A/N: Ok I realize I am a horrible person for leaving the last chapter like that, but I just can't help it sometimes! I enjoy suspense!

I own everything you don't see in the show.

Jamie POV

I leaned in a little further and rested my head on her forehead. I needed her to be sure this was what she wanted. I needed to bes sure I wanted to have our first kiss with her kid in teh other room, ready to wake up any minute.

After a minute she leaned in and kissed me. I smiled and deepened the kiss. One of my hands wrapped around her head, pulling her closer to me, and the other wrapped around her lower back, preventing her from leaving me.

We only pulled apart when we had to breathe, and her face was lit up. I had never seen her smile this big; even when shelaughed at me earlier this week. On Wednesday I couldn't stand to wait any longer so I dropped by her station house with lunch. She was working on the fire truck again and I made sure to announce myself when I walked into the garage. "Hello?"

She rolled out from underneath the truck. "Hey." She gave me a small smile, "What are you doing here?"

I shrugged my shoulders, "I have the week off from the concussion remember?"

She smiled, "I remember. I'm not the one with the concussion."

"So it's okay to make jokes about my injuries now?" I laughed.

"Perfectly acceptable, even encouraged." She wiped her hands on the towel, "You hungry? We're just cooking lunch. It's Nate's day to cook so it should be edible."

I held up the bag I had brought, "I've got lunch here. I was hoping you wanted some too."

She waved to the counter and hopped up, "Come on up. We can eat down here."

The countertop was a good five feet off the floor and she had made the jump so easily, "All right but don't make fun of me if I can't make it on the first jump."

She pointed to a small stool, "Use that if you can't get up." She snickered.

"Oh so it's a challenge now is it?"

She tried to hide her smile behind her hand, "If you can make it." I tried to jump up on the counter, and almost fell on my ass. She started laughing and helped pull me up on the counter. She dug in the bag and pulled out the sandwiches. She handed me one and took the other. Then she proceeded to pull out the fries. She flattened the bag out on it and dumped the fries on that. "Now it'll be easier to get them." I nodded and took a bit of my sandwich. "Any pop?"

I pointed to the other bag. "There's also chocolate shakes in there." She laughed softly and shook her head. "What?"

"I was just thinking of the last time a man served me this meal."

She was still smiling softly so I assumed it was a good memory, "When was it?"

She turned to face me and I was surprised she didn't fall off the counter. She seemed to have the agility of a cat. "Right as my siblings and I were put into foster care."

I knew she was telling me this when no one else was around because there was more of a story behind it. "Why?" I knew this would be enough.

"My mom died when I was young. My father beat her, and ended up killing her. He beat me too."

I moved a little closer to her, "Did he ever touch your siblings?"

She shook her head, "Only a few times. Every time he did I would hit him. Katie was never touched, and the time where he almost broke Sam's arm I started hitting him. It got me a broken shoulder blade and cracked ribs. Some of the scars you saw the other day were from the surgery trying to fix it."

I nodded, "How long had he been hitting you for?"

She looked at the spot next to my ear, "A long time. He never really stopped hitting me, even when I fought back."

I scooted close to her so my thigh was touching her feet. "Do you remember a time when he wasn't hitting you?"

She looked me in the eye before she responded, "No."

I came back to the present when she leaned in to kiss me again. This was just a slight peck on the lips, but it was as effective as the first one. "Where did you go just there?"

"I was thinking about lunch on Wednesday."

"Oh." She grabbed my hand, "Are you mad I told you this soon?"

I smiled, "We just had one hell of a passionate kiss and you're asking about too soon?"

She smiled and nodded. "Yeah."

"I'm not mad. Don't worry. I just have a few questions is all. But you don't need to answer them now."

"I want to. Anything you want to know."

Emily POV

I meant it. If he wanted to know about the times I was tortured, I would even tell him that. Whatever he wanted to know.

Jamie POV

"Ok." We sat down at our plates and Julia came in to get her food. She went back into the living room to watch TV and let us talk. Emily told me about the first sixteen years of her life while I told her about the last sixteen years of mine. We both realized we each had our own demons, but that we could handle them if we were careful.