Disclaimer: I do not own the characters within this story. All rights and much respect go to Crown Media, Hallmark, Brian Bird, Michael Landon, Jr., the actors, creators, and writers of the show "When Calls the Heart."
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Chapter 25- Say You Won't Let Go
It was early evening when Jack and Elizabeth arrived back at Norfolk International Airport. They made their way to baggage claim before heading out to the parking lot.
"You okay?" He asked.
"I am now. I love visiting my family, but it's hard to get them to understand everything that has happened in my life when I haven't even made sense of it yet," she replied.
They reached the Mustang and Jack held out his hand, "Keys please."
"What makes you think that you're driving my car?" She asked as she pulled the keys from her purse.
"Because you look extremely tired and I want to take care of you," he stated as he leaned in and pressed his lips to hers.
She was enjoying the sensation and didn't realize that he had removed the keys from her hand.
"Well, I guess I taught you something," she commented.
She walked around the back of the car while he went around the front, having the door open when she reached him. "What do you mean you taught me something?"
"Kissing me while you take the keys from my hand is my trick if you will recall," she reminded him.
"I'm a good student then, right?" He asked as he captured her lips.
"Not as good a student as I am a teacher," she stated as she held up the keys and walked back to the driver's side.
As they turned down Halperin Street, Elizabeth saw Susan and Onyx out in the front yard. They pulled up in the driveway and Elizabeth couldn't seem to get to Onyx fast enough.
"How's my baby? I've missed you so much. Are you ready to go home?" She asked her four legged family member as they rolled in the lawn with each other.
"That's the happiest I think I've seen her all weekend," Jack stated as he listened to Elizabeth laughing.
"What happened," Susan asked.
"Just bringing up bad memories and dealing with inconsiderate people," he replied. "Onyx just seems to make everything right in her world."
"Don't sell yourself short, Jack. If there was ever a person in this world who could be everything to Elizabeth, it's you," Susan stated as she handed him Onyx's food and toys.
"Are you two ready to go?" Jack called out as he opened the door and pulled the seat forward to allow Onyx room to get inside.
"WOW, did you see that Jack?" Elizabeth squealed with excitement. "She jumped in on her own. It will be nice when her hair grows back in on that one spot on her side. Then she can show again."
Jack shared her enthusiasm, knowing how important that milestone was. "I think that warrants an ice cream, don't you?"
"Cold Stone Creamery?" She asked.
"Absolutely," he stated.
She was so thrilled that she sat down in the Mustang; her attention focused on Onyx as Jack slipped into the driver's seat.
Elizabeth and Onyx sat in the car while Jack went in to get their ice cream. Then they made the short drive to their house where they sat out on the beach, watched Onyx, talked about life and enjoyed their ice cream.
They threw away their trash and started walking hand in hand down the beach. The salt air, sound of the waves crashing the shoreline and the soft light cast upon them by the moon always seemed to put things in perspective and recharge their over challenged batteries.
"Jack, when do you think you'll be ready to look at having a baby?" She asked.
"Are you asking because you want a baby, or because some of your friends are having them and you feel left out?" He asked.
Elizabeth looked off in the distance, catching a glimpse of Onyx before looking back at Jack, "Maybe it's a little bit of both. Not that I feel left out, but Jack, I never really thought about getting married before, let alone having kids."
Jack looked confused, "What do you mean?"
"Jack, women don't automatically desire children. I mean for me, until we got back together again I didn't think about getting married," she stopped to observe that he was intently listening.
She continued, "Even when I was engaged before, I never truly thought about marrying him. For me, without marriage there would be no children. Now that we're together, I've allowed myself to think about it."
Jack pulled her close and wrapped his arms around her waist, "I love you, and having children with you would be a blessing. So when it happens, that will be the right time. No worrying; no time lines, and no pressure. He took a deep breath and smiled, "Stop taking the pill, and we'll see what happens."
"Are you sure?" She asked with a bright smile.
"Very! When it happens, that will be the right time, okay?" He asked.
"Okay, no pressure on either of us," she replied.
"It's been a busy weekend, are you ready to head home?" He responded.
"I guess so. Time to get back to the real world," she disappointedly stated.
A month later…
Elizabeth spent the evening with several of her co-workers, having dinner at an eatery down at Sandbridge, and returned home to an empty house.
"Jack? Onyx? Anyone home?" She called out but received no reply. She looked through the back sliding glass door and noticed that their gate was open. She slipped out of her dress shoes and headed for the beach.
Jack and Onyx were a block away, and in a weird way it was like watching Jack playing with his daughter. She loved how kind he was to Onyx and had always felt that a person who was compassionate toward animals would be good to people too. Truth is, she never had any doubts about that.
Elizabeth walked toward them and heard Jack call out to Onyx, "Hey girl, mommy's home."
"Did you have fun with your friends?" He asked.
"I did, but I'm hoping to have more fun with you," she replied.
"Are you tired?" He asked, not realizing what she had previously said.
"Not yet," she stated as she lightly brushed her lips across his. "Are you really tired?"
"Not in the least," he stated as he took her hand and they headed for their property.
They barely made it to their porch before all of their clothes were off, strewn from the back gate up to the door.
"Onyx, in the house," Jack called out, obviously in a hurry.
Both were breathing rapidly, and given their physical condition, it was not due to their short run home.
Jack laid her back on the bed, gently resting her head on the decorative outdoor pillow, before lying down beside her. His hand tenderly ran up her body as her skin tingled at his touch.
"You are so beautiful," he whispered.
She gently bit her lower lip, knowing that to be a turn on for him. His hand swept behind her head as his lips met hers with such passion and fire that she melted into him.
Her lips parted as his tongue mingled with hers. Their lips fit together like a long misplaced puzzle piece, finally found, finally home. His tongue slipped along her lower lip, grazing along her teeth, as they each moaned with excitement.
His hand slipped from behind her head to the side of her neck as his thumb gently stroked her cheek. He felt his heart pounding, and although the air was entering and exiting his chest, it was rapidly doing so, and he doubted that it was reaching his lungs.
He felt the desire for her, all of her, as he responded by the simple touch of her skin against his. He felt the fire burning through his body like a late afternoon summer storm, hot, but refreshing.
His fingers brushed across her body and her eyes closed as his hand slid around her waist, drawing her closer to him. Maybe it was the many years that they had been apart, but he never felt as though she was as close as he desired. If possible he would have unzipped himself and pulled her inside, closing himself up around her, keeping her safe forever.
As his hands caressed her body, he rolled over, taking her with him. She came to rest on his abdomen with his hands on her hips, holding her in place. She leaned down as her hair fell across her shoulders and tickled his chest.
