One Shots

Installment 6

Ten Seconds

There have been numerous requests to extend the ambulance scene for Season 9 Episode 4. I am going to take that challenge and see where my inspiration takes me. I have read several fan fictions that have been awesome in regards to this scene and an extension of it. I hope I do the scene justice as others have. I don't own BB or their characters. I just love to write stories for Jamko.

Jamko…Jamko…Jamko…Jamko

Jamie let out a breath he didn't know he was holding in when Eddie's other hand fell on top of their entwined hands. Feeling her hand wrapped up in his and his hand wrapped up in both of hers soothed his heart as nothing else could. He had been genuinely afraid for her – he had to admit it now. There was no way he would not worry about her. Being her partner, he worried. Being her fiancé made it so much worse. Knowing what it was to have her in his life - as the woman he was going to spend the rest of his life with – made her going undercover so much harder. She was right. He was scared for her. And he did let it affect his judgment. But how could he not? If she were going undercover with Danny or with any other detective he trusted would have been easier. He was right as well and they needed to come to some compromise. What he was not willing to compromise? Her safety. Or her going undercover with Davis again. That was out of the question.

He sighed again as she felt her hands leave his. She automatically turned to see some of her colleagues mulling around and she didn't want to give their status away until Jamie was ready. "I am going to go to the precinct." Eddie exclaimed. "Start the paperwork. If that's okay with you."

"No." Jamie said, suddenly aware of the officers close to them. "Go home. You can fill out paperwork tomorrow if you're up to it. If not, take a few days off."

"I'm fine." Eddie started.

"That's an order Officer Janko." Jamie stated, his tone leaving no room for compromise.

Eddie looked at him and knew she wasn't going to get around it and that at this moment Jamie was her Sergeant, not her fiancé. "Yes sir." She said.

"I'll have someone drive you home." Jamie said, as he turned around to look for an officer who he knew and trusted.

She nodded her head and climbed down from the ambulance. "I'll report for duty tomorrow." Eddie finalized. Herself leaving no room for talk. She was going to come in tomorrow. She just had a few cuts and scrapes and well…a bump in her head.

"10-4." Jamie responded as he called an officer over and instructed to take Office Janko home.

Jamie stayed at the scene for about 30 more minutes then headed to the 2-9. He busied himself with paperwork. Actually, the one he was supposed to be doing when he decided to go and make sure that Eddie was okay. He wasn't sorry he went and he wasn't going to apologize for that. He knew he was right. Davis was going to let her get assaulted or let her get hurt further and that was not happening on his watch. Not to Eddie. Not to any of his officers. That he had meant. If Eddie even got it in her stubborn head that she was going to work with Davis again? He would make it an order this time that she was to not work with him. That he was not backing down from. But surely, he thought, Eddie had to know by now that Davis was not to be trusted.

He felt his phone vibrate and took it out:

E – I'm home. Just thought you would want to know.

Good. He was glad she was reaching out. He didn't know where they stood after he blew up at her behind the ambulance. Or quite frankly even before that. He wasn't afraid of her storming out of his life and not coming back. They were well past that stage. They were in it for the long haul. Their circumstances however? It was harder than both of them had anticipated. Had he actually done that in public? Screamed and lost his control? He had not cared. He had tried to keep it under wraps until they got home but once she said she was fine and that she didn't need him? Well he blew up. He had been done. She was not fine. And she knew it. That's why he had sent her home. That's why he wished she would take a few days but he would take what he could get. He knew better than to argue that point on that particular issue.

J – Thank you. I was going to reach out. Just got busy with paperwork. How's your head?

Eddie read his text and smiled. They had to talk. They had to clear the air. Loving Jamie sometimes physically hurt. Like when she had saved his life? Her heart had been about to burst – and not in a good way – because she had been so scared. There was an actual hitman out to get him. She had freaked the fuck out. When he had the Molotov cocktail thrown at him? She had been so anxious about his burns even after she saw them wrapped and bandaged. So why couldn't he be afraid for her? She knew it wouldn't be easy. But being with him? Being engaged to him? She wanted nothing else. There would be bumps in the road but she was in for the long haul. And they were solid. And Jamie loved her so much that he freaked out as well. She understood that. She actually felt the same way. They would get it together.

