Author's NoteI do not own this movie or any of its characters.
"Hey Sanchez, how's he doin'?" Hondo says as he walks into Jim's hospital room. Sanchez stayed with him through a couple of nights. They talked about everything. Jim was too wired to sleep. Chris had only an uncomfortable chair to sleep in.
"He's fine. He can still flirt with all the nurses, so I think his vitals are okay." She said crumply and waking from her 30-minute nap. Jim had fallen to sleep about an hour ago listening to her story about Eliza finding out Santa wasn't real. Quite upsetting. "He went to sleep a little while ago."
Hondo motioned for her to come out into the hall with him. "Hey, go home. Get some sleep. You look like shit. We finally might have a much-needed day of rest. Did they say when Jim would be out?"
"Yeah, sometime today. It isn't too serious. Mainly just a bad cut and a slight fracture. Probably no running for a while, but he'll be back to his old self soon."
"Okay, then I'll stay here. You go home get some sleep. Take care of your kid."
"Okay. See ya later."
Chris walked out the door, tired and lacking strength. She sit had on her S.W.A.T. uniform from a two days before. She had no time to change out of it because Jim made sure she was at his side the entire time. Plus, she had brought nothing with her. Hondo walked back into Jim's room. Jim was waking up for the opening and closing of his hospital door.
"Wow, you don't look like a Latino women." Jim managed to get out. He started to struggle to sit it up. His eyelids were heavy, and he felt like some slipped him something. "I think these gowns have finally gone out of style unfortunately." Jim picked up a side of his gown and pulled at it. A white smock with little purple flowers. How masculine.
Hondo gave him a glance as if he thought he were pretty. "Street , you look just ravishing."
"Why thank you, but where's Chris?" Jim looked around the room, searching for a trace of where she had gone. One thing remained the smell of her on his "smock." A smell of fresh air, sweat and. lavender. It must be her soap.
"I sent her home. She looked like she hadn't slept for days. So, she stayed with you through the past couple of nights? Interesting.. Very interesting."
"What are you talking about?" Jim tried to look confused, but he knew what he had meant.
"So what you two got something going on? I don't need any of your personal shit. Okay?" Hondo stood next to his bed, looking like he could read Jim's thoughts. He knew what was on his mind. He probably had for days, maybe weeks.
"Again, what are you talking about? There is nothing going on between me and Chris." Knowing that there was indeed something between them, he managed to act as if he had no idea what he was saying.
"Okay" Hondo started to walk out the door, smiling as if he were a kid with a new toy. "You're a terrible liar."
The door shut, leaving Jim alone. Oh god, Hondo knows that I like Chris. Great, he'll be all over my ass now. Thoughts raced from Chris to his leg to work to Hondo's knowing the truth to Chris again. His mind was wondering and ached from the ADD-ness of his thoughts. Ugh. Tired, Jim fell into a deep sleep, thinking about one thing: Chris.
Chris walked into her house, dropping her keys on a kitchen counter. She waked over to her babysitter and paid her. Eliza came running up to her, hugging her knees tightly. Eliza started the round of questions, but before all the questions were out, Chris managed to get to her room and collapse on her bed. Eliza realized that she would not answer her and curled up next to her mom, and they fell asleep together.
"Mama, it's 4 p.m.!" Eliza shouted while shaking her mom. Eliza had been up watching cartoons for a while now. "It's Friday, Mama. The park?
"Jesus, Christo! Lo siento, baby. Get ready. I'll take you the park." Chris walked into her closet and pulled out a gray tank top off her shelf and tight jeans that fitted her curves, the usual. She then ran a brush through her bed head hair, yanking on the tangles. Eliza ran in, dress and fully ready. They jumped into the car and drove to the park a few blocks away. Eliza went on slides, swings, tire swings, bridges, everything. Chris watched on and joined in on the swings. Fun was had; Eliza tired out after an hour of running. Again, they jumped into the car to drive home.
Arriving at home, Eliza jumped out of the car. "Jim!"
Chris stepped out of the car, looking at her porch. There was Jim, sitting on her front step in jeans and a loose T-shirt. It looked like he had been waiting a while. Eliza ran up to him and tackled him with her hugs. They started to talk about her day and the fun she had at the park.
"Eliza, can you go inside the house for a few minutes?" Chris asked while walking up to Jim.
"Okay Mama."
"So, what are you." But before she could finish, Jim embraced her with a passionate kiss. He pulled her into him his hands on around her thin waist, moving his finger tips across every vertebrate of her back. Chris, first reluctant, fell into his lap. Her hands moved from his abs to his ribs and finally to his back. Out of shock and realization, she pulled away after the kiss.