His hands gently brushed up and down her spine, releasing soft moans of satisfaction through her lips. Her warm breath whispered in his ear, "I want you, Jack. I want all of you…"
He felt his muscles quiver as the passion of their kisses intensified. He rolled over taking her body with him as they wrestled with the blanket that confined them. Neither one fought to free themselves as their skin to skin connection was all they had ever wanted. His body enveloped her, swallowed her whole as they each felt the electricity that passed between them.
They each lay still trying desperately to gain control of their breathing, thankful for the person lying beside them. Still tangled in the blanket, he wrapped his arm around her and pulled her into his chest where they settled in and quickly fell asleep.
During the night, Elizabeth began kicking her legs, trying to free herself from the blanket which encased them.
"Let me go, let me go," she screamed, obviously still asleep and in the middle of a nightmare.
Jack's left arm was asleep as she had been lying solidly upon him. He took his right arm and held her, calling her name, trying desperately to waken her.
"Elizabeth…Elizabeth, it's me, you're safe. Wake up," He called out to her as her eyes finally opened.
She initially looked lost, almost as if she didn't recognize him. She said nothing; she simply stared.
"Are you okay?" He asked, as he unwrapped her from the blanket.
She sat up, drew her knees into her chest and rested her face in her hands.
"What is it? Did you have a nightmare?" He asked as his hand moved up and down her back.
"I don't know. I just know that I was more scared than I think I have ever been. Someone was chasing me, I think," she stated. Her body shivered, partly due to the chill in the air, but mainly due to the fear.
Jack stood up and wrapped the blanket around him, leaving it open so she could join in, "Let's go to bed."
"I'm sorry Jack. I didn't mean to scare you," she stated.
Jack pulled her in close to him, "I just want you to feel safe."
She sat on the side of the bed, her eyes darted about as if she was thinking, trying to make sense of what had just happened.
She lay back in bed and he slid in beside her. He covered them with the comforter, wrapped his arms around her waist and drew himself up against her. Without thought, she grabbed his hand and pulled it up to her chest.
Initially he could feel her heart pounding, but just as quickly she calmed, brought his hand up to her lips, and then fell back to sleep.
She woke several hours later and found Onyx in bed sleeping between them. She smiled at Jack sleeping with his arms wrapped around Onyx. They were face to face, and somehow she felt as though she was interrupting a precious moment. She took a picture for future reference, knowing that he would deny it, before heading downstairs.
She turned on the electric fireplace, and sat on the sofa to think. She clicked on the soft light of the lamp beside her and opened her journal. She flipped through the ever increasing number of entries before resting on the first blank page…
"Fear, it's the unpleasant emotion caused by the threat of danger, pain or harm which settles within you, the cause of which is often unknown. If allowed to flourish without understanding, this emotion can hold you hostage, keeping you trapped within the shell of yourself, unable to enjoy the excitement and pleasures of life.
Once we withdraw, the fear has won. Although we want to fight, we often don't as we try desperately to keep others from knowing our pain. We hide our bruises and smile, hoping that the tears we shed are invisible. Is it truly best to hide what we have experienced, or in revealing our scars does the fear no longer have power over us?"
"Are you okay?" Jack whispered as he slipped in beside her on the sofa.
"I just couldn't sleep," she replied.
Jack put his arm around her shoulders and pulled her toward him, "Is there something you want to talk about?"
She took a deep breath and looked into his eyes. He saw tears forming and gently brushed them away as they slipped over her bottom lid.
"When we broke up seven years ago, I started having nightmares," she began to explain.
"Like tonight?" He asked.
"Yes, I had them every few weeks. It's always the same dream, but I wake up and don't remember anything except the woods, feeling like I'm being chased, and screaming your name," she replied.
"Who's chasing you?" He asked.
Her body shuddered as he ran his hand up and down her arm to calm her, "I don't know. I never see anyone. But just as he grabs me, I either wake up on my own, or someone hears me screaming and wakes me."
"It's a man?" he asked.
"I assume so, but I don't even know that for sure," she replied as she nuzzled into his chest. "I stopped having them once we got back together. Suddenly they stopped. I didn't question it, I was just thankful."
"Until tonight?" He asked as he leaned down and kissed the top of her head. "Any idea what may have brought it on; maybe the talk about having a baby?"
"I just don't know," she responded. "I hope not, because the thought of having a baby with you is exciting."
They sat quietly for a short while before Elizabeth broke the silence, "It must just have something to do with Carson. That would seem logical and I guess I haven't completely come to terms with that part of my life."
"When do you see Maggie next?" He inquired.
"Friday. It's a teacher work day. She saved her last appointment for me. I'm meeting her at 5:00," she stated as she released a cleansing breath and attempted to put her nightmare behind her.
"Okay, then we'll go to dinner and something special afterward. I'll plan it, but don't ask, it'll be a surprise," he did his best to ease the anxiety that he knew she must be feeling.
He continued, "Talk with Maggie about your dream…"
"You mean nightmare," she interjected.
"Yes, talk with Maggie about your nightmare. Maybe she can help you figure out what it means. If you can understand it, maybe it'll go away," he suggested.
Elizabeth curled her legs up on the sofa as he relaxed her by running his fingers through her hair. Within minutes she fell back to sleep with her head resting on a pillow in Jack's lap.
Jack watched her sleep. She looked so peaceful, but he was certain that something was on her mind and even if she wasn't aware of what was causing it, he was determined to figure it out. "I love you, and I'll do whatever I have to do to protect you," he whispered. His voice caused her to stir slightly but she never opened her eyes.
It was now 6:30 am and Onyx nudged Elizabeth's arm as it hung alongside Jack's legs.
She slowly opened her eyes and carefully stretched. She released a powerful yawn before removing herself from Jack's lap. Jack remained in the same position all night, only leaning his head back and closing his eyes before falling asleep himself.
Elizabeth took Onyx to the back door, let her outside and then realized that their clothes remained in various places across the lawn. She pulled her blanket tightly around her and walked outside to retrieve them.
"You are a retriever, Onyx. The least you could do is retrieve our clothes…" she stated before stepping back inside.
She leaned down and brushed her lips across his, but it was she who was surprised when he grabbed her and pulled her over the back of the sofa and into his lap.
"Whoa, I wasn't expecting that," she laughed.
"You shouldn't sneak up on an FBI Agent. We are trained to always be aware," he responded with his own soft laugh.
"Do you have people come up to kiss you often, Agent Thornton?" She teased him.
"The only woman I have even wanted to kiss is you, Mrs. Thornton," he stated as his lips met hers with way too much passion for a work morning.
"What do you say we call in sick this morning?" She giggled.
"I wish I could, but I have to be in court at 10am?" He replied.
"Well, I think that people should not be getting things started that they can't finish," she remarked as she removed herself from his lap
"Who says I can't finish it? I'll meet you here tonight at 6pm. I'll bring dinner and show you a finish!" he grabbed her arm and turned her around. His lips captured hers with a growing passion and his arm swept around her waist steadying her as her knees buckled.