E – I'm in pain. And I have a huge bump in the back of my head, but I'll survive. Please come and spend the night (or day if we want to be accurate) with me. I don't want to be away from you another night (or day) even if all we do is sleep. And babe I don't want to fight. I'm done. I promise I will listen and not be stubborn.

Jamie let out a huge exhale. He had no intention of going home when he got out. He was going straight to her place. Even if it was to continue this stupid fight. He was done with not being in the same apartment. He was done with having her go home when she got mad. They needed to fix things at home and having an out (well both of them having an out) well…was the easy way out. And they were better than that. They were getting married. They had to learn to finagle through these issues.

J – I wasn't going home. I was going straight to you. Even if we would continue fighting. I don't like to be away from you either. And I'm willing to listen too. Babe I was scared. And I can admit that now.

E – I love you so much.

J – I love you. Try to get some rest. I'll be there in a couple of hours.

E – Promise you'll wake me up.

J – No. If you're sleeping we can talk when you wake up.

E – But then you'll be sleeping.

Jamie had to smile and even roll his eyes a little bit. Leave it to her to have a response for everything.

J – Okay babe.

E – Okay what?

J – Go to sleep. I will kiss you hello and good morning and if you wake up? Then we can talk. If you don't then let me sleep for a bit and then wake me up and we talk. Either way we talk. I promise.

E – I don't want to fight…or argue but don't come down too hard on Davis. He fucked up…yes. But there's more to it and you know it. No need to go over his head. And I won't work with him anymore. You were right about him.

J – Seems like you're contradicting yourself there honey.

E – I'm not. And you know it. I'm going to try and sleep now. My head seems to be a bit better with the 4 Aleve I took. OOOPS! I know it's a lot.

J – My beautiful druggie. I love you.

E – Shut up! Love you back. Be safe baby.

Jamie put his phone down and finally cracked a smile. He had not done that since they had their fight at the diner. It was good to feel Eddie back to normal. They would be all right. He couldn't wait to get out of work today. The thought of sleeping next to Eddie kept him trucking along. If he kept himself busy the night would go by so much faster and the sooner he would get to lay by her side.

Jamko…Jamko…Jamko…Jamko

Jamie opened the door to Eddie's apartment and took his shoes off. He scanned the room. Absolute quiet. She was still sleeping. Thank God! He could cuddle with her in bed at least for a bit before she got up. He made his way to the bathroom – opened his drawer and took off his shirt and jeans. He brushed his teeth and made his way to bed.

Eddie was sound asleep. He pulled the covers and laid down. He normally would eat something or unwind a bit before heading to bed but all he needed right now was to hold Eddie. That would soothe him like nothing else. And if he was honest? He needed to feel her close to him. What had happened last night was still etched in his brain. Replaying it in his mind brought undue stress to his nervous system.

He turned towards her and pulled her to him. He wrapped one arm around her waist and the other over her head. He felt Eddie stir and move closer to him. She raised one arm and put it next to his and then interlaced their fingers. "Hey baby." Jamie heard her say.

He remembered his promise to her and kissed her and said: "Hello and good morning honey."

"Let's sleep and then talk. I'm still tired. How about you?" she asked. "You okay?"

"Now that I have you in my arms yes. I am okay."

"Love you." She said, as she immediately fell back asleep, sighing contentedly. Jamie put his head on her pillow and closed his eyes immediately falling into a deep sleep. Having her wrapped in his arms, knowing she was safe and knowing they were okay was the only thing that mattered right now. Everything else could wait. Their problems and disagreements would be there when they woke up; as well as their love for one another. He sighed contentedly and slept peacefully.

