A/N: I'm really glad you guys enjoyed the last chapter; I worked pretty hard on it. Hopefully you guys don't think it's too uncharacteristic of the characters. I think that's the thing about fanfiction, once you take the characters into your hands you have free will to change them as much as you want or need to. Hopefully you can still see the stubbornness and other characteristics, especially where Erin is concerned. Anyways, since you guys voted and wanted the two shorter chapters, here is the continuation. I really am sorry that this part took so long to upload, I didn't get to finish it due to a horrible migraine, then I went on vacation and was not going to waste it, and then it was the rookie blue finale and then it was today and I'm in massive amounts of pain, but I'm trying for you guys. Like always, please listen to the music, I listen to it while I write and I feel like it's part of the "scene". I hope you guys enjoy this one; I worked very hard and also would recommend reading this one alone. Don't know when then next one will be up because I'm working on a new story that I hope you all will read as well. I don't own any of these characters, just the plot lines. Enjoy!
Erin is soaking wet, again, by the time she reaches her apartment building. She lifts her coffee to her lips. By the time she had gotten halfway home a chill had settled in her bones, so she had stopped for a small coffee to try and warm herself up. The clerk must have pitied her because she got it for free.
Erin empties the last of the coffee into her mouth and tosses the cup into the trash can outside her building. She enters her building code and opens the heavy door with a grunt, her cold bones protesting the work. She walks into the lobby, her shoes making squeaking sounds on the linoleum. Erin glances over at the mirror hanging in the lobby. "Good god," She says aloud stopping for a second to examine her reflection. She sees her face is pale and her hair is a mess, wet and clinging to her face. She lifts her hand to her eyes, rubbing the ghastly dark circles she has under her eyes. 'No wonder I got that coffee free," she thinks to herself. 'Jesus, he probably thought I was homeless.' She rolls her neck, letting out a groan, hoping that when she gets back into bed she isn't plagued by more horrendous nightmares. She runs a hand through her still wet hair and simultaneously pulls out an ear bud from her ear. Fed up with everything, Erin rips them out of her phone and shoves them in her pocket, letting her music play out loud.
The strands of 'Lake Winona' by The Careful Ones start playing on her phone and she drops it back into the pocket of Jay's hoodie. She trudges her way up the stairs as her freezing bones object with every step. Erin hums to the song as she makes her way up three flights of stairs and rounds on the fourth, praising god that she is almost to her apartment. As she makes her way up the stairs she trips on one of the steps and her keys go flying down the hallway. She smacks a hand to her face and throws her head back in frustration, "You've got to be fucking kidding me." She says climbing to the top step, letting out a hard breath and running a hand through her wet hair.
"Don't worry; I've got 'em." Erin hears a voice say.
Erin's hand falls from her face and she freezes as her heart pounds against her ribcage. For a moment she just stands there with her eyes squeezed shut as music plays from her pocket.
'A spark you heard from inside, inside
And it called you near, erased my fears for the night'
She finally drops her head down and wills herself to open her eyes. When she does, the breath rushes out of her lungs.
She squeezes her eyes shut again and shakes her head back and forth as if to wake herself up.
Erin struggles to catch her breath before she speaks, "Please tell me I'm not hallucinating." She states, breathlessly.
"You aren't hallucinating, Partner." Jay's voice answers her. She can hear the smirk in his voice.
She opens her tear-filled eyes again and an inhuman noise leaves her throat. She runs full speed down the hallway and straight into Jay's arms, wrapping her legs tightly around his hips. His arms close tightly around her.
'Won't you make your home with me in my arms?
You were made from my bones, for me, for my arms'
Erin buries her face in his neck, her tears running down his skin and soaking his shirt. His one arm stays firm around her waist as his other hand strokes her back, trying to soothe her, and himself.
"I thought I would never see you again" Jay hears Erin say, her voice muffled by his shirt. His arms tighten around her. It makes his heart ache that she felt so much pain because of him. "I thought you were dead." She says, choking on her tears.
Jay clears his throat and swallows hard, trying to get the lump in his throat to disappear before he speaks.
"Erin-"he says with a shaky voice, "Erin, look at me. " He waits for her to lift her head and look at him. Jay's hands move to her lower back, firmly supporting her as she leans up and locks eyes with him, her hands gripping his sides. "I'm here. I made it. I'm alive."He says slowly. Her eyes are still wide with bewilderment and he pauses as her hands slide up his chest and wrap around his shoulders, "and I'm not going to leave you."
Erin lets out a sob before she crashes her lips onto his, unleashing all the emotion she had pent up for the past six months. Jay responds instantly, spinning them around and pinning her against her door. She moans into his mouth and kisses him as if she needs it to survive, as if their lips parting would cause her heart to stop beating. Her senses are in overdrive as their tongues wage war. The hard door against her back, the spiciness of his scent fogging her brain, his hand gripping her thigh making her want him nearer, his taste driving her insane. She tightens her legs around his waist, wanting to be closer, needing to be closer.
"Inside," Erin manages between kisses, "Now." She demands.