He knew that each of them needed to leave for work within the hour, but he unfortunately was starting something that his body no longer wanted to wait for.
His other hand found the opening to the blanket and pulled to release it.
She held it closed, "Jack I'm cold."
He picked her up, "I'll warm you up."
"Don't you ever get tired?" She giggled.
"I'll never get tired of making love to you," he stated; he tripped over the blanket as it dragged the floor, and they awkwardly fell onto the bed.
"This is getting to be a habit. Love in the morning is quite nice, but we should get started earlier," she remarked as she tried desperately not to give in to his advances, knowing that she would need to rush to work.
However, as his hands grazed her body, and his tongue traced down her neck, she found her willpower waning.
"Okay, finish what you started," she begged.
Thirty minutes later they both fell back onto the bed, exhausted, but quite satisfied.
"Now that's a finish…" they both stated in unison.
"And you didn't have to wait until tonight. But now I can't move," he barely managed the words.
"I don't want to move, but I have to" she responded as she pulled herself out of bed and headed for the shower. She turned back toward him, "I had no idea that men had such stamina. My heavens Jack, you are wearing me out…but I'm certainly not complaining," she stated before turning back toward the bathroom.
"Hey," he called out causing her to turn back around. "You are truly the only woman I have ever wanted to be with. You're in the room, and I want to make love to you. I hear your voice over the phone and I want you. You are the one and only woman for me, Elizabeth Thornton."
"I love you so much, Jack," she stated as she walked back to the bed and leaned down to kiss him.
Fifteen minutes later she returned to the bedroom, dressed, her hair up in a pony tail and ready for work. She found Jack sound asleep.
She leaned over him, "Hey sleepyhead, I'm leaving and you need to get out of bed."
"Mmm, I love you," he whispered as his eyes remained closed.
"I love you too, but Jack, you have to be in court in a few hours. Get up," she shook him lightly.
Suddenly her words made contact with his brain, "Crap, I have Judge Saunders this morning. If court starts at 10am, you had better be seated by 9:30am. I have to get going. Why did you get my motor running this morning, Elizabeth?"
She stood aghast with her mouth open as his back was to her. He turned around with a broad smile, catching her off guard.
"Truth is my motor is always running for you," he smiled showing the dimples that she loved to see.
"Oh, Mr. Thornton, you say just the sweetest things," she stated as she kissed his cheek before heading out the door. "Wait; don't forget you promised to bring home dinner tonight."
Late that afternoon, "Hi sweetheart, will you be home…" He started to ask before she cut him off.
"Jack, I'm not sure, but I think someone is following me," she stated. Her voice was loud and wavered with emotion.
"Where are you?" He asked as he grabbed his keys and headed out the door.
"I'm on Independence Boulevard," she stated as her eyes moved between the road and her rearview mirror.
He was already pulling out of the driveway when he suggested, "Drive to the 3rd Precinct. I'll be there in a few minutes."
She pulled into the parking lot and the vehicle in question continued into the neighborhood next door.
She called Jack back, "I'm sorry. I guess it was just a coincidence. They went into the Pembroke Shores neighborhood. I'm on my way home now."
"No, you wait there. I'll be there in a few minutes," he requested. He pulled in a few moments later to find her sitting alone in her car.
"Why didn't you go inside?" He asked. "If someone is after you they could have gotten to you out here."
"Really Jack? Here in a police station?" She asked, thinking that his thought was absurd.
"Elizabeth, I know what I'm talking about. People with thoughts of doing harm to someone will find a way to get to them," he explained.
Even though she thought that she had made a big deal about the entire situation, and had resolved herself to the fact that it was all a coincidence, she understood that Jack's response was coming from a place of genuine concern.
"I'm sorry Jack. I'll be more careful," she promised.
"What kind of car was it?" He asked.
"Huh?" she responded.
"The car that was following you; what kind of car was it?" He asked again.
"It was blue," she replied.
"Well, that narrows it down to about 100,000 cars in the resort area," Jack stated, sounding somewhat irritated.
"I'm sorry, I was driving and only caught a glimpse of it as it drove passed," she stated.
"I'll follow you home," he stated as he leaned in through the open window and kissed her. "I'm sorry, I just worry about you."
"I know, and I do appreciate your concern. I'll see you at home," she stated as she pulled out of the parking space and turned out onto Independence Boulevard with Jack right behind her.
The following morning Jack made his way to the opposite side of the FBI building…
"Good morning Jack. What are you doing over here? Can I help you with something?" Maggie asked.
Jack looked around as he saw that they were alone. "I know that Elizabeth has an appointment with you on Friday…"
"Jack, you above anyone else know that I can't discuss my sessions with you; even if it is with your wife," she reminded him.
"No, no…I'm not asking for information. I want to tell you something, and Elizabeth is supposed to talk to you, but just to give you a heads up…" he started to explain.
"I don't feel comfortable discussing this with you," she stated.
"I understand, but she's having nightmares. She can't remember them; she doesn't understand them, and I think they are scaring her," he advised her. "Maybe you can help her come to terms with whatever is causing them."
"I can't tell you anything Jack, but I will do whatever I can to help her," she assured him.
"I'm not asking you to tell me anything. I just want you to have all the information so you can help her. She means everything to me, Maggie," he stated.
"Well, I will do what I can," she replied.
Before they realized it, Thursday night had rolled around. Jack was waiting for Elizabeth when she walked in the door from work.
"Is something wrong?" She asked.
"No, I remembered that we were going to get you a Sprinter for dog showing. I thought we could go look and then maybe go to the beach for dinner," he suggested.
As is usually the case, shopping for any vehicle always seems to take more time that you expect. They found what they wanted with the necessary additional rooftop A/C unit. They arranged financing and were out the door four hours later.
"Pizza Hut?" She asked.
"Sounds perfect," he agreed.
It was late and the restaurant was almost deserted. Jack and Elizabeth smiled as they enjoyed being in each other's company.
"So, how has work been going? He asked.
"Thankfully tomorrow is a teacher work day. With a three day weekend, maybe the kids will be worn out on Monday and will settle down," she remarked. "They are so excited for spring break that it's hard keeping them focused."
Their pizza arrived and Jack put a slice of their favorite, ham and pineapple, on her plate.
"Oh Jack, guess what?" She asked.
"I can't guess, just tell me," he replied.
"Taylor texted me today; she moved out of her brother's place and has an apartment. She's teaching kindergarten at a Christian school near her, and she is in counseling," she informed him.
"What about her boyfriend? Please tell me that she didn't take him back," he inquired.
"No, she didn't. She said that he keeps calling her, promising that things will change, she replied. "Oh and before you ask, she's blocked his number and he doesn't know where she lives or works," she quickly added.