Three hours later…

Eddie stirred and smiled as she felt Jamie's warmth surround her. They had not spent the night apart from one another till this fight they had and she missed him in her bed/his bed/their bed. Whatever. She never wanted to not sleep next to him again. She turned towards him and smiled as she felt his face right on hers. No personal space whatsoever. He had missed her as well it seemed. He was sound asleep and she didn't want to wake him. If he had not slept well the last few nights like she hadn't he deserved to sleep a bit more.

She separated from him gingerly and heard him moan with the lack of her presence but he went back to sleep almost immediately. She made her way to the bathroom and then to the kitchen to make some coffee. She reached to the back of her head and winced slightly. The bump was still there but she felt much better. She tried stretching her muscles and some of them ached and were sore but it was to be expected after the perp had pushed her to the ground.

She poured herself a cup of coffee and made her way to the sofa. Mornings now were usually the time when she relaxed and thought about the night they were going to have at work. But right now, she couldn't stop thinking about her reaction to Jamie at the diner and why it had affected her so much. For one, she had been so excited to talk to Jamie about her potential undercover assignment. And when he had shot it down it was normal that she got defensive. She thought maybe Jamie thought she couldn't do the job without him. Then he went on to explain Davis and his recklessness and she had believed that he was afraid for her and that was the only thing that stuck in her mind. She should have tried to listen to him. He had been right about Davis. She was so mad though that he told her that she was smarter than this situation. What did he mean by that? Was her first reaction to the fact that he had called her out on her eagerness and then that turned into anger? She knew that Jamie telling her that she was smarter than the situation came out wrong but he had not apologized for it. Because he had been angry himself. And both of them angry at the same time? Watch out. Hell would freeze over before one of them gave in.

She had flown off the handle. She cringed when she then remembered Sunday dinner and how they barely spoke to each other. If she were honest the only words out of her mouth were: "I got it." When she had passed Frank the rolls. They couldn't even look at each other; much less touch one another at the table. If the others noticed they didn't say a word. She would think that at least Danny would notice and make a comment but no. Dinner and dessert had come and gone and when they left the Reagan family home – they had gotten in their respective cars and sped away. Separately. Without one saying a word to the other. No one questioned it because they had to go to work after. But they both knew they were not in sync and both were too stubborn to take that first step. But she had showed up to dinner. And they had no aired their dirty laundry out for all to see. She was proud of both of them for that. She would never leave him alone with his family – even if they were fighting. Well their family now. She hoped at least that Jamie had gotten that evern if they were giving each other the silent treatment.

She had cried a bit on her way to work but had promptly wiped her tears and refreshed her minimal makeup. She was doing the undercover assignment tonight and she would have to be on. No distractions. And then the undercover assignment happened and it had gone all wrong from the start. She had missed Jamie being present and by her side if she was honest but she wanted to also prove him wrong. She trusted Jamie to always have her back and this Davis guy she didn't even know. And she had fucked up. She had thought that the guy with the hoodie was the perp and as she turned towards him to maybe egg him on the real perp had snuck up on her. Making her vulnerable and not ready. She was not focused and the perp took full advantage. She knew she had to go down and she knew she had to show fear but fear really crept up on her when she felt she didn't have control of the situation. Hence the perp dropping her so fast and she not being able to break the fall. And Jamie coming out of nowhere like Superman because he knew – as only he would know – that she was out of her element right then and there.

And then Davis was nowhere to be found. She had been embarrassed but she realized that Jamie had been partially right. Davis was reckless and not to be trusted. And then in the back of the ambulance? Him losing it like he did? She realized that she had taken him through the ringer and he felt scared and vulnerable and Jamie was her protector. He had always been – partners or fiancé – Jamie hadn't changed. He had been true Jamie till the end. And she loved him because of it, not in spite of it. She loved all of Jamie – flaws and all. Cause God knew – and so did she – that she had her own flaws and Jamie loved her in spite of it as well.

