A/N: I love Chocolate Whipped Cream!

She wasn't sure how long this thing in ACU would last but so far it had lasted two days, yesterday and today. She had called her mother before they left the apartment and so far Nathan had been recovering fairly fast. A quick healer just like her and Dakota, when they were kids they would constantly fight and one of them would always get hurt and be fine the next day.

Ashley's cell phone started ringing, while they were in the car she swore she turned it off before she got in but somehow she must of forgot, she tried to ignore it but Cruz didn't.

"Aren't you going to answer it?"

"You don't mind?"

"No" that was a relief but she wasn't going to start taking calls while she was working, only emergencies. She dug in her pocket trying to remember which one she put it in. She quickly answered it.

"Mom what's wrong?"

"How did you know it was me?"

"Caller ID, hurry I'm working"

"He doesn't want us to have them"

"Who doesn't want you to have them?" she needed a little more than that

"Robert he changed his will saying we couldn't have them let Social service's have them"

"We're talking about Nathan and Rachael right?"

"Who else would I be talking about?"

"I don't know"

"I need your help. Can he do that?" the truth was he could, they could contest it but that would be a lengthily process.

"Ya mom he can" she heard the gasp on the other end. "Look I get off in a couple of hours, we'll take then ok?" she had taken up to much time already

"All right. I'll be at the hospital," she pressed the disconnect button, things were getting worse rather than better. And she was powerless to stop it.

The moment she walked out of the precinct she called Hayden, she apologized for calling so late, and he told her that it wasn't that late and that he was glad she called, and insisted that they meet for coffee. She told him her problem and he recommended some good lawyers that could get the ball rolling. He'd call in a few favors if he had to; she also told him that money was no object. She wanted the best.

She sat with her head tilted back touching the wall, her eyes closed, a cup of coffee in her hand. The hallway was quiet, but that wasn't surprising at this hour, she should be home sleeping, but she did work the third and since then Bosco and her have been getting along she didn't want to wring his neck she wanted to jump his bones every time she saw him now but refrained because he was usually sleeping maybe she would talk to him about switching to third that way they had both nights and the mornings together, it wasn't like they were going to be working together she was in ACU while he was in uniform. Many things happened in both that were different from the other. She must of dozed of because her mother's voice pulled her from dream land.

"Go home" she sat up

"I'm awake" she glanced around trying to gather her surroundings, she couldn't help but yawn, her mother noticed

"Ashley your tired go home, Nathan's sleeping anyways"

"You sure?" she didn't want to leave Nathan alone with her mother.

"I've got it covered"

She loved working ACU but the down side was all the paperwork, most of the paperwork she had seen when she was working the desk was from Anti-Crime. And today they had to stay behind because she had sent everyone away and somebody had to stay and hold down the fort. It wasn't all bad though, the precinct was air-conditioned and they had an all time high heat wave of a hundred plus weather, which had been going on for three days now. Which meant that everyone who didn't have AC was outside, causing trouble from cracking open fire hydrants and just being a pain in the ass.

The heat didn't stop her from drinking her coffee though, nor did it for Cruz. She'd just gotten them both a cup, she was surprised that the woman had no cavity's she took three sugars in her coffee. As she sipped her coffee she couldn't help remember what her grandmother said about coffee on a hot day. Why should your insides get to be cool when the outside was suffering? She drank coffee everyday of her life, up until the day she died. Always the best too, she didn't care how much it had cost she had this Blue Hawaiian stuff that had tasted pretty good actually, she'd pick some up when she had time.

"Are you and Bosco seeing each other?" that question certainly came out of nowhere

"Could you be a little more specific?" she purposely took a sip of her drink hiding her face from her. She held on to cup warming her suddenly cold hands.

"You know a couple, sleeping together?" she tried to think back to see if she let anything slip or if anyone had seen them together, she could remember a time, so their had to be another reason why she was asking.

"No why do you ask?" no one was going to find out they were sleeping together from her.

"Just wondering" she should have left it at that but something told her it was more than just a curious question

"You never wonder now tell me what's up" she kept the coffee cup in front of her in case she had to take a sip quickly to gather her thoughts.

"I don't have to" she couldn't believe she was going to pull rank just because she didn't want to say why she was appalled.

"I'm not talking as one cop to another, I'm talking to one friend to another" she saw subtle changes in Cruz's face she had won another battle. She didn't say anything but took a sip of her coffee, and then it dawned on Ashley.