"Remember what I said before, if someone wants to find you, they can. People are often careless," he reminded her.
It was late by the time they returned home. Elizabeth stood beside Jack as he unlocked their front door and she shivered.
"Are you cold?" He asked.
"No it feels creepy, like someone is watching us," she replied.
"Well, let's give them something to look at," he stated as he wrapped his arms around her and drew her body into his solidly capturing her lips.
"Now they can be jealous," he responded as he opened the door and allowed her inside. He stood outside for a moment and looked around, but saw no one and nothing suspicious.
The following morning Jack and Elizabeth both left for work together.
"Don't forget, I have a meeting with Maggie this afternoon. Do you want to go to a movie or something tonight? It is date night after all," she reminded him.
"You don't need to talk me into spending time with you. Besides, I was supposed to plan something special for the evening," he assured her. "I'd love to go to a movie tonight if that's what you'd like to do. If you get a chance, pick one. I'll even agree to go see a chick flick with you," he laughed.
"Okay, I'll remember that you said that. I love you," she called out before slipping into her car.
"I love you more," he whispered as he watched her drive down the road and out of the neighborhood.
Elizabeth was working on her lesson plans when she heard her phone ding signifying a text…
"I love you…" came across her screen.
"Who is this…?" She teased.
"Who else would be saying they love you…?"
"I'm sorry. Just teasing. You know I love you Patrick…"
"Patrick? Who the hell is Patrick…?"
Elizabeth inserted numerous laughing emoticons, "Just kidding. How is your day going Jack…?"
"I miss you…?"
"I miss you too. I'll be home after my session with Maggie. Don't forget, it's Movie Night…"
"I haven't forgotten. Don't forget, I suggested that you stop taking the pill. I have plans for us later…"
"I like your plans better. Who needs a chick flick movie when I have my own love story at home…?"
"I'll be waiting for you…"
"I'll hurry home…"
Back at the elementary school, the head secretary had brought her fourteen year old daughter, Emily, in to help field the front counter inquiries.
"Hello, may I help you?" Emily asked.
"I need to know where I can find Mrs. Thornton's classroom." The young man asked.
Emily looked around, seeing no adults in the office she wasn't certain how to answer. "I'm sorry, but its lunch time and I believe that she's gone."
"But she will be back right?" He asked.
"I assume so," Emily responded.
Without any further conversation he headed for the door.
"Mom, do you know who that guy is?" Emily asked as her mom walked from an inner office back out into the main area.
"I'm not sure. He does look familiar, why?" she asked.
"He was asking about Mrs. Thornton. He seemed pretty interested in her schedule," Emily replied.
Elizabeth looked at her watch as several teachers entered her room.
"We're heading to lunch. Would you like to go with us?" Marci asked.
"I sure would," she stated as she grabbed her bag and walked toward the front entrance with them.
As they reached Marci's car, she looked around, having the feeling again that someone was watching her. "Do you guys feel that?"
"Feel what?" Amber asked.
"I just have this creepy feeling that someone is watching us," Elizabeth replied.
"It's your husband, Elizabeth. He is leery of everyone and he's making you paranoid," Mandy replied.
"Jack's a pretty smart guy. He doesn't seem like the paranoid type to me," Marci stated.
"What?" Elizabeth turned back to face her coworkers.
"Oh look, it's just the lawn care guys looking this way," Mandy pointed out.
They went to the local Mexican restaurant, Cazadores. The conversation was pleasant, with each one discussing their plans for the summer.
Elizabeth's phone dinged and she glanced down to read the text that came through.
"Hi Elizabeth. It's Taylor. I'm in town and wanted to c u…"
"WOW, 2x in 1 week. Would love 2 c u…"
"Can u meet me this afternoon…?"
"I have an appt. How about 2morrow…?"
"Can't. Heading north. Please, I want to thank u for helping me get away from Jimmy…"
"I just listened. U made the choice…"
"Please change u r appt. I have to c u b4 I go…"
"OK, I'll meet u after work. Where…?"
"Seashore State Park, 3rd parking lot on right…?"
"All the way out there...? How about Starbucks on Main Street…?"
"Can't, still n hiding… Please come, and don't tell any 1…"
"OK, I'll b there. Probably around 5…"
"Thanks. Look 4ward 2 c ing u…"
Elizabeth placed her phone back in her purse before rejoining the conversation.
"You seem enthralled by your phone. That husband of yours texting you?" Amber asked.
Elizabeth smiled, "No, something else I have to take care of later."
As soon as Elizabeth returned to her classroom she pulled her phone out and called Maggie's office.
"Thank you for calling the FBI Headquarters, Chesapeake Office, how may I direct your call?" Sarah asked.
"Yes ma'am, would you connect me with Maggie in the counseling department please?"
"Maggie Spencer's office, may I help you?" The secretary asked.
"Hi, my name is Elizabeth Thornton, and I have a 5:00 appointment that I need to cancel," Elizabeth stated.
"Would you like to reschedule now?" The secretary asked.
"Yes, does she have anything available next Wednesday afternoon?" Elizabeth inquired.
"She has a 4:30 appointment available. Will that work for you Ms. Thornton?"
"Yes, that will be fine. Thank you for your help," she replied.
"You're welcome. Have a nice day," the secretary replied.
Before putting her phone away, Elizabeth sent out a text to Jack…
"Cancelled appt. with Maggie. Will explain when I get home. Love u…"
Jack's phone sat inside his middle desk drawer while he sat in a boring staff meeting. He got through the tediousness of it by picturing his wife in various stages of undress, looking forward to their evening together.
"Jack, are you okay?" His supervisor asked as he realized that he was fanning himself.
"Is it hot in here?" He asked as he quickly felt his face turning red.
Following the staff meeting, Jack returned to his office, closed his door, hoping to have a few hours of peace and quiet to finish up his paperwork.
Back at school, Elizabeth packed up her belongings and headed for her car, still unsettled by the nagging feeling that someone was watching her.
Several of the office staff members were in the lounge watching Jerry Springer when a notice came across the bottom of the screen "Body of woman found in Williamsburg along I-64. Details at 4."
Although the women weren't initially concerned about the body that was found, they were mesmerized by the Jerry Springer show and couldn't turn away. Following the show, the early edition of the news came on.
"Mom, mom, MOM…" Emily yelled out trying to get her mother's attention. "That's the man that came in here looking for Mrs. Thornton."
"What man?" Her mother replied looking at the screen but having missed that story.
They quickly switched channels, finding it to be the big news story on channel 13.
"Are you sure that's him? I only got a quick glimpse of him," Emily's mother stated.
"Well, his hair isn't long in the picture and the man had a pony tail, but I think it's him," Emily sounded convincing.
Her mother immediately picked up the phone and called the police…
"I'm not certain if you need this information or not, but there is a story running on the news now and there is a picture popping up on the screen and I believe that we saw him this afternoon," she stated.
