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He almost couldn't stand to look at her. Once again she was dressed in all black and crying. She had mascara and eyeliner smudged under her eyes, her nose was red, and her cheeks were puffy. She had been crying for about half an hour non-stop. To add to that Amelia and Daniella couldn't stop crying either. Both had cried themselves to sleep the night before and I think that broke Emilie's heart more. To see the girls that heartbroken tore her up even more. It hurt me too. The last thing I wanted to see was Emilie and the girls hurt like this.

"The service is about to start girls." Camille said walking up to us. It was eerie seeing everyone in all black again. Why did black have to be that depressing?

"Go on girls. I'll be there in a minute." Emilie sniffed and wiped her face. I sighed and walked over to her. "I'll be okay." she cried. I nodded and pulled her into my chest.

"Come on, let's get this over with." I whispered and kissed the top of her head. He walked her over the thick green grass and over to the hole that was dug. Everyone stood around it looking down. Camille and Jerry holding the girls to their sides, Angel leaning on a tree with Sofi and me holding Emilie's hand as we made it to the spot. The girls were a little mad that they couldn't have a bigger ceremony but Camille said that family was enough, family was all that mattered.

The service was short but sweet. Emilie and the girls got chocked up as Angel and Jerry helped lower him in and cover it up. I never realized how final all this was. I felt Emilie shake beside me and I pulled her closer. I saw a teary eyed Camille ask the girls if they were ready to go home and they nodded. Everyone embraced before we left.

Emilie was silent as she drove to the house. She seemed a little more calm but still looked distraught.

"You okay?" I asked. She nodded and little and sniffed a few times.

"I'm good." she whispered. "It's just sad."

"I know. It'll get better." I sighed and looked out the window. "Ya know I really don't see the big deal. He's in a better place, why be sad?"

Emilie snapped her head over to me and pulled the car over. She turned it off and stared at me like I had just grown a third head.

"Tell me you did not just say that?" she whispered.

"I did." I told her.

"He was family!" she hissed and sat back in her seat. "I cannot believe you could be so hateful."

"What?" I asked. "He was just a-a little scruffy runt. He's better off. He just couldn't handle the streets of Detroit." I told. I knew I was about to get smacked but I had to. This was all ridiculous. It was a freaking circus.

"He was more than that. He couldn't help that he was caught off guard." she defended. I sighed and shook my head. This was beyond crazy now. It was just hilarious. I earned my slap when I started laughing. I rubbed my arm and smiled over at her.

"Emilie! It's a freaking dog. He died. Oh well." I laughed. She got teary eyed again and glared at me.

"Jack! He was more than a dog. Louie meant a lot to the girls and to me. You just don't understand." she mumbled and started the car again. "If you really didn't care you should have just stayed at home with Bobby."

"Well, next time one of Amelia's mutt's dies, I will stay home." I chuckled.

She didn't speak to me the rest of the way home and for a minute I thought she was going to leave me in the car.

"I thought you were going to leave me for a minute there." I grinned as she pulled my crutches from the backseat of the car. She glared at me and handed them to me so I could get out.

"I might be mad, Jack, but I won't leave you to fend for yourself. I'm not Bobby." she smirked. I laughed and stood on the sidewalk so she could close my door. She started to walk away after she closed it but I caught her arm in time. She couldn't get but grin as I pulled her over to me. Her hands went to my chest and she looked up at me.

"Yes?" she asked coyly. I leaned down and her lips met mine halfway in a kiss. She moaned into my mouth as our tongues mingled. A kiss being the only action we had gotten since I woke up.

It had been almost a month now and I still wasn't cleared for 'strenuous activity' yet. It was killing me and her but we were making it. The last trip I had to the doctor he said I was starting to heal faster I might be able to loose the crutches in a week or two. My shoulder was doing good too. It was a little sore still but I could use it more now. I tried my best to convince Emilie that if she took over we could have a little fun but she said she was afraid she'd hurt me. I dropped it after an hour long fight. I figured it would kill me anyways, I liked being in control most of the time.

"I love you." I whispered when I pulled back. She smiled up at me and leaned up to kiss me.

