Author's Note: MJ Taylor is my creation. I have no claim to established CSI: NY Characters, they belong to CBS.
Secrets
Just in time for dinner, MJ walked past the nurse's station with two pizza boxes in hand. She dropped one box off. "Thanks MJ. At least you aren't being sneaky like Detective Messer was this afternoon." MJ laughed and motioned to Don's room. "How cranky has he been?" The nurse laughed. "He's actually been pretty tolerable today. He should be in a great mood now. The doctor just told him he can go home day after tomorrow." MJ smiled. "Well I want to thank you all for taking such good care of him and to let you know it's appreciated." The nurse smiled back. "Not a problem, MJ. He's a good guy and one of New York's finest. It's the least we can do for what he does for us." MJ nodded and headed to Don's room with the other pizza box.
"I hear you're getting sprung." MJ sounded from the doorway. "Well isn't it the most gorgeous girl I know." Don welcomed. "That's only because I have a Ray's pizza box with your name on it." MJ countered and walked in, placing it on the table next to him. She leaned over and gently kissed him on the lips. "So how was lunch?" Don smiled at her. "Would have been better had you stuck around." MJ shook her head. "I had some cases sitting on my desk that needed attention." She sat down on the edge of the bed. "So the doctor's tired of looking at you huh? But you're so cute, I'm sure the nurses are going to miss catering to your every need. Especially those sponge baths." Don looked at her blushing. "Oh trust me, I'm sure you can handle that part of my care no problem." She handed him a slice of pizza and then grabbed on for herself. "That's what the visiting nurse is for or I'm sure you're mother will be happy to do it. It will remind her of when you where a baby." MJ teased.
Later after the pizza was finished and they watched a little television, MJ turned and look at Don. "Don, I know you are going home and I'm not going to argue but please promise that you'll do exactly what the doctors say and not an ounce more. I'm about as sick of this hospital as you are so I would like us to stay out of it for a while." Don grabbed her hands and pulled her so she was sitting next to him. He then wrapped his arm around her and gave her a squeeze. "MJ, look I'm sorry to put you through this. I didn't mean to scare you." MJ leaned her head on his shoulder. Don was surprised, just as he was when she first greeted him with a kiss. MJ had never initiated displays of affection with him before. "It's not like you intentionally decided to go to work and get almost blown away by a cell phone." Don sobered. "I'm a cop MJ, you know that, getting hurt or even killed is part of the job." He looked down at her. MJ shook him off, insisting. "I know that. It's one thing chasing the bad guys and being prepared to protect yourself. It's totally different to be blind sided by a bomb, Don. You couldn't have been prepared for that, hell, I wasn't prepared for that." MJ was quiet for a moment, trying to put her thoughts together, and then continued. "I know the risks you take everyday. I may work in a lab most of the time, but I'm still a cop at the end of the day. Believe me, I know. I just…." MJ stopped. Don nudged her. "Just?" MJ intended to take baby steps but sitting there with him like she was just seemed so right. "I've just never been that scared before, seeing you with a big whole in your stomach. The not knowing whether or not you'd be okay." Don squeezed her. "I'm right here MJ and I have no intention of going anywhere." MJ looked up at him and kissed him. "Good. I found I like having you around." MJ hesitated. "I need you in my life Don. I didn't realize how much." Don smiled. "Does this mean you'll finally go out with me?" MJ grinned at him. "Before I say yes, there are some things you need to know. But…" Don looked at her. "Spill it Taylor. You've had something on your mind since we started pussy footing around what's between us." MJ wasn't going to reveal everything but needed to start somewhere. MJ moved to the foot of the bed and sat crossed leg then looked at him. "How much do you know about me? Before I was adopted by the Taylors?"
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