She sat and listened while the officer on the other end of the line spoke. "Yes sir. We are at Bayside Elementary School in the office."
The women stood around as she hung up the phone.
"So what's going on?" They asked practically in unison.
She told them what she knew, which was quite minimal at that point. However, she advised that a detective was on his way over and they were not allowed to leave.
Within ten minutes, Detective Lassiter was walking through the door. Although he wasn't forthcoming, he did advise that the man they were looking for was tied to a body that was found in a ditch on the side of I-64 in Williamsburg.
Detective Lassiter pulled a picture from his file and showed it to the women and Emily.
"That's him. That's the guy who came in asking about Mrs. Thornton…" Emily began.
"Mrs. Thornton…where is Mrs. Thornton now?" Detective Lassiter asked.
Joanie Marshall called down to Elizabeth's classroom but received no answer.
"She must be gone for the day," she stated.
"Joanie isn't that that guy; you know the guy that Taylor Reed was living with?" Emily's mom remarked.
Joanie looked closer, "You know, I think you're right."
The women suddenly looked horrified and blurted out, "Is it Taylor?"
"How do you know Ms. Reed," Detective Lassiter asked.
"She taught here until recently," Joanie responded.
"I need the contact information for Mrs. Thornton please," he remarked and was immediately provided with the information.
Back in the FBI building, Jack was listening to a CD of songs that Elizabeth had made for him while he finished his work when a knock on his door shattered his afternoon calm.
"Jack, where's Elizabeth?" Andrew asked as two Virginia Beach Police Officers stood behind him.
Jack jumped up from his chair, "What's wrong?"
"These officers just need to talk to Elizabeth," Andrew advised.
"No one is talking to her until I know what's going on. Does she need a lawyer for something?" Jack's thoughts were spinning, wondering if suddenly Carson's death was coming back to impact them.
"Calm down Jack…"
"Calm down? You come in here with police officers in tow looking for my wife and I'm supposed to calm down? What's this about?" He demanded.
The men stepped inside Jack's office and closed the door.
Andrew suggested that Jack sit down, but he refused.
As Jack remained in his office with Andrew and the two officers, Elizabeth pulled into Seashore State Park and drove to the back looking for the third parking lot on the right.
She reached the parking lot and observed Taylor's dark blue sedan sitting alone. She glanced around and saw no one, not even Taylor.
She got out of her car, and started walking to the picnic area, hoping to find Taylor there. She didn't know why, but her heart was pounding, she began to sweat, and the lump in her throat made it difficult for her to swallow.
"It's nice of you to come," Elizabeth was startled by a male voice from behind her.
She turned around and although she hadn't seen him in several years, she was almost certain that it was Jimmy, Taylor's boyfriend now standing in front of her.
Suddenly scared and unsure what to do, she pretended that she didn't know him, "I'm sorry, you must have me confused with someone else."
He was between her and her car, so that was not an option. She looked around, hoping to find other park goers, but saw no one.
"Something wrong?" He asked as he started to approach her.
She started backing away trying to keep some distance away from him.
"I told Taylor that our relationship was none of your business," he stated, the tone in his voice displayed anger.
"Where's Taylor?" Elizabeth called out, hoping someone would hear her.
"She's unable to meet with you this afternoon. She's kind of tied up," he stated before breaking out in a laugh. "Because of you, she left me. You should have kept your mouth closed," he continued walking toward her, causing her to move closer to the wood line.
"I'm going to close your mouth for good," he yelled as he lunged for her knocking her to the ground.
Elizabeth fought him; she was kicking, screaming, and scratching at his face. Her fingernails in his eyes caused him to temporarily back away. She started to get up when he grabbed her leg, pulling her back to the ground. She continued screaming, hoping that someone, somewhere would hear her.
As he pulled her back to him, she kicked him in the face. He released her leg, allowing her time to get up and run.
She was frantic. She felt as though she was actually living her nightmare, only this time she wouldn't wake up and be okay, wrapped in the loving arms of her husband.
The farther into the woods she ran the darker it became. She was afraid to scream, hoping that she could remain away from him until the morning.
"You can't get away. Say your prayers, because I will find you," he yelled.
Back in Jack's Office-
"You're scaring me, what's wrong?" Jack demanded.
"The body of a woman that Elizabeth knows was found in a ditch on I-64 near Williamsburg," Andrew advised.
Jack looked at the officers, "You aren't suggesting that she killed her, are you?"
"Jack, they're concerned for Elizabeth's safety. Where is she?" Andrew asked.
Jack looked at his watch, 5:10pm, "She's in with Maggie. She had a 5:00 appointment."
Andrew picked up Jack's office phone and called down to Maggie's office, "No, this is Andrew. I need to know what time Mrs. Thornton arrived for her appointment with Maggie…"
"What? Are you sure?" He replied to the information provided to him on the phone.
Andrew hung up the phone, "Elizabeth cancelled her appointment this afternoon."
"What?" Jack looked confused as he pulled the drawer to his desk open and removed his phone…
"Cancelled appt. with Maggie. Will explain when I get home. Love u…" was the message that came up on his phone. "I don't understand."
"Who is the woman?" Jack asked as the expression on his face showed that he was worried as well.
"Her name is Taylor Reed," Andrew stated as Jack fell back into his desk chair.
"Did you know her?" One of the officers's asked.
"No, but Elizabeth talked with her about abuse issues with her boyfriend. Somebody named Jimmy, I think," Jack stated. "What makes you think that Elizabeth is in danger?"
"Jack, apparently this Jimmy guy went to her school looking for her," Anthony stated.
As soon as Jack learned that Elizabeth was possibly in danger, he began calling her cell phone. Each call he made brought more worry as he consistently reached her answering machine.
"Why are we sitting here?" He released a frustrated breath as he rushed for his office door before the officer's stopped him.
"Let me go. You have no right to hold me. I've got to find her," he yelled as he pulled away from them.
"Jack what's her cell phone number?" Anthony asked.
Jack provided the number as the VBPD began running the information. Unbeknownst to the VBPD, Jack's friends in the FBI obtained her text messages and Jack and Andrew were quickly on their way to Seashore State Park.
The police officers searched each parking lot as Jack and Andrew drove straight to the third parking lot on the right.
"That's her car… Oh my Go…" Jack gasped.
"What is it?" Andrew asked as they jumped out of the car and started searching.
"He's been following her…the son of a bitch has been following her," he yelled as he approached the car with his weapon drawn and his flashlight in hand.
The vehicle was locked but in the back seat Jack observed rolls of duct tape, rope, and a shovel.
"Are you cops?" A voice came from one of three young men as they approached Jack and Anthony.
"Did you see her?" Jack rushed the group of men.
"See who? Is she important?" One of the young men asked.
