her anti-nausea pill and they both scarfed down their food, C.J. ordered hers with extra cheese and drinks. C.J. opted not to pick one up for Matt as he only ate at this deli because he knew C.J. liked it and she knew that. She hit a fish place on the way to the beach house and picked him something up. She pulled out the aluminum pan with fried fish and chips and put it in the oven which she turned on low just to keep it warm and quietly went upstairs.
She found Matt sleeping peacefully and tiptoed over to the bathroom again and pulled the scale out just to check, it still read 125.
She walked out and started past Matt, tiptoeing again when she heard, "And where do you think you're going?"
She looked back at him, laying there with only one eye open, but set on her. She climbed on the bed and laid down beside him. His hand slipping right around her waist and he rolled to face her. "Just going downstairs to check on your dinner. I have it in the oven keeping warm." He kissed her, another slow intense, heart melting kiss.
When he released his hold on her mouth all he said was, "I am definitely hungry, but its not for food." He kissed her again, his hand moving from her waist to down, behind her, pushing her to him and moving his hand to the waistband of her sweatpants. He stopped for a second, furrowed his brow and then sat up so he could see her more clearly. "Did you just workout? This isn't your typical business attire?"
C.J. remembered she changed into them after being in such pain in the office after staying up there cleaning up when it was broken into, but she didn't want to talk about that right at that moment. She had other things in mind. "Are you saying I would look better without them on?" she asked in the sexiest voice she had.
Matt suddenly forgot why he was asking about the workout clothes and responded with another kiss, much more intense and the rhythm a little faster this time as he helped her take her shirt off. She rubbed his chest and he lavished a lot of attention on hers, especially once he got her bra off. She moaned, he loved that, it just fueled his desire more and more. Their bodies moved in a unique rhythm all their own as he started to try to remove her sweatpants. But then he heard her moan louder, differently and it caused him to stop. It didn't sound like pleasure and it scared him. He moved his hand up to her face where she seemed to be grimacing in pain.
"Honey, what is it? What's the matter?" he asked frantically looking over her body which he just noticed looked awfully thin. She was also curling up in a ball with her arms around her abdomen. "C.J. talk to me…" he said softly, his heart racing. He had only seen her in this much pain a couple of times before, for example, when she had been shot. His mind took him to those moments of terror in that split second she couldn't seem to respond to him.
She opened her eyes and saw Matt breathing heavy and looking scared, but the sharp pain was back. She closed her eyes for a second and, felt him move on the bed. She could hear him pick up the phone and start pushing buttons, "Matt, its ok, I'm fine."
He looked at her, his heart thudding in his chest steadily going into panic mode, but trying to sound calm for her, "No, no you're not and I'm calling an ambulance. We'll get you to the hospital and you will be fine then."
C.J. tried to sit up and Matt sat on the bed and told her to lay still, "No, Matt really, I have some pain pills. They're downstairs in the kitchen in a bag. I just need one of those please. I don't need an ambulance, I saw Carol today, just please get me that pill…it hurts." She closed her eyes again.
Matt was torn so he put the phone down and ran downstairs and grabbed the bottle and a bottle of water and ran it up to his wife. He helped her sit up and take the pill. She asked him to hold her for a minute while she waited for the pill to kick in. He gently took her in his arms and brushed her hair off her face with one hand and rubbed her back with the other. Still thinking he should just carry her out of there, put her in his car and race her to the nearest hospital. He decided that if in another 2 minutes, if she didn't feel better he was doing exactly that no matter what she said.
Her breathing slowed down and she got that feeling of exhaustion again. Matt could feel her relax in his embrace and closed his eyes for a second, so thankful the pain seemed to be dying down. He readjusted himself on the bed and looked into her eyes. His hands lightly on her face brushing back her hair and just making sure she wasn't feverish, he asked her, "So what was that? Honey what happened just now?"
C.J. was so tired, so much had happened in the last 24 hours and she needed to tell him, but still, she was just so tired. The look on his face told her, he needed to know about this first though. So she told him about how she had begun having a few pains that had gradually become worse and worse. She told him about her meeting with Carol, which she thought was only for lunch, but ended up as a real doctor visit.
Matt nodded his head, realizing he had been right and decided to tell her, "I made that appointment for you yesterday. I knew something was wrong, but honey I didn't know it was something like this. You have to tell me things like this, ok? I'm your husband now and you are the most important thing in my life. Nothing is more important than you, I don't care if I'm signing the biggest business deal or wrapping up a huge case. Or if I'm sleeping for a stake out that night, if something is happening to you, I want to know about it right then, you hear me?"
C.J. nodded but wanted to explain, "Matt, these pains…they came out of nowhere…I didn't know if I just pulled something that would nag for a while or just a one time twinge…I went to see Carol because you were right, I knew today when I had another one and threw up that it was more serious than I thought."
Matt looked at her up and down again, "You threw up….that's why you're wearing sweats….it happened at the office. Why didn't you come home?"
C.J. answered, "I went right over to Carol and she saw me early. She took some blood" C.J. showed him her arm with the band aid, "gave me some pain medication, told me I was too thin and scheduled an ultrasound for next week. Then I came home."
Matt frowned, "Next week, she thinks we're waiting until next week to have this test done." He sat up, but C.J. grabbed his arm and asked him to lay with her for a few more minutes, the pain wasn't completely gone. He moved right back in bed beside her and held her. He was so frustrated because he didn't really know how to help her. This pain was an enemy he didn't know how to fight or protect her from.