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This chapter deals in part with the events of Loose Lips. The next chapter or two chapter will do the same. It is adjusted to make Kara Walsh Jamie's partner, but Eddie will be involved much as she was in the episode. Hope you enjoy.

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Chapter Fourteen

Eddie was awakened from a sound sleep, but not by a nightmare, but by the shrill ringing of her phone. She fumbled in the dark room and checked the number, "Kara, what happened?"

Twenty minutes later Eddie was running through the ER doors at St. Benjamin's. Jamie was sitting on the gurney getting his badly burned arm bandaged. "Jamie, oh God, are you all right?" She rushed to him and took him in her arms. Jamie hissed in pain as he moved his burned arm to hold her. "I'm okay, sweetie. I'm okay."

"You are not okay, you have a burn on your arm and you bleeding!" Eddie caressed his cheek. "Someone threw a Molotov cocktail at you. Someone tried to kill you." Eddie clung to Jamie and snuggled her cheek against his chest.

"But they didn't," Jamie soothed. "They didn't. TARU is going to set up the apartment with some extra safety stuff and I'll be laying low until they get this guy. It's going to be okay."

Jamie glared at Kara, he didn't want her to call Eddie. She was too fragile right now to be shocked like this. He wanted to go home under his own power and prove he was fine. That was the only way to avoid something like this.

"You're all set, Officer Reagan," the nurse said patting his arm. "Keep it dry and put the ointment on twice a day. If you get a fever or experience severe pain, come back and see us."

Jamie thanked the nurse and wrapped his good arm around Eddie, "Let's blow this popsicle stand. I missed my meal, how about we stop at the all night diner, get a couple of sandwiches." He dropped a soft kiss on her head.

"Are you sure? Someone just set you on fire Jamie," Eddie reminded him as if he needed reminding.

"I know but I don't feel that bad so let's go have a little private time. Thanks for saving my neck Walsh," Jamie said smiling at his very capable partner. Jamie acknowledged Danny who had headed to the hospital with Baez as soon as the call came in, no knee injury was keeping him keeping his brother safe. "Keep an eye on him, Eddie," Danny requested as Eddie nodded and held onto Jamie a little tighter.

By the time they got home that night, TARU had outfitted the entire apartment with safety devices, panic buttons, and an array of equipment designed to keep Jamie safe. He nodded to the two officers as they went inside. "We both have the day off tomorrow, let's just lie down, cuddle up, get some rest…"

"Sounds good," Eddie replied lying down with him careful of his burned arm and cut face. She rained kisses all down his cheek and shoulder, "I love you, Jamie."

"I love you too," Jamie murmured. "Try to sleep." He stroked her arm and her hair. He knew she wanted to make love but he was too sore and his body would not cooperate when he was this tired. He would in the morning, he wouldn't be able to stop himself.

Just before dawn the police detail heard shrill and terrified screams coming from the bedroom. "No! NO! NO DON"T TOUCH ME!" Both officers reacted immediately breaking in the sophisticated lock and drawing their weapons. "Police!"

Jamie was holding onto Eddie trying to shield her with his body. "Police! Don't move!" came the warning. "It's fine, guy, she's had a bad dream. Get the hell out of here!"

"We're sorry, Jamie," Officer Bret Sanders replied. "We just heard her screaming and though someone jumped the security system."

"No, now can you please get out of here, you are scaring her more than she already is." Eddie had folded over on herself and buried her face in Jamie's chest. "And guys, one word of this, and I swear to God you will regret it. This is private."

They both nodded and left the couple alone. Jamie turned his attention back to Eddie. "IT's all right, they're gone. You're safe."

Eddie broke down and sobbed in his arms, "I'm not safe, I'm not safe anywhere. It's in my own head, I can't escape there is no way out!"