Anthony grabbed Jack as he reached for the young man. "Jack, stay focused."
Anthony turned his attention back to the young men, "Did you see or hear anything?"
"We called the cops when we heard her screaming," one of the men stated.
"You didn't come help her?" Jack yelled.
"We called the police," one of the men stated as he started laughing.
Jack looked back at Anthony, trying to gauge their involvement.
"Hey, we got some good pot here. You're buddy looks like he needs some," one of the men laughed as he reached into his pocket.
Anthony grabbed him, taking him to the ground. The young man pulled his hand out of his pocket holding a baggie of marijuana.
"Back off dude, we were going to share, but you can forget it now," he angrily replied.
"We're FBI," Jack responded.
"We gotta go," the men started to leave before Anthony contained them.
Jack started screaming Elizabeth's name as he headed for the wood line. Anthony called in their location and then turned back to Jack…
"We should wait for back up," Anthony stated, knowing all the while that Jack wasn't about to wait.
"You can wait. I have to find her," Jack stated as he entered the woods with Anthony behind him.
Jack headed into the woods. In his heart he knew that she must be alive or he believed that he would feel her loss.
Within a few minutes a Virginia Beach Police car approached followed by two other police cars, two Virginia Beach detectives, and Jack's supervisor. Anthony turned over the three young men for simple drug possession, and immediately headed for the woods to assist Jack.
The sun had set and the only light was that which came from Jack's flashlight, and the minimal streaks from the moon that the tall trees allowed inside.
Jack and Anthony made their way approximately 100 yards into the wooded area when Jack's supervisor radioed them advising that the suspect had been taken into custody.
They made their way out of the woods and headed to the police car which held Jimmy.
The officer pulled him from the car to be interrogated.
"Where is she?" Jack yelled.
"She's gone man…" Jimmy laughed as three police officers held Jack back.
Jack help his hands up as the officers released him only to be grabbed a second time as he again lunged for Jimmy.
"Man you should have taught that bitch to mind her own business," Jimmy yelled as Jack, Anthony and two additional VBPD officers again entered the woods.
They fanned out, calling her name, each one praying to their higher power that she'd be found alive.
After three hours of searching, working in complete darkness and no sign of Elizabeth, the officers were called back to the parking lot. Several groups of officers entered the woods at various points, and all returned to the command post in the parking lot except for Jack and Anthony.
Jack leaned up against a tree to catch his breath, "God, I know you aren't vengeful. I have waited so long to have her back in my life; you can't take her away from me now. We have so much we want to do together…Please keep her safe."
Anthony met up with Jack and they fanned out as best they could with only two people.
"Elizabeth…" Jack called out.
"Elizabeth…" Anthony continued to call out.
Elizabeth was deep in the woods and heard Anthony, but remained quiet as she did not recognize his voice.
"Whoa," Anthony yelled out as he fell over her.
Elizabeth began fighting, trying desperately to get away. "Stop, leave me alone…HELP ME, PLEASE," she screamed.
"Elizabeth, it's me, Anthony," he finally got her attention. "You're safe!" He pushed the button on his radio, "Jack, I've got her. Go north about 100 yards."
Jack raced through the darkness, "Is she okay?" he asked as thorn bushes grabbed his clothing and scratched his unprotected face and hands.
"I think so," he responded.
"Elizabeth," he continuously called out, listening for responses and hoping that he was moving in the right direction.
As he got closer, he saw Anthony's flashlight glowing through the trees. Upon reaching them, he fell to his knees and wrapped her in his arms, thankful that he felt her hugging him back.
"I'm so sorry…I'm so sorry, I should have kept this from happening," Jack stated, feeling responsible, but blessed that she was found alive.
She leaned back slightly, "It's not your fault, Jack. You can't be with me all the time."
Jack took his flashlight and scanned her body quickly, "Are you hurt anywhere?"
"Just scratches and bug bites I think," she softly replied.
Jack scooped her up in his arms, "I think I can walk." As he gently released her, her ankle gave way and he grabbed her, keeping her from falling to the ground.
Again he swept her up in his arms as he and Anthony headed for the nearest opening.
"Jack, please don't let me go…" she cried as she buried her face into his shoulder.
"Not a chance," he whispered back.
"We have Mrs. Thornton. She's alive, but we need a bus to meet us at the northeast side of Thayer Woods," Anthony reported on the radio.
As they got closer to the opening, blue lights were seen and sirens were heard. They emerged from the woods with Jack still carrying her. Her head was resting on his shoulder and her arms held him tightly around his neck.
She was immediately placed into the ambulance as Jack slipped in beside her.
"I'm sorry sir, but you can't ride with her," the paramedic advised.
Before Jack could say anything, Anthony flashed his FBI credentials, and advised, "Make an exception. She's his wife, and he isn't leaving her."
"Okay, but if we get in trouble, you're taking the flack," the paramedic advised as the back door was closed and the ambulance headed for Bayside Hospital.
Anthony drove to the hospital to be with Jack. As he walked in the ER entrance, Jack was sitting alone. He looked drawn and lost as he fidgeted with his hands.
"How is she?" Anthony asked as he approached.
"I don't know. They called her doctor in, so I don't know if that's a good thing or a bad thing," Jack stated. He stood up, ran his hands up and down his face as he released a frustrated breath and he paced.
"Mr. Thornton," a nurse called out as she searched the waiting area for him.
Jack turned to face her, but suddenly he couldn't speak.
"Your wife is asking for you," she stated as she took him to the back and directed him to Elizabeth's room.
There was only a curtain, so nothing he could knock on to announce himself. "Elizabeth," he called out.
"I'm over here," Elizabeth responded as Jack moved down two spaces.
He slipped inside, pulling the curtain back to provide them with at least visual privacy. "Are you okay," he asked hesitantly as he observed scratches on her arms and face.
"I'm just scared," she replied. "Jack, is she gone?"
Jack knew she was referring to Taylor, "I'm afraid so."
"Maybe I should have stayed out of it," she remarked through her tears.
Jack sat on the side of her bed and wrapped his arm around her. "Standing by when someone needs help and doing nothing is not what you're about."
He took a deep breath, "As much as I wish you hadn't been involved, you would not be able to stand by and do nothing."
"What's going to happen to Jimmy?" She asked.
"I don't know if charges have been filed yet, but he's in custody," he replied.
She was suddenly quiet.
A finger under her chin turned her head slightly to face him, "Please tell me what's on your mind."
Her eyes were watery as he wiped under them with his thumbs. He leaned over and gently kissed each eyelid, bringing a slight smile back to her face. "Would you please take me home?" She asked.
He obtained her doctor's approval, gathered her belongings, and once they reached the front door with her in a wheelchair he thankfully took her hand and they walked out of the hospital.
They walked into the house and were immediately greeted by Onyx, who burst out the door, desperately needing to potty. "I'm sorry, I never made it home today," he commented.
