Guess who forgot the regular Monday karaoke crowd? Yep. Me. Jon looks at me as we walk into the packed bar, amusement in his eyes. "Way to make it public Morg" he says, grinning at me. I look at him quickly. "We could go?" I ask, turning back towards the door. "Nuh uh toots" he says, grabbing my arm and pulling me closer to the bar. "We wanted public, right?" I gulp and nod as he kisses me. "It's fine" he says quietly. "Besides, this is my local, or it will be when you ask me to move in with you. They'll have to get used to seeing me in here." I look up at him. "Move in?" I ask. He nods. "Told you Morg" he says. "Together in every sense of the word." I don't get a chance to answer before I'm yelled at. "Chloe!" Kirsty yells. "Give us a hand?" Jon looks at her and shakes his head. "She's been drinking!" he yells back. "Besides, she's on a date!" Kirsty looks at me in shock. "A date?" she mouths. "With Dean Ambrose?" "I'll explain tomorrow" I mouth back. "Jack?" She nods and passes me the bottle and two glasses. I hold up two finger and she frowns. "Roman and Seth will be here soon" I yell as the bar goes quiet. Great. Outed. Jon gets mobbed straight away.
It takes a while but we finally manage to grab a booth away from the crowd. "I'm so sorry" I groan as he holds my hand and kisses it. "Morg" he says. "I told you, it's not a problem. People are gonna have to deal with seeing me here now, and seeing us together. I meant it. I'm not giving you up Morganna. Not again." I smile, looking away as Roman and Seth make their way to us. "Hey" Roman says kissing my head. "Uh, you guys been here long?" Jon frowns at him. "Quit with the small talk Ro" he says. "What's happened?" Roman sighs and hands Jon his phone. "Twitter blew up" he says quietly. "Then so did Renee, going on about how you told her you love her and then tonight claim that Morg is the only one you've loved for ten years." "Great" I say, looking at him. "Uh, actually, Ro could you tweet renee? Ask her..." "Ask her what?" he asks eagerly, smirking at me as he gets ready with his phone. "Ask her" I say looking at Jon. "Why she stayed with a man who had another woman's photo in his wallet." Jon looks at me quickly. "She knew it was me" I say. "We, uh, had words. She knew the picture in your wallet was me. She can't deny that." He smiles as Roman puts his phone on the table. "Done" he says. "Now we get to wait for the answer." I smile as Jon puts his arm around me. "We ain't waiting for anything" he says, kissing my head. "We're here to party, and that's what we're gonna do. Karaoke anyone?"
We shut the bar down, just the four of us. Kirsty keeps the drinks coming and soon calls a cab for Roman and Seth. "You two gonna be ok going home?" Seth asks. I look at Jon and he nods. "Think we might share your cab" he says. "I wasn't ready to go yet, but now, all of a sudden, I just wanna be alone with my girl. You mind?" Seth smiles and shakes his head. "Not at all man" he says patting Jon on the back. "Let's get you guys home."
"Hey" Alice says quietly as we walk in. Jon grins, helping me stand. "I, uh, mighta got her a bit drunk" he says, swaying from side to side. Alice smiles. "You think, genius?" she asks, standing up and grabbing her coat. "JJ is asleep" she says. "He fell asleep smiling after he spoke to you. I hope, for his sake, you two work this out. How he is with you is how a little boy should be with his dad. He idolises you Dean. Do not break his heart. Or hers, for that matter. Not again." I look at her in shock as she walks out, closing the door softly behind her. "Wow" I whisper. "I'm sorry Jon. Maybe I should find a new sitter for JJ." "No!" he says. "JJ trusts her. You trust her. She's right though, I fucked up before, all those years ago. I'm not gonna do it again Morg." I nod. "I know" I say, still holding on to him for support. "Come on, let's go kiss our son goodnight and go to bed." Magic words. He locks the door quickly and leads me into JJ's room.
JJ is snoring lightly when we get in his room. Jon smiles and walks to the bed, tucking JJ's hands under his blanket and stroking his hair. "We made him Morg" he says quietly. "Me and you. We made this little guy. He's perfect. He's ours. We did good." I smile, walking over and putting my arms around him. "We did" I whisper. "He was the best thing to come out of that time. He kept me bonded to you for all these years. I'm glad you're his dad, Jon." He smiles. "I'm glad I'm his dad too" he whispers back. "Come on, bed. I need to hold my woman." I smile, take his hand and lead him into my room. Our room.