"I love you, too." she whispered against my lips.

"Get your asses in the house!"

We both groaned and I flattened my feet to the ground and looked at Bobby in the door way. We had since fixed the house and though there were a few tiny things to fix, we got it done in record time. I still stayed at my place sometimes but I mainly stayed at the house so I could be with Jack. His crutches and too many stairs didn't go so well at my place. The down fall was Bobby and Angel.

Neither one would let us leave their sight. They had gotten really paranoid after Jack was released and it was starting to take it's toll.

"I'm going to kill him. Both of them." Jack growled and pulled away from me. I wasn't sure why Bobby and Angel were trying to hard to protect us now but they were weird. Angel and Bobby won't even touch me. I tried to give Angel a hug one day and he jumped. And Bobby's tried to give me a hug but pulled away at the last minute. It was quite aggravating.

"Want some help?" I smiled as we walked up the steps. He laughed and we walked into the living room. I helped him sit on the couch and took his crutches. "You thirsty?" I asked.

"Yeah, get me a beer please." he nodded. I walked into the kitchen and grabbed him a beer and me a soda. When I was walking back out Angel was walking in the front door.

"Why did you leave?" he yelled. I was stunned. "Answer me!" he yelled. I tried to open my mouth and say something but nothing would come out. I looked at him as tears filled my eyes.

"What the hell Angel?" Jack yelled walking into the foyer. I was going to yell at him for not being on his crutches but I couldn't, I just walked over to him and buried my face in his chest.

"What's going on?" Bobby asked walking up from behind Jack. I barely looked at him over Jack's shoulder but he knew I was crying.

"Angel comes in and just starts yelling at her. Scared her to fucking tears." Jack seethed rubbing my back.

"I didn't mean to." Angel sighed. "She left before I did." he told Bobby.

"What does it matter?!" I turned around and yelled and both men. "Ever since Jack got out you two have been crazy. You won't come near me, you won't talk to me, and you drive me a Jack crazy. What the hell? Sweet is dead. So is Fowler. What's the danger?" I yelled. Jack held my waist with one hand, making sure that if I did move I'd make him fall.

"Nothing. We just want to make sure you two are safe." Bobby defended.

"Safe from what? Is there something you're not telling us?" Jack asked. "And what does that have to do with not talking to Emilie. Both of you have ignored her since I've been awake."

"There's nothing to worry about." Bobby told us and started to walk off. I grabbed his arm and waited for him to move my hand. When he went to touch it he stopped and just jerked his arm away.

"What did I do?" I whispered looking at him and Angel, both looked away. "You won't even look me in the eye." I felt tears fall down again and moved back into Jack's arms.

"He told me, Diddle." I heard Angel whisper. I looked back at him and saw the sadness in his face.

"Who told you what?" I asked harshly.

"Fowler. He told me-" he stopped.

"We know he fucking touched you!" Bobby yelled out of nowhere. My jaw dropped and Jack pushed me back to hold me at arms length.

"He did what?!" he yelled at me. I moved form his grip and turned to Bobby and Angel.

"What?" I asked.

"When I was coming upstairs. Fowler made the comment about what kind of, of-" Angel stuttered and pointed to my jeans. "Underwear you wear." he whispered.

"Did he fucking touch you?" Jack yelled. I looked back at him and saw an anger I had never seen before. "You didn't fucking tell me this, Emilie."

"Maybe she was scared." Angel defended. Jack shot him a glare.

"Again, I'm the only one whose had the guts to look at her or talk to her this past month. She'd tell me!" he yelled back.

"Her boyfriend?" Bobby laughed out loud then got serious. "You'd think she'd tell you if some guy touched or raped her?" he yelled.

"Yeah, you would be the last person she told, you're hurt." Angle piped up.

This whole time I stood between the three of them as they yelled back and forth over my head about something they had no idea about. No one took the time to ask me and no on seemed to care. I covered my ears and closed my eyes before opening my mouth and letting out a high pitched scream. I held it for as long as I could and then stopped. I opened my eyes and saw all three men covering their ears. Jack opened his eyes first and looked over at me. He knew I was upset because all the anger was gone out of his eyes.