"You want Bosco back don't you?" it couldn't have been more obvious; questioning the one he lived with behind his back. Suddenly she was transformed back to high school her best friend had done the same thing years ago. Half the time her and the ended up hooking up, but other times Ashley had to play the match maker and date the best friend and then just happen to set up a double date. Cruz still hadn't said anything when she returned back to the present.

"So how close am I to the truth? Hmm?"

Cruz avoided looking at her and continued to work on the never-ending paper work. She tried to shake away the pangs of jealously they kept trying to enter her mind but that only worked for so long before she had to deal with what was really bothering her. She was falling for Bosco.

Ashley was sitting on the couch, freshly showered lost in her own thoughts. Last time she checked Bosco had been sleeping, which was a good thing, she didn't need him to meddle with what she was thinking about. How could it after all this time she be falling in love with a person she considered her best friend, their had to be an explanation for it. All she smelt was him, she had to start wearing her own shirts to bed again, you would think that since they used the same laundry detergent that their clothes would smell the same, they didn't not by a long shot. She ran a hand through her hair; she was in big trouble with it only to get worse as time went on. Every time she got involved with someone things always went wrong, no matter how hard she tried to prevent it. If she was smart she would break it off with him right now and allow Cruz to persuade him to go back her. The more she thought about doing that, the more she didn't want to. He was hers dammit!

She brought her knees to her chest, and rested her head on her knees. She couldn't help but think this couldn't be solved on her own.

It clicks just like a Timex
It never lets up on you

Maybe she would invent something that would stop time, so she could take as long as she wanted to think about things.

Who said life was easy
The job is never through

Or maybe hire someone to invent it, she had the money. But that would only create more problems.

It'll run us 'til we're ragged
It'll harden our hearts

"Are you coming to bed?" she watched him walk around the couch and sit beside her

And love could use a day of rest
Before we both start falling apart

"To much on my mind" she studied him, seeing if she saw in a new light, nothing had changed, he was the same old Bosco she knew and unfortunately loved.

""Like?"

"Things, it's not important"

"It must be if its keeping you awake" he took a piece of her hair and ran it between his fingers feeling it's softness, when had he ever felt anything so soft. He hadn't.

I Pray that it's raining on Sunday
Stormin' like crazy

He didn't know how they did it but they got both Sunday and Monday off, Sunday because working the morning shift would make them tired that night and working the third made them miss it. And Monday well the boss had just given them that off.

"Can I try to take your mind off your problems?" she didn't see how he could when he was the problem.

"Sure" he reached for her hand pulling it towards him turning her hand up, he kissed her palm his tongue darted out tasting her ski almost undid her. He moved forward and kissed her wrist doing the same thing he had done to her palm. He was killing her and he didn't even know it.

"Bosco"

He leaned forward enough so that their lips almost met.

"Shh" somehow her legs had gone down and felt like jelly. His lips touched hers. He pulled back only far enough so he could talk.

"Oh Ashley" he trailed a finger down her smooth cheek. "If only you knew what you did to me" she did all to well. His piercing blue stare was softened tonight; you would never know he was capable of staring a man down, or ripping his head off. Her hand went to the back of his neck playing with the ends of his hair. His lips touched her again, this time with an urgency that was undeniable. And then she clued in, he loved her.

She awoke in his arms, even in his sleep he was possessive his arms weren't about to let her go and she desperately had to pee. She tried moving to see if that would loosen his hold, it only tightened.

"Bosco" he moved but she didn't know whether or not he heard her

"Bosco let go of me I need to pee" he didn't budge

"Bosco I'm pregnant" that got his attention and he shot awake, letting go of her. She bolted out of bed to the bathroom. She didn't go straight back to he bed she detoured to the kitchen starting a pot for the much needed coffee. She was reaching into the cupboard for two mugs when a hand went on her hip and reached for her pulling them out. The mugs down, his other hand went to her other hip.

We'll hide under the covers all afternoon
Baby whatever comes Monday

Can take care of itself

"Come back to bed" he began kissing her left shoulder as she waited for the coffee to brew.

"I can't think when you do that" she clenched her fists hoping he wouldn't see her trembling.

He stopped but only to say, "That's the whole point isn't it" she shivered, his lips did strange things to her insides.

Cause we've got better things to do
When it's raining on Sunday

"Guess what?" he'd moved on to the back of her ear

"What?" she'd play along

"It's raining" what was he getting at? "So there's no reason to go out until tonight"

"I like how you think"

"You like something else about me too?" she turns in his arms; she caught him by surprise he had leaned in to kiss her shoulder but caught her lips instead.