He stood at the door watching them as Elizabeth walked outside with Onyx. He was slightly hurt that she found it so easy to talk to her dog, as he observed what appeared to be Elizabeth pouring her heart out. Why won't she talk like that with me?
He couldn't help being angry; certainly not at her, but at anyone who would challenge her, threaten her, or cause her to question her sincere desire to help others.
He loved her heart; he loved her compassion for others, and although he wanted her to be careful, he never wanted her to lose that part of herself.
He opened the door as they stepped back inside. He felt his heart pounding as she stopped and pressed her lips to his.
"I know I'm dirty and I probably smell horrible, but I want you to know that I love you," her lips curled up slightly. "Jack, I know we joke about it from time to time, but I don't know what I did to deserve you. You are truly a wonderful man, and there isn't a day that goes by that you don't tell me how much you love me with not only your words but your actions as well."
"I'm going to take a bath, is that okay?" She asked.
He smiled, "Of course that's okay. You get your clothes together and I'll draw your water. They walked upstairs holding hands, separating when they reached the bedroom.
Elizabeth heard the water running as she gathered her clothing and a few other items. She stepped into the bathroom and found a hot bubble bath awaiting her. She slipped off her robe and he helped her into the tub.
"I'm going to take a shower in the other bathroom, but Onyx will be in here with you," he stated as he opened the door and ushered Onyx inside.
"Thank you, Jack," she stated as she turned back and settled down into the tub.
The bubble bath was extremely relaxing, too relaxing, and to keep from falling asleep, she drained the tub, and got dressed. She heard the shower running when she walked past the hallway bathroom on her way downstairs.
Elizabeth grabbed her bag, which held her journal and carried it over to the sofa where she took a seat. She took a deep breath, flipped to the next blank page as she closed her eyes, attempting to calm the turmoil that she felt within her…
"My father always said, 'Hindsight is 20/20.' Knowing that this situation resulted in the loss of life, should I have kept to myself, choosing not to help? Would the outcome be different if I had turned a blind eye? I feel the blame. Even though I did not commit the act, I still feel the blame. Is her death my fault? My head understands that it isn't, yet my heart is not so certain. Did my actions catapult him to a new level of abuse? My involvement had an impact, temporarily positive, but in the end…devastating. So many questions, so few answers.
Maybe I have a different view on relationships because I am now truly blessed in mine. But I find it interesting that people, me included, will allow others to beat them down emotionally and/or physically all in the name of love. That emotion that implies a strong feeling of affection is somehow turned into something dark and sinister, often pushing already struggling individuals to their breaking point. We allow subtle turn of events to cloud our judgment, not realizing until it's too late that our happiness has disappeared and the cracks in our heart have now become visible through our eyes. If the relationship is no longer satisfying to either party, separate, but do so with the kindness and affection that originally brought you together."
Allowing her some quiet time with her thoughts, Jack slipped into the kitchen and fixed them both cups of coffee. He brought them over to the sofa and took a seat beside her.
"I fixed this for you, or would you rather have a glass of wine?" He asked.
"No Jack, this is perfect," she stated as she turned to face him. "As a matter of fact, you are perfect."
Jack's arm draped over her shoulder and pulled her close, "I'm not perfect."
"You're perfect for me," she corrected him.
"Jack," she whispered, "Do you ever regret…"
"Stop right there," his voice was firm but with a loving tone as his hands on her shoulders held her in front of him. "I will never regret meeting you, finding you again, or loving you." He tenderly brushed his lips across hers before pulling her tightly to his chest and holding her.
They remained on the sofa all night, her having fallen asleep and him, as usual, watching over her.
Several days passed and Elizabeth made arrangements to leave work early to attend Taylor's funeral. She walked out into the parking lot and nervously fumbled with the keys to her car.
"Would you like some company?" The familiar voice brought a bright smile to her face as she turned around to see Jack standing in a dark suit and tie.
"What are you doing?" She asked.
"Why didn't you tell me about the funeral?" He asked.
"Because I wasn't sure that I was going," she responded.
"I guess I know you better that you know yourself. I knew you were going. Would you like some company?" He asked.
She held out her hand to give him the keys, "I don't need company, but I do need you."
He walked with her to the other side of the car as he opened the door and saw her safely inside.
They had a three hour drive to the cemetery for the 2pm graveside service. The ride was quiet with Jack allowing her to lead the conversation, remaining quiet if she preferred.
Jack knew Elizabeth; he knew that she was nervous to see Taylor's family, and accept their reaction for her involvement in what happened. Although Elizabeth had told him that she understood that she wasn't responsible for Taylor's death, he knew that the reaction from Taylor's family would help or hinder her acceptance of the situation.
The funeral was well attended by Taylor's family and friends. Most were unknown to Elizabeth, but she did see her school principal seated near the family. Elizabeth and Jack stood in the back. He held her hand, squeezing it periodically to let her know he was there and supported her.
As everyone made their way to offer their condolences to the family, Jack felt her hesitancy as they came closer to her turn.
"I'm so sorry for your loss," Elizabeth offered.
"You're Elizabeth, aren't you?" Taylor's brother asked.
"Yes I am, and I'm so very sorry…"
"Please, may I hug you?" He asked.
She released Jack's hand and opened her arms to him.
"I want you to know that Taylor said nothing but wonderful things about you. You helped her more than you will ever know," he stated.
"I just think maybe if I had kept my mouth shut," she stated, knowing in her heart that no matter what she had done, Taylor and Jimmy's relationship would have had a disastrous outcome.
He looked at Jack before taking her arm and pulling them out of the receiving line. He glanced toward other family members as tears pooled in his eyes, "We looked away when she needed us. We've never been a close family, but now we'll live with regrets that we should've done something."
He took a deep breath before continuing, "You did the right thing; you gave her hope. You above everyone else, her family included, gave her what she needed… a compassionate ear, no judgment, and someone who understood. For that I want to thank you," he stated as he shook her hand.
"I also need to apologize to you," he added.
"What for?" She asked.
"I understand that your attempt to help Taylor almost cost you your life. I hope Jimmy rots in prison for the rest of his life. I hate him," he stated.
"I understand your feelings, and I, myself, have had them a time or two. Just remember that hate will eat away at you, and infect every part of your life," she stated. "When the time is right for you, please see someone, a counselor who can help you put your feelings into perspective."
"I'm not so certain that counseling will help, but I'll consider it," he assured her.
He turned to Jack, "Take care of her."
Before Jack could answer, Elizabeth stated, "He always does."
Several weeks passed…
Elizabeth continued in counseling with Maggie finally accepting the outcome of Carson's shooting and Taylor's death as something beyond her control.
"Hey how come you didn't come see me while you were here?" Jack asked as he caught up with Elizabeth in the parking lot following her most recent session with Maggie.