"Okay, just wait a minute... what the hell? Wait no, we can't do this." Chris said hesitantly. Chris had a look in her eyes that Jim could not figure out. Was it confusion, surprise, love, disgust? He could not tell.
"What? Did you not like it?" Jim said with a cocky smirk and his hands rubbing the small of her back.
"No, I liked it, but we can't do this. We're partners. We're S.W.A.T. What would Hondo think? Deke?"
"Well, Hondo seemed pretty cool with it." Jim replied, searching for Chris's eyes to meet his.
"What? Hondo knows that there are.. feelings or whatever you call this?"
"Hondo figured it out when you stayed with me at the hospital for several nights." Jim's eyes desperate and hungry, finally met hers, forcing her to move off his lap and to sit next to him.
"Oh." Chris looked around, searching for a sign for what to do. Then, she saw Eliza in the doorway, giving her a thumbs up and a smile. Jim's German Shepard was next to Eliza. Eliza walked away, with the dog barking and running next to her, from the doorway with an evil glance from her mother. That was definitely a sign. Chris wrapped her arms and legs around Jim and kissed him. This time the kiss was longer and more passionate. Chris leaned her body into his feeling the heat of his chest. Jim leaned back into her, feeling a tongue slip into the kiss. His own.
Chris removed her legs from around his waist and walked into the house, beckoning Jim to follow. After they order pizza, Chris leaned over the couch, where Jim was sitting trying to find a descent movie or show. Chris moved her mouth closer to his ear and whispered, "This is what I want."
Jim grabbed her stomach and pulled her over the hump of the couch. He pulled her over his lap and kissed her. Nothing big, nothing wet, nothing too passionate. Just a simple kiss.
"I have been waiting for this. There is something here." Jim whispered back, feeling the heat of her body on his.
He had to get up before he did anything more. She was different than any other. She was the one person that put him in his place. He wanted to, but he would not, not yet. Luckily, the doorbell rang. The pizza guy stood in the doorway, waiting for his cash. Jim fumbled around in his wallet, managing to pull out a twenty.
After the meal of cheese pizza and beer, coke for Eliza, they all sat down on the couch and watch cartoons with Eliza, even the dog. Chris cuddled up to Jim and that was enough; that was love.
"Hey Sanchez, how's he doin'?" Hondo says as he walks into Jim's hospital room. Sanchez stayed with him through a couple of nights. They talked about everything. Jim was too wired to sleep. Chris had only an uncomfortable chair to sleep in.
"He's fine. He can still flirt with all the nurses, so I think his vitals are okay." She said crumply and waking from her 30-minute nap. Jim had fallen to sleep about an hour ago listening to her story about Eliza finding out Santa wasn't real. Quite upsetting. "He went to sleep a little while ago."
Hondo motioned for her to come out into the hall with him. "Hey, go home. Get some sleep. You look like shit. We finally might have a much-needed day of rest. Did they say when Jim would be out?"
"Yeah, sometime today. It isn't too serious. Mainly just a bad cut and a slight fracture. Probably no running for a while, but he'll be back to his old self soon."
"Okay, then I'll stay here. You go home get some sleep. Take care of your kid."
"Okay. See ya later."
Chris walked out the door, tired and lacking strength. She sit had on her S.W.A.T. uniform from a two days before. She had no time to change out of it because Jim made sure she was at his side the entire time. Plus, she had brought nothing with her. Hondo walked back into Jim's room. Jim was waking up for the opening and closing of his hospital door.
"Wow, you don't look like a Latino women." Jim managed to get out. He started to struggle to sit it up. His eyelids were heavy, and he felt like some slipped him something. "I think these gowns have finally gone out of style unfortunately." Jim picked up a side of his gown and pulled at it. A white smock with little purple flowers. How masculine.
Hondo gave him a glance as if he thought he were pretty. "Street , you look just ravishing."
"Why thank you, but where's Chris?" Jim looked around the room, searching for a trace of where she had gone. One thing remained the smell of her on his "smock." A smell of fresh air, sweat and. lavender. It must be her soap.
"I sent her home. She looked like she hadn't slept for days. So, she stayed with you through the past couple of nights? Interesting.. Very interesting."
"What are you talking about?" Jim tried to look confused, but he knew what he had meant.
"So what you two got something going on? I don't need any of your personal shit. Okay?" Hondo stood next to his bed, looking like he could read Jim's thoughts. He knew what was on his mind. He probably had for days, maybe weeks.