"Well I like your lips" he kissed her again "and your eyes" another kiss "your butt" he went to kiss her again but she stopped him with her finger on his lips "and your mind, personality, and of course your body"

"I was worried there for a second, that you weren't going to say my body"

Your life is like a religion
A cross in Mexico
And your kiss is like the innocence
Of a prayer nailed to a door
Oh surrender is much sweeter
When we both let it go
Let the water wash our bodies clean
And love wash our souls

His fingers brushed over her nipple causing it to harden instantly, he noticed that

"You like that?" his fingers brushed over the other nipple, she bit down on her lip. He continued to touch her nipples through the thin shirt. It was getting hard to breathe let alone think.

"What about the cof- ee?" he'd taken her nipple in his mouth through her shirt.

"I was thinking whipped cream" he left her the cool air hitting her. She watched him open the fridge and look around trying to find something, finding it, he reached in and withdrew the can of whipped cream and closed the fridge.

"My, my chocolate whipped cream, I'm going to have fun with this" He popped the top of the unopened can sending it, into the sink with a clunk. As he walked back over to her he shook it, he moved her hair away from her shoulder and pressed the nozzle shooting whip cream onto her shoulder. His tongue licked away the cream.

"Mmm" He holds her hair up as he points the nozzle to the back of her neck, slowly licking it off her in slow circles. He lets go of her hair, sending it cascading down her back. He turned her to face him, seeing the wet marks on the gray shirt excite him even more.

He sets down the can to remove her shirt; she grabs the can before he has a chance to reclaim it.

"My turn" she starts off with both sides of his collarbone, then moves on to his chest putting cream in random places. He was loosing it. She licked the last of the cream off and walked away, she turned motioning him to follow her with a flick of her finger. He followed happily. She stopped suddenly and put the can down, he was too caught up to reach for it. She came to him, her hands igniting a fire; she bent down as she pulled off his boxers leaving him to spring out at her. He didn't think he could get any harder, until she pushed him down in a chair and picked up the can of whipped cream again. She directed a line of the chocolate whipped cream along his erect penis. She took him in her mouth tasting the chocolate, cream and his maleness.

And pray that it's raining on Sunday
Stormin' like crazy
And we'll hide under the covers all afternoon
And baby whatever comes Monday
Can take care of itself
'Cause we've got better things that we can do
When it's raining on Sunday
Ooh, oh oh

They never made it the bed; he took her in the chair, both climbing higher than they had ever climbed before. She quietly tiptoed out of the bedroom to the forgotten coffee. The liquid going down her throat calmed her nerves for now. She wasn't sure how long she had stood there before she heard noises coming from the bedroom; she walked to it, coffee in hand. Bosco wasn't awake, but tossing and turning, she sat her coffee down on the nightstand beside the bed and sat on the side of the bed. He started moaning in his sleep, she couldn't understand it, but tried to wake him.

"Bosco"

"Bosco wake up" he jumped awake, breathing heavily, sweat above his brow, him entangled in the sheet; it looked like he'd just seen a ghost.

"Are you ok?" she checked him over; her hands went to his head, his chest, his arms.

"It all seemed so real" his voice sounded like a little kid, she didn't know what he dreamt about but she knew it bothered him.

"Here" she handed him; her coffee and he drank but made a face doing so.

"Not enough cream"

"I'm sure I can rustle up some cream if you really want"

"It's fine" he continued drinking, she got up.

"Where you going?"

"Make something to eat, you want anything?" he shook his head no and laid back down.

She stayed out in the kitchen until she knew he was sleeping again before she snuck in and got some clothes out, she pulled them on, all the while watching him, making sure she didn't wake him. She grabbed her keys and left.

She returned an hour later, a dress in hand, a bag full on night lights, and shoes. She put laid her dress down over the arm of the couch. She checked on him, still out cold, she must of really tired him out. She dug into the bag and placed a night light in every room, she bought the ones where they turned on instantly the moment it got dark, she didn't want to make it too obvious so she half hid them. Time to wake him up, she put the last of the packaging in the garbage and went to wake him.

"Sleepy beauty time to get up" she half said, half sang.

"Five more minutes" he muffled into his pillow

"No because I have to get ready too"

"If I must," he said getting up

"Believe me you must"

A/N: Ya so how'd you like it?