Author's Note: So sorry this has taken so long! I spent a lot of time figuring out how to this chapter and trying to get it right. I hope it was worth the wait! Next chapter will be James and Rachel's meeting!

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Code Silver

Chapter 10

James watched as the morning sun sparkled against Juliet's blonde hair. He was on his side facing her sleeping form in the bed next to him. She laid on her back, one arm crossed over her midsection with the other stretched out over her head.

She wore one of his old LAPD t-shirts and he spent several moments just watching the rhythmic rise and fall of her chest under the thin sheet he'd pulled over them hours earlier. His eyes traveled up to her face. Her hair was mussed. The make up that looked perfect last night was now smudged. He thought she was beautiful, maybe even more so now that her guard was down and he could memorize her features without blue eyes staring back into his.

He hadn't expected last night. Sure, the thought crossed his mind, but he didn't think it would actually happen, not this fast. He'd lost count of the number of one night stands he'd enjoyed and the number of short lived relationships he'd been a part of where the sex came too fast and too soon. He didn't want that with Juliet.

Well, he wanted the sex, but he wanted it to last. He wanted them to last. It had only been a couple weeks, but he could already tell he felt differently about the blonde in his bed than he had about anyone before. She was new and exciting, yet familiar at the same time like a part of him had always known her. He found he wanted to know every single little thing about her like the name of her favorite childhood TV show and at what age she discovered Santa Claus was a fake. He'd never much cared about those things with Cassidy, although at one time he thought he loved her.

He wanted to know Juliet's favorite color and what she liked on her pizza. He wanted to know how she got her hair to be so curly on some days and straight on others. He wanted to know how she got the scar he discovered on her hip. With other women these kinds of things had been nice to know, but he never felt a primal need to know them like he did now.

Juliet was different. He'd never met someone who might have read even more Stephen King novels than he had and when it came to his smart ass comments and witty remarks she could give them just as well as she could take them.

And last night. James smiled at the memory. He'd felt like he'd died and gone to heaven. He'd never had a first time that good before. She seemed to know exactly when and where to touch him and if the sounds she made were any indication he was a pretty good guesser, too.

Juliet stirred in her sleep and turned to her side, facing James. He lightly brushed fallen hair back to its place behind her ear. Her eyes opened slowly. "Hi." She said and smiled lazily.

"Hi." He said back, grinning. Is this what real love is like? He thought idly before capturing her lips in a morning kiss.

The morning passed quickly. They made love again, narrowly avoiding getting interrupted by Rachel's frantic phone call.

Juliet scrambled out of bed and found her ringing cell phone in the pocket of her jeans which still laid in a heap on the floor where James had tossed them the night before. "Hello?" She said into the phone, nearly out of breath.

"Thank God, you're not dead." Rachel let out a sigh of relief. "I was worried when I saw you didn't come home last night and you didn't leave a message."

"I'm sorry, Rach. I'm fine. I stayed with James last night."

Rachel was silent for a moment. "Who are you and what have you done with my good little sister?" Juliet could hear the smirk in her sister's voice.

"Rachel!" She tried to scold her, but couldn't help the laugh that escaped. She realized Rachel was right. The tables had turned. In the past it was Rachel who jumped into relationships and beds. Now it seemed to be the other way around.

"So the way this works, Little Sis" Rachel continued. "Is you let me know when you plan to stay out all night so I won't worry and have to bother you."

Juliet laughed again. "I know." She said. "I wasn't planning to be gone all night. It just happened."

"It's about time something 'just happened' for you, Jules. I'll see you when you get home." And Rachel hung up.

A few hours later, after a shower and breakfast, Juliet arrived home. Julian was too engrossed in his cartoons to even acknowledge her presence. She found Rachel in the kitchen making lunch.

They spent a few minutes talking about Rachel's morning with Julian before the elder sister dove right into questions about Juliet's activities the previous night.

"Did you even see a movie?" Rachel asked while assembling Julian's plate.

Juliet blushed. "No."