"Again, what are you talking about? There is nothing going on between me and Chris." Knowing that there was indeed something between them, he managed to act as if he had no idea what he was saying.
"Okay" Hondo started to walk out the door, smiling as if he were a kid with a new toy. "You're a terrible liar."
The door shut, leaving Jim alone. Oh god, Hondo knows that I like Chris. Great, he'll be all over my ass now. Thoughts raced from Chris to his leg to work to Hondo's knowing the truth to Chris again. His mind was wondering and ached from the ADD-ness of his thoughts. Ugh. Tired, Jim fell into a deep sleep, thinking about one thing: Chris.
Chris walked into her house, dropping her keys on a kitchen counter. She waked over to her babysitter and paid her. Eliza came running up to her, hugging her knees tightly. Eliza started the round of questions, but before all the questions were out, Chris managed to get to her room and collapse on her bed. Eliza realized that she would not answer her and curled up next to her mom, and they fell asleep together.
"Mama, it's 4 p.m.!" Eliza shouted while shaking her mom. Eliza had been up watching cartoons for a while now. "It's Friday, Mama. The park?
"Jesus, Christo! Lo siento, baby. Get ready. I'll take you the park." Chris walked into her closet and pulled out a gray tank top off her shelf and tight jeans that fitted her curves, the usual. She then ran a brush through her bed head hair, yanking on the tangles. Eliza ran in, dress and fully ready. They jumped into the car and drove to the park a few blocks away. Eliza went on slides, swings, tire swings, bridges, everything. Chris watched on and joined in on the swings. Fun was had; Eliza tired out after an hour of running. Again, they jumped into the car to drive home.
Arriving at home, Eliza jumped out of the car. "Jim!"
Chris stepped out of the car, looking at her porch. There was Jim, sitting on her front step in jeans and a loose T-shirt. It looked like he had been waiting a while. Eliza ran up to him and tackled him with her hugs. They started to talk about her day and the fun she had at the park.
"Eliza, can you go inside the house for a few minutes?" Chris asked while walking up to Jim.
"Okay Mama."
"So, what are you." But before she could finish, Jim embraced her with a passionate kiss. He pulled her into him his hands on around her thin waist, moving his finger tips across every vertebrate of her back. Chris, first reluctant, fell into his lap. Her hands moved from his abs to his ribs and finally to his back. Out of shock and realization, she pulled away after the kiss.
"Okay, just wait a minute... what the hell? Wait no, we can't do this." Chris said hesitantly. Chris had a look in her eyes that Jim could not figure out. Was it confusion, surprise, love, disgust? He could not tell.
"What? Did you not like it?" Jim said with a cocky smirk and his hands rubbing the small of her back.
"No, I liked it, but we can't do this. We're partners. We're S.W.A.T. What would Hondo think? Deke?"
"Well, Hondo seemed pretty cool with it." Jim replied, searching for Chris's eyes to meet his.
"What? Hondo knows that there are.. feelings or whatever you call this?"
"Hondo figured it out when you stayed with me at the hospital for several nights." Jim's eyes desperate and hungry, finally met hers, forcing her to move off his lap and to sit next to him.
"Oh." Chris looked around, searching for a sign for what to do. Then, she saw Eliza in the doorway, giving her a thumbs up and a smile. Jim's German Shepard was next to Eliza. Eliza walked away, with the dog barking and running next to her, from the doorway with an evil glance from her mother. That was definitely a sign. Chris wrapped her arms and legs around Jim and kissed him. This time the kiss was longer and more passionate. Chris leaned her body into his feeling the heat of his chest. Jim leaned back into her, feeling a tongue slip into the kiss. His own.
Chris removed her legs from around his waist and walked into the house, beckoning Jim to follow. After they order pizza, Chris leaned over the couch, where Jim was sitting trying to find a descent movie or show. Chris moved her mouth closer to his ear and whispered, "This is what I want."
Jim grabbed her stomach and pulled her over the hump of the couch. He pulled her over his lap and kissed her. Nothing big, nothing wet, nothing too passionate. Just a simple kiss.
"I have been waiting for this. There is something here." Jim whispered back, feeling the heat of her body on his.
He had to get up before he did anything more. She was different than any other. She was the one person that put him in his place. He wanted to, but he would not, not yet. Luckily, the doorbell rang. The pizza guy stood in the doorway, waiting for his cash. Jim fumbled around in his wallet, managing to pull out a twenty.
After the meal of cheese pizza and beer, coke for Eliza, they all sat down on the couch and watch cartoons with Eliza, even the dog. Chris cuddled up to Jim and that was enough; that was love.