However, he had to chill and she knew he would if they communicated better and they worked as a unit and she would ask him for the lay of the land in the new precinct. He had his own share of responsibility to admit to but she was ready to admit hers and move on from this – as a couple and as a Sergeant and Officer.

"Hey baby…" she heard him call out. "I didn't feel you in bed and it woke me up." He said, grumpily.

"Go back to sleep honey. You haven't had much sleep in the past few days."

"I tried. It's useless. Is there coffee? Please say yes."

Eddie smiled and lifted her cup to him. "Yes."

"Sweet!" he finally said, with a smile on his face. He poured himself a cup and headed towards her in the couch. She anticipated what he wanted and skootched to the end of the couch her back against the arm rest. She then opened her legs and let Jamie's back hit her chest. He sighed contentedly and took a sip of his coffee then turned to her and kissed her sweetly on the mouth. "Good morning fiancé."

"Good morning fiancé." She repeated. "This is a nice change of pace. Normally it's me with my back against your chest."

"Yeah. Well I'm exhausted babe. I need you to spoil me today."

Eddie laughed out loud at that and put her coffee on the end table. "Let me see what I can do to make you feel better." She whispered in his ear while he took another sip of his coffee. She wrapped her arms around his waist and then lifted her arms towards his shoulders effectively hugging him to her tightly. "I'm sorry." She said, genuinely.

"I'm sorry too. We're talking about this now?"

"Honestly I don't think there is much to say. I was wrong on not trusting you on your perception of Davis. I was wrong not to listen. And I got mad at you as if you were my partner and not my Sergeant. I know our roles are different now and I fucked up. I will listen to you and follow your advice. You were a great TO and I learned everything that makes me a good cop from you. I was hurt that you told me I was smarter than I was acting and that made me so angry and it made me more stubborn. But mostly it hurt my feelings. You had never said that to me before that I can recall – especially not on the job."

Jamie listened to her and nodded his head. Guilt invaded his body. "Again…I'm sorry. I should have never said that you were smarter than you were acting. That was me lashing out like I tend to do. And I am so comfortable with you that it's easy sometimes to say shit and then just apologize for it. You know I trust your judgment. You know I know you're smart and a great cop. I don't trust Davis and I love you. Okay? I didn't want you going out with someone that I believe has no regard for anyone but himself. You are all I have okay? You are it Eddie. I don't want anything to happen to you. We both have dangerous jobs and we both can get shot or worse and the thought of you being out there without me to protect you kills me. And I have to live with that. And I have to work around that. But baby I was scared. And I am scared. For five years I had your back and I made sure that you were okay. It's gonna take me a bit of time to let others protect you or to have your back. But Davis is not going to be one of them. Okay? That I'm not negotiating on. Period."

"10-4." Eddie said. "No negotiating on that."

"Are we good?" Jamie asked. Their proverbial question after a fight. He waited for her response by taking another sip of his coffee.

"We're good." Eddie accepted as she kissed his cheek lovingly.

"Can we make up now? Cause I've missed you." Jamie said, as he put his own coffee mug on the table and sat up and turned himself around. He got up, put his knees on the couch and attacked her mouth without asking. He had missed her more than he cared to admit even to himself. Not holding her, kissing her or making love to her for a few days had him desperate for her touch.

Eddie greedily accepted his kiss and kissed him just as hard. She could never get enough of him when they spent every waking moment together. Now that they had been apart – he was her water on a deserted island. She needed to feel him against her. She wanted to devour him. She inched closer to him and sat down. "Come on…" she said. "Let's go back to bed."

"No sleeping." He teased as he slapped her ass.

"You are not sleeping Mr. Reagan. I am gonna make sure of that."

"Mmmm…" he said out loud. "Making up is the best part of fighting, huh future Mrs. Reagan."

"Mmmm…hmmmm…" was all Eddie called out.

Jamko…Jamko…Jamko…Jamko