I waited impatiently in the hotel lobby while Jon checked in. "Can I help you?" a hotel worker asked as I fidgeted. I shook my head. "Just waiting for Mr Good" I said, not looking at her. She nodded, looking at me closely. "No bags?" she asked. I shook my head again. "I'm not staying" I said, still watching Jon as he laughed and joked with the receptionist. "Uh, I'm sorry" she said. "But, uh, we're not the kind of establishment where you can rent rooms by the hour. Can I suggest you find another hotel?" "Excuse me?" I yelled, looking at her. "Are you saying I'm a hooker? Get me a manager. Now!" A portly man hurried over to me. "Can we keep the noise down please, Miss, uh...?" he stammered. "It's Mrs, actually" I snarled, glaring back at the worker. "Mrs Good. My husband is just checking himself in over there, and your lovely worker here decided to take it upon herself to accuse me of being a hooker because I don't have any bags and I'm not staying." "I, I..." she stammered as he looked at her. Jon walked over, smiling. "Got the key Jord" he said huskily. "Gonna go dump my bags and then you wanna go eat before your flight?" I shook my head as Hunter walked over to us. "Everything ok Jordan?" he asked. I shook my head. "Paul" I said. "Any chance I can take my husband home with me till Monday? We've got a lot of talking to do, about us, and our baby." I let my coat fall open and the worker groaned as she took in my baby bump. "I'm so sorry" she said as the manager started babbling about having the best room for free. "Save it" I snapped. "I would never stay here even if you paid me to." "Jord?" Jon asked. I looked at him, then at Hunter. Hunter nodded slightly and I grabbed the key out of Jon's hand. "Thanks, but no thanks" I said, throwing the key at the manager before dragging Jon out of the hotel.

"Wanna tell me what's going on?" Jon asked as a driver loaded his bags into the car. "I mean, thanks for busting me out till Monday, but don't I deserve an explanation?" "Just get in the car Jon" I sighed, pulling the door open and waiting for him to get it. He shook his head. "That's my job Jord" he said softly, holding the door and letting me get in. As soon as I was in he sat next to me and slammed the door. I vaguely noticed flashes going off outside as he kissed me softly. "Explain" he said. I took a deep breath and told him what had happened. Rage took over his features straight away. "She's lucky this car is moving" he said, putting his arm around me. I sighed and cuddled into him, smiling as he held me tightly. "I've missed this Jord" he said quietly. I nodded. "Me too" I admitted. "When I think that this could have been sorted two months ago if I'd read that note..." "Don't" he warned. "Don't start with the what ifs, because they will truly fuck with your mind. I know. I've done it for the past few months and it's not good. Just accept it, and move on. That's all we can do." I nodded, then giggled. "Whats so funny?" he asked. I looked at him and took his free hand. "This" I said, placing his hand on my stomach. "Is that?" he asked, raising an eyebrow. I nodded. "Bubs deciding it's playtime" I said, watching his reaction. The smile spread slowly across his face. "Wow" he said, moving his arm from behind me and placing both hands on my stomach. "That's so cool!" he said as the baby kicked again. I smiled. "Tell that to Nick" I said. "He thinks it's gross!" "Nemeth has felt this?" he asked quietly. I nodded. "Dont, Jon" I warned. "Nick has been a good friend to me." He nodded slowly. "Guess I owe him a thank you" he said. "Not sure when he'll get it, but I guess I owe one." I smiled. "You do" I said.

Our flight home was uneventful. Jon fell asleep with his hands on my stomach and a smile on his face. I watched him sleep for a while, the worry lines that had aged him while we'd been apart seemed to disappear as I watched. I woke him up just before we landed but he wouldn't move his hands, not until it was time to get off the plane.

"Shit, forgot about those, gimme a sec" I groaned as soon as we got inside the apartment. He watched, tapping his foot in amusement as I threw baby clothes and packs of diapers off the sofa to make room for us to sit down. "Jord" he asked suddenly. "You, uh, weren't coming back to me, were you?" I sighed and shook my head as he sat down and pulled me down next to him. "No" I said finally. "You'd cheated on me Jon. No second chances. That's game over as far as I'm concerned." He nodded. "I'd be the same" he admitted. "I don't share. Never have, never will. You're mine." I nodded and moaned as he kisses me softly. "Come home?" he asked, looking me in the eyes. "Please?" "Thought you'd never ask" I whispered, kissing him.