Kim pulled away from Jimmy after a tight embrace that had lasted minutes. She was so happy. After Bobby's and Alex's death, Jimmy getting shot, Doc getting admitted to a mental institution, her own "accident", and almost dying in a fire at a rave, it felt good to be able to deliver good news and be genuinely happy.
"Okay, Jimmy, I have to get going. Do you want to pick me up at the 5-5 and we can go to my mom's to get Joey?" Kim asked, hope filling her voice as she got excited about telling her beloved son about the new baby.
"Yeah, Kimmy, that sounds great. I'll see you then. I love you Kimmy," Jimmy said, pulling her in for a quick kiss.
"I'll walk you out, too," he whispered, taking in the scent of hair as he did so.
"Okay," Kim whispered, the feeling of Jimmy's breath on her neck sending goose bumps up and down her arms.
Jimmy and Kim walked down the steps of the house, their arms wrapped around one another. Joe Ashter looked up to see who was coming down the steps and smiled widely. He really liked Jimmy, admired him for being able to come into a new situation that could be hard for anyone, no matter how long on the job, and becoming one of the team. Joe knew that Jimmy had loved working at the 5-5, and he tried to make his transition to the new station as pain free as possible.
"Hey, Joe," Jimmy said, slapping him on the back as he passed Joe and a few others on the couches.
Once they got outside, he hailed a cab for Kim, and watched as the car drove away with her in it. She waved to him until he was out of sight, and then turned around and took in the sights around her as she quickly passed them by.
After the shift that would never end, she treaded up the long stairwell and sat on her bunk. The pregnancy was making her tired already, and she knew she would have to keep working for at least a couple more months so that the money was still coming in. She heard D.K. yell,
"Jimmy!! What the hell are you doing here? It's good to see you brother!"
Kim had to smile. D.K. and Jimmy had always been very close, and they kept in touch even though Jimmy was in a new precinct.
Kim stood up, and walked slowly to the doorway. She saw the new paramedic Grace eyeing up Jimmy, taking in his tight muscles, his mile-long smile, and his chocolate brown eyes. Kim lowered her eyes, her dislike of the newbie making her want to scream. She was so glad that Carlos had said something to her to set her in her place. Kim had grown to respect Carlos, and eventually love him like a brother. Sure, he was pigheaded and self-centered, but he cared about the people he worked with, and he was a damn good paramedic. Just ask him.
Jimmy ran over to Kim, hugging her once again. He could not believe his good fortune. His life had done a 180 over the past couple of years, and his days of infidelity were a thing of the past. He didn't gamble anymore, he always put Joey first, and he devoted all of his free time to him and Kim. They were the most important things in his life, and nothing could change that.
Jimmy whispered to Kim, "Who's the redhead Kimmy?"
Kim tensed up immediately, worried that she now had competition for the wandering eyes of Mr. James Doherty.
"I don't like her, she's scowling. What's wrong with her?" Jimmy said, his voice teasing but serious, as well. He really didn't like this girl, especially because he could see that she was trying as hard as she could to be sexy and mysterious. Too bad she's ugly, Jimmy thought to himself.
Kim pulled away and laughed, inside kicking herself for thinking Jimmy would do that. Jimmy was a different person now, and she knew that.
Kim grabbed Jimmy's hand and pulled him with her downstairs, taking in the fresh New York City air.
"Come on, we have something important to tell Joey," Kim stated, her eyes locked into Jimmy's.
"Yeah, we do, Kimmy. Let's go," Jimmy replied, before continuing," What do you think he's going to say?"
"Can I name it?" Kim answered, grabbing Jimmy close to her, their laughter filling the air as they went to Catherine's house to get their son and fill him in on the good news.