Alone
CSI characters are not mine… originals are…
This is not a Mary Sue… and I assure you… I do have a plan as to where this is going so just bear with me… okay?
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Chapter 5
We woke up to the shrill ringing of Jamie's cell phone, I handed it to her from the desk beside her bed. "Hello?" she yawned.
I only heard half of the conversation but I knew what was happening. After a moment of listening to whoever was on the other side of the line, she frowned, "Thank you, Merry Christmas, Goodbye" she said and hit the 'end' button.
"Well?" I asked, moving from my air mattress on the floor to sit beside her on the bed.
She sobbed and hugged me, "It's positive…" she cried. "I'm pregnant. How am I going to tell my parents…?"
I was silent for a moment. "Tell them it's mine." I said quietly.
She looked up at me, "What?"
"You never told them what Adam did to you, right?" she shook her head, "If you don't want to tell them, tell them I'm the baby's father, I'll stay with you," I explained.
She looked confused. "I can't do that to you…" she said and moved away from me.
"Jamie," I whispered quietly. "I want to help you. I want to go through this with you, whatever you decide to do. I'll be here for you," I told her, gently kissing her.
She frowned. "I still can't ask that of you," she said.
"Why?" I asked.
"It would take your life away from you. I can't ask you to do that for me," she said, looking down at her feet.
I smiled, "You don't have to ask. I volunteered, and I'm not unvolunteering," I said.
She leaned up and kissed me. "Oh, by the way. Merry Christmas!" I said, pulling out a wrapped box from my bag on the floor.
Her eyes widened. "You didn't have to get me anything," she grinned.
"Just open it," I laughed. She popped the lid off of the box and inside sat a pair of silver dog-tags. The inscription on them said 'Jamie and Greg Forever' and the other had her name and birth-date on one side and mine on the other. I had gotten a matching set for myself, so we'd always remember each other. Not that we needed dog-tags for that.
I pulled mine out from my shirt collar as she slipped the necklace over her head. "Thank you. Those are never coming off," she said, hugging me. Then she reached under her bed, pulling out a similar wrapped box.
I smiled, and opened the box, inside was a mix CD. I pulled out the track listing. All punk/rock music, my favorite. I hugged her, "Thanks," I said. "You know me too well."
"Merry Christmas," she said, kissing me. I returned her kiss. "Merry Christmas to you, too" I said.
That's Chapter 5… more to come soon…. REVIEW PLEASE!