Jay responds by pressing his hips more firmly against hers, making Erin groan and making him chuckle. As he works on unlocking her door, she drops kisses onto his shoulder and up his neck, stopping to nuzzle him for a moment, before feverishly kissing up along his strong jaw line. Jay finally get's the door open and wraps an arm back around Erin's waist as he walks through and kicks it closed behind him. Her hands snake under his 'Army Strong' tshirt and she pulls at it as he walks them to her bedroom where she drops the shirt on the floor before working on unzipping her own hoodie and letting it follow. Jay holds her with one arm as he pulls off her sweatpants. She starts working on his belt and he shakes his head before dropping her onto the bed. She lets out a 'hmph' and he quickly kicks of his boots and drops his army fatigues before leaning down over Erin. He gives her a quick peck before pulling her shirt over her head and he settles onto the bed between her legs. He kisses her neck affectionately as he slips his hand behind her back to unhook her bra and throw it to the side. Erin drags her teeth along his jaw before making her way back up to his lips. Their tongues tangle again and Erin uses it as a distraction to catch Jay off guard and rolls them over, leaving her straddling his hips.
All of the sudden they are both still, like the eye of a storm. She had seen him undressed before, when he had taken a bullet to the vest, she had examined his bruised ribs. This was much different. He wasn't just good looking; he was a work of art. His blue eyes are stormy and determined, examining her the same way as he rubs circles on the inside of her thigh. She runs her fingernails down his stomach, following them with kisses, and enjoying the way his muscles respond to her touch. He pulls her back up to his lips, wanting to savor her taste. The kiss is heated and fast, but it seems like time around them has stopped. Erin traces his lower lip with her tongue and simultaneously grinds her hips against his, this time eliciting a groan from Jay.
"How do you like it?" she murmurs against his lips and feeling him smile. He moves like lightning, flipping her onto her back. The wind outside rattles her window as his hand slips down and rips off the lace in between her legs, and she cannot be sure which action makes her gasp. Jay lets his fingers roam and he hits a sweet spot that makes Erin's nails dig into his shoulders and her eyes roll back in her head.
"More," Erin stresses, breathlessly.
So he listens. They give themselves over to the storm that has been brewing inside them for so long; their bodies illuminated only by the flashes of electricity and their moans muted by the thunder crashing outside. It's fast and feverish and white hot like the lightning reaching the stars and it drives them into oblivion.
Jay runs his hand down Erin's spine as their breathing returns to normal and their heart rates slow. Erin thinks about saying something, but doesn't. Instead she listens to his heart beat under her ear.
"What is it?" he asks into the darkness, tracing circles on her back.
Erin smiles, because after all this time he can still read her mind.
"How come I never got a call or anything about you being found?" She asks softly.
"It's against regulations," he lets out a chuckle, "The regulations that you apparently told a white shirt that they could shove up their ass."
She lifts her head and gives him a beaming smile, "That doesn't sound like me at all."
"Mmmhm," Jay continues after giving her a light smack on the butt, "Once a soldier is found alive and well, it is his job to notify NOK. But I had to be debriefed and then they shoved us straight onto a plane back to the states. When we landed they told us to go home, and that's how I ended up at your door." He says, dropping a kiss into her hair.
Erin leans up and gives him a long firm kisses before pulling away, "I'm so glad that you're home." She sighs.
"Me too." He says with a smile as she snuggles into his side. She listens to the rhythmic beat of his heart until they both drift to sleep.
Erin wakes up gasping for breath again. She looks around her room and finds an empty bed. Her heart beats faster and a million thoughts race through her head, the biggest one being 'Was it a dream?'
She pulls her knees to her chest, wishing that she would stop waking up like this, it was taking a serious toll on her. She covers her face with her hands and drops her head to her knees. She murmurs to herself over and over, 'Please let it be true.'
"Let what be true?" Erin he hears Jay's voice ask, and her head snaps up letting him see the ghastly look on her face. He places the things he had been carrying onto her dresser and hurries over to sit on the bed beside her. "Hey," he asks worriedly, "Hey, What's wrong?" He runs his hands up and down her bare arms.
"Oh God, I thought it was a dream," Erin says dumbfounded, and slightly embarrassed, as he pulls her into a hug. "I've been having these dreams where I see you die, and I thought you were gone. I thought it was all a dream." She says pulling back from the hug with tears in her eyes.
Jay places his hands on her face and drops a kiss on her forehead before kissing her long and hard on the mouth. He pulls back and locks eyes with her, "Baby, I told you," he says rubbing her cheek with his thumb. "I'm not going to leave you. Never again." She nods fiercely and He pulls her back into a strong hug.
She glances over at her dresser where two cups of coffee and a bag from her favorite bagel place are sitting.
"You got me bagels," she states and looks at him with narrowed eyes, "Are you sure I'm not dreaming?"
"Ha Ha. Funny." He sticks his tongue out at her before getting up and grabbing the goodies. He sets her coffee on her nightstand. "Of course I got you bagels," he gives her a smile as he hands her the bag. "Sesame, your favorite."
Jay unbuttons his pants and drops them to the floor before climbing back into bed. He reaches a hand into the bag on her lap and pulls out his bagel. "And an everything bagel for me. My Favorite."
Erin stops midway through breaking the packaging on her bagel, "I thought I was your favorite," she says, pouting her lip.
Jay lets out a laugh and reaches over to kiss her pouty lip before answering, " You are," He leans onto his elbow and takes a bite of his bagel. She just gives him a snarky smile. He shakes his head and gives her a smirk back before saying with a mouthful, "Eat your breakfast."
A/N: YAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY. JAY IS BACK. I am so sorry, this is my first time writing smutty things and it got SO SMUTTY SO FAST. I do apologize. I hope you guys didn't hate it? I dunno I was very afraid of this chapter because of it but it's not like I could tell ya guys that without spoiling it. PLEASE LEAVE ME REVIEWS and let me know how you liked it, what you'd like to see, etc etc. Also let me know if you'd read my new story, it'll be a more realistic version of linstead flirting and their first kiss and stuff let me know if it's something you'd be interested in reading?