"Yes there is," Jamie replied softly. "There is a way out. You know the way out. It's going to be hard and scary and like the doctor said stuff might get more intense for a bit but I'll be here and I'll get you through it. We'll get each other through it. I know you're tired, I know you have these horrific dreams that you just can't understand yet, but it's not picnic on my end either to watch you suffer." All the while he was taking, Jamie was kissing Eddie's face and head trying to soothe her. It was working well. Her breathing was evening out and she was starting to settle.

"I know," Eddie replied softly. "When I saw you in the hospital and you were wincing it was like a knife in my heart. I can't imagine what it is like for you to watch this or to know the cause and not be able to speak up. I know it's for my own good. I'm going to do it Jamie. Dr. Schmidt says I need two or three more sessions with her before we will go. I'd like you there, I need you there."

"I will be there," Jamie promised softly. "I will be there right by your side. Now, tomorrow…for the rest of my life."

"Don't make promises you can't keep," Eddie replied in a sleepy voice. She was starting to doze again, Jamie was glad of that.

"I haven't yet," he replied and laid down bring her with him. "I'll be there Eddie."

"And your dad?" she asked. "I think I might kind of need a Dad there."

"Then he'll be there or he'll be near, whatever you want baby," Jamie promised. "You think you'll be able to go back to bed?"

She nodded and Jamie kissed her cheek and let her burrow as close as she could. She fell asleep about ten minutes later and slept peacefully in his arms through the night.

For the next two days, Jamie went to work and went directly home to their secure apartment now sporting a brand new door. The two officers guarding him the night of Eddie's nightmare didn't say a word about what had happened. He knew it was out of respect for not only him but also for Eddie. Her colleagues liked her, they respected her, with one exception. Thank God Danny handpicked the uniforms that were going to watch him, or they might have drawn Thomas Casey. If they had done that and he burst into their bedroom with his gun it might just have been too much on Eddie.

That Wednesday they were finally back on the same tour. Eddie had to make a stop at the dry cleaners so she detour to the Village before heading to the precinct. Jamie was dressed and ready hoping to steal a kiss before heading out onto patrol. Roll call was a minute away and Eddie still hadn't arrive. He snuck his phone and called to check up on her.

As they spoke he heard her groan or whimper just before the call dropped. Before he could dial her back Danny called. His older brother had been keeping tabs on Jamie's threat situation and was in the neighborhood to meet up with Baez. When Jamie mentioned that the phone went dead Danny recalled something Baez reported a few minutes prior while they shared a coffee. "People who care about other people get hurt the most…" The two brothers quickly figured out where he was taking Eddie. Jamie left the precinct at a dead run while Danny jumped behind the wheel of Baez's car. At top speeds both brothers headed for the warehouse where Eddie would likely meet an untimely end.

Danny got their seconds before Jamie, hoping Eddie was secured in the vehicle he sped up and slammed his car into the side of the kidnapper's car. Jamie, it turned out had the same idea, he sped up the squad car and rammed the car from the other side. While Danny and Baez were focused on the perp, Jamie headed to the backseat.

Eddie was bound and gagged on the floor in the back. She appeared to be unhurt but the uncharacteristic pallor of her skin scared him. He cut her bindings, "Just wait until we get someone to check you out," he advised but Eddie was already moving out of the car.

She was shaking and her legs were weak. Jamie caught her before she fell and eased her down to lean against his wreck squad car. Eddie looked up at him, it was that same look she wore when he found her boiling herself in their bathtub. That scared, hollow look that cut him to his very core. He dropped a kiss on her head, "The bus is almost here, hang on."

Eddie heard the sirens in the background and laid her head on Jamie's chest. The medics approchaed her with a stretch, a neck collar, and a backboard. She didn't want any of that, to be tied again, but Jamie insisted. "You might have already hurt yourself by getting up, honey. Let's be safe. I'm going to go with you, Baez is going to handle this."

Jamie shot Baez a grateful smile as he climbed in the back of the bus with Eddie. Two hours later they would learn that aside from cuts and bruises she had no real injuries…but Jamie knew with what had happened to her in the past the most serious injuries would not be physical.