Rachel laughed before calling Julian in to eat. She got him set up at the table before joining Juliet over by the counter. "Was it good?" Rachel whispered, a mischievous twinkle in her eye.

"Rach!" Juliet whispered loudly as her blush deepened.

"Come on. How many times did I give you all the dirty details back in college?" She laughed.

"I'd like to point out the fact that I never asked for those details." Juliet stated.

"Doesn't matter." Rachel looked at her, eyebrows raised, ready for the answer to her question.

"Really good." Juliet admitted quietly, but with a smile.

Rachel squealed and wrapped her sister in a hug. "I'm so happy for you, Jules!" She pulled back and turned serious. "Now when do I get to meet him?"

Juliet's phone buzzed the next morning at work. 'Lunch today?' was the text message James had sent. She agreed and they picked a time to meet at the cafeteria. She set her phone down on the desk and went back to her emails, suddenly wishing lunch wasn't so far away.

She usually worked through lunch or ate something at her desk, but lunch with James sounded so much better. She needed to talk to him about meeting Rachel anyway. He called last night and they talked for nearly an hour, but she never got around to mentioning it, especially after the topic turned to their Saturday night activities.

"I'll have to cook for you more often." He'd said. She didn't tell him the cooking wouldn't be necessary.

The morning dragged on for James. He found he couldn't wait to see Juliet. His bed had felt empty the night before and he longed to touch her. He kept himself busy in the office watching cameras while Dan and John roamed the hospital. He'd already told them he had other lunch plans and although Dan looked at him funny, he didn't pry. James was glad. So far Miles was the only one at the hospital that knew about his relationship with Juliet. He knew at least every other guy in the security department had had their eye on her. He wasn't ready for their barrage of questions yet.

At noon John returned to the office to man the cameras while James went to lunch. He bounded down the stairs and came out near the entrance to the cafeteria. He saw Juliet across the hall talking to a colleague. She wore her white coat over a skirt suit and heels and although he now knew what was hidden under those layers he still couldn't help but stare as he approached.

She looked up and saw him coming towards her. She smiled and he grinned. Juliet introduced James to Carol, another OB doctor before she headed into the cafeteria. James was rooted to his spot next to Juliet. He wanted to pull her close and kiss her soundly, but there were so many people coming and going. What was he supposed to do? A quick peck? A hug? A handshake?

But then Juliet grabbed his hand and squeezed. She smiled again and he could tell by the look in her eyes that she wanted the same thing, but now was not the time or place. She kept her hand in his and they walked into the cafeteria together.

He got a burger and fries while she picked over the salad bar. They found a table for two in a quiet corner and sat down. James could feel eyes on them, especially from the table of OB nurses, but Juliet didn't seem to notice.

"My sister wants to meet you." She said before spearing some lettuce with her fork.

"'Course she does." He smiled before sticking a fry in his mouth.

She laughed. "You sure you're up for that?"

"I can take it." He said confidently. She'd already told him about Rachel's outgoing nature and the very real possibility of the grilling he would get upon their first meeting. "When does she want to get together?"

"Maybe dinner one night this week?" Juliet asked. "We can cook for you." She smiled.

"It's a date." He winked.

They continued talking and eating and afterwards James insisted on walking her back to her office.

"But I'm not going to the office. I have to see a patient." Juliet said and eyed him curiously.

"Then I'll walk you to the unit!"

James pulled her into the elevator and pushed the 'door close' button before anyone could join them. Once they were alone he placed a hand on the side of her face and stepped in close. He brought his lips to hers and her hands went to his chest.

Juliet pulled away after a couple seconds. "We're only going up a couple floors." She reminded him.

"I know." He smiled and swooped in for another quick kiss, stepping away from her just in time for the doors to open on the second floor. He looked at her and grinned conspiratorially before exiting the elevator.

Juliet shook her head at him and smiled. He walked her to the door of the OB unit. "I'll talk to Rachel tonight and call, ok?" She said.

He nodded.

She reached out and gave his hand another squeeze before going back to work.