"I didn't want to bother you. I figured you were busy," she stated.
He leaned over and in front of other agents, and secretaries he proudly kissed her, "I'm never too busy for you."
"It's date night. We've missed a few with everything that's been going on. Do you feel like going out; maybe dinner…dancing?" He asked.
She smiled, "I have a better idea. When can you leave?"
Jack looked around and then glanced at his watch, "Right now. What do you have in mind, Mrs. Thornton?"
"You leave it up to me. I have another appointment that shouldn't take too long. I'll meet you at home in at 5:30, okay?" she asked, and with a gentle kiss on his lips, she slipped into her car leaving him with the strong desire for more.
"Do I need to bring anything?" He asked.
"Just yourself," she replied.
Elizabeth took care of her appointment, made a quick stop at the store before heading to Panera where she picked up a picnic dinner, and then to Total Wine for a special bottle.
She sat down with a bottle of water and her journal, putting her thoughts in order before Jack arrived home.
"'Bad things happen when good people do nothing.' I'm not certain who to credit with such a profound comment, but it is truly worth great reflection. Forced to stand alone on an issue is difficult. Feeling the judgmental eyes of others upon us often keeps us from putting ourselves out there, hiding in the shadows, waiting to join others who are also too afraid to stand alone.
Stand alone if necessary; stand together if possible, but no matter what stand up for what you believe in. Be honest with others; be true to yourself, and in the end, no matter the outcome your intent to be fair and just will override those who simply choose not to get involved."
She still managed to have everything set up before he walked in the door, carrying a beautiful bouquet of red and white roses.
"They're beautiful Jack," she stated as she took the flowers from his hand.
"Nowhere near as beautiful as you," he replied. "That is a beautiful dress. Now where are we going tonight?"
"It's comfortable this evening. Go slip into some shorts and a t-shirt. It's going to be a relaxing kind of night," she responded as she shooed him upstairs.
Elizabeth stood at the back door watching Onyx and waited for Jack to reappear.
"Okay, I'm ready," he stated as he grabbed the keys to the Mustang.
Elizabeth opened the door and called Onyx inside. "You won't need the keys."
Jack placed the keys on the table and walked over to the door, "Okay, I'm intrigued. What are we doing?"
She took his hand and they walked outside and through the back gate. Once they stepped outside the confines of their yard he observed the blanket on the sand, the picnic basket, the wine bucket and heard the soft sounds of Luther Vandross playing in the distance.
His smile showed her that he was more than pleased with her "Date Night" plans.
She led him down to the blanket and they took a seat.
"There's something different about you. You're glowing; your smile is back and you seem more relaxed than you have in a long time," he remarked as he took her hand in his and brought it to his lips.
"Jack, I owe you so much…"
"Elizabeth…" he started before she placed a finger to his lips to quiet him.
"I owe you so much. You have been so patient with me, allowing me to work through everything in my own way, and I love you so much for that," she started to cry.
"Don't cry sweetheart," he begged.
Their intimate times together had been lacking recently. Although each of them missed that special time together, she was dealing with so much and he simply chose not to pressure her for anything more than she was able to comfortably give.
They were both quiet; they were so close as they each looked deep into the eyes of the other. The next song played was "Say You Won't Let Go" by James Arthur…
Jack stood, "May I have this dance," he asked as he held out his hand and helped her up.
He wrapped his arms around her waist as her fingers ran through his hair.
I met you in the dark, you lit me up
You made me feel as though I was enough
We danced the night away, we drank too much
I held your hair back when
You were throwing up
Then you smiled over your shoulder
For a minute, I was stone-cold sober
I pulled you closer to my chest
And you asked me to stay over
I said, I already told ya
I think that you should get some rest
I knew I loved you then
But you'd never know
'Cause I played it cool when I was scared of letting go
I know I needed you
But I never showed
But I wanna stay with you until we're grey and old
Just say you won't let go
Just say you won't let go
I'll wake you up with some breakfast in bed
I'll bring you coffee with a kiss on your head
And I'll take the kids to school
Wave them goodbye
And I'll thank my lucky stars for that night
When you looked over your shoulder
For a minute, I forget that I'm older
I wanna dance with you right now
Oh, and you look as beautiful as ever
And I swear that everyday you'll get better
You make me feel this way somehow
I'm so in love with you
And I hope you know
Darling your love is more than worth its weight in gold
We've come so far my dear
Look how we've grown
And I wanna stay with you until we're grey and old
Just say you won't let go
Just say you won't let go
I wanna live with you
Even when we're ghosts
'Cause you were always there for me when I needed you most
I'm gonna love you till
My lungs give out
I promise till death we part like in our vows
So I wrote this song for you, now everybody knows
'Cause now it's just you and me till we're grey and old
Just say you won't let go
Just say you won't let go
Just say you won't let go
Oh, just say you won't let go
As the song ended, Elizabeth asked, "Would you like something to drink?"
Jack reached for the wine bottle, "Screw top? What's the deal?"
Elizabeth smiled as she watched him pour two glasses. Jack handed her a glass and they each took a sip.
"Jack, are you still interested in having a baby with me?" She asked.
"More than ever; do you want to go practice?" He asked with a mischievous grin. He looked at his glass of wine; looking unimpressed he stated, "Sorry, but this wine tastes funny. I don't think we need it."
He started to pull her toward the house.
"Wait Jack, we don't need to practice," she called out stopping him in his tracks. She held up the bottle of Sparkling Apple Cider.
He turned to face her. He saw it in her eyes. His eyes watered, "Are you pregnant?"
She smiled, and took his hand, placing it on her stomach, shaking her head up and down as the tears from both of them flowed.
"Are you sure?" He asked excitedly.
"That was my other appointment. It was confirmed this afternoon," she stated as he grabbed her around her waist and they spun in a circle before he cautiously placed her back on the ground.
"Jack, I'm not going to break," she promised him.
"I know, but I'm not taking any chances," he replied.
They sat back down on the blanket; his arm was wrapped around her holding her protectively as they watched the sun set, and in their own way, they each said their thanks to God.
To be continued…
Note:
As a probation and parole officer I have encountered many situations that are both frightening and unpleasant. Although I would like to say that what happened in this chapter just came from the recesses of my mind it actually did occur. However in real life, the man killed his wife and stepdaughter, carrying them in the trunk of his car to our office, and waited for a particular officer to leave for the day. Resting in his lap was a firearm that he had planned to use on her specifically. However, we aren't so certain that he wouldn't have taken out anyone who may have ventured out on their way to their vehicle. Fortunately for all of us, the officer in question had left earlier in the day; he got tired of waiting and proceeded to dump the bodies after dark alongside the interstate. Thankfully he was apprehended, charged with murder, convicted and I believe I heard that he has since passed away in prison.