"Babe." he whispered. I held my hand up to silence him and turned to Bobby and Angel.

"So that's why you haven't talked to me? Why you haven't looked at me?" I hissed, tears threatening to spill from my eyes. "Because you think Fowler touched me?" I asked.

"He knew what kind-" Angel started.

"Shut up!" I screamed and pointed my finger at them both. "If that's the way you'd act around someone that was sexually assaulted, you both are worthless pieces of shit."

"We thought you needed space." Bobby spoke up, softly.

"That's not giving me space! That's abandoning me." I screamed. All three men stayed quiet and only Jack was brave enough to speak after a minute or so.

"Did he touch you?" he asked. I kept staring at Bobby and Angel as I answered him.

"Not in that way. I needed to go to the bathroom and he wouldn't untie me. So I sucked it up and let him help me get my jeans off. He started to pull my underwear down and I sat before he could-" I stopped and let a few tears fall. "He stared and scarped the edge of my thigh, that's it. He didn't get any kind of view or do any kind of sexual assaulting. He was just being an ass." I explained.

I'm sorry I yelled at you, babe." Jack whispered. I stared at Angel and Bobby for a few more seconds before grabbing my keys and looking at Jack.

"Come on." I told him.

"Where are-" Bobby started.

"None of your fucking business." I hissed at him and helped Jack out the door. It was time me and Jack got some peace.

I knew better than to talk to her at this point. I knew her too well. She didn't want to talk, she wanted silence. She wanted to know that everything was okay and that nothing needed to be said. So I kept quiet. If I had anything at all to say, I'd ask later but I was not going to bug her about it now. It was like the day I woke up. She wanted peace and quiet.

I laid there after the doctor's poked and prodded me. I had woken up to find Paisley here and she ran off to find a doctor then ran off to find Emilie and my brothers. It didn't long for them to get back.

They all piled into the room and crowded around the bed but the only one I didn't see was Emilie. Angel, Jerry and Bobby were shouting and laughing that I was okay and when Sofi moved I could finally see her. She was leaning on the door frame, looking over at me. I crooked my finger and beckoned her over. Jerry saw what I did and realized that they had bummed rushed Emilie out the way. He moved over and let her sit on the side of the bed. She took one of my hands in hers as my other went up to her face. I saw the tears spill over as she smiled at me. We didn't say a word but after a few moments she started to get aggravated.

"Hey!" she yelled as softly as she could and everyone stopped talking to look at her. "could you just hush please?" she begged. "Hush or leave."

She looked back down at me and kissed the palm of my hand as it slid down her face. We didn't notice when everyone left us alone. We both wanted to cry while telling each other how worried we were and how much we loved each other, but we really didn't need to. They might have gone unspoken but that didn't mean they weren't said.

After a long trip up the stairs to her apartment we were finally where we wanted to be.

Alone. Alone and in her big comfy bed.

"I missed this." she whispered and drew circles on my bare chest. I smiled down at her and ran my thumb over her cheek.

"Me too." I agreed and kissed her head. We laid there for a while listening to the soft music playing from the radio. I'd run my fingers through her hair and she'd trace images on my chest, I'd lightly swat at her when she got to my ribs. But it was silent, perfect.

"I heard you." I whispered to her. I looked up at the ceiling and continued when I didn't feel her look up at me. "In the snow and in the ambulance, I heard you."

Her finger stopped moving on my chest and she laid still.

"I heard you screaming to come get me. I heard you begging me to stay…" my voice cracked and I looked own when I felt something fall on my chest. I saw her closed squeezed shut and the tears spilling out of them. I pulled her up and made her face me.

"I was so scared Jack. I thought I had lost you." she cried. I cupped her face with my hands and wiped her tears away.

Truth was, I was afraid I had lost her too. I thought I had let her down. I promised I'd never leave and I was afraid I was doing just that. After the second shot it got really hazy but I do remember her being with me in the ambulance and holding my hand. It made me fight all the more too. I couldn't leave her.

"I'm sorry, baby." I whispered. She shook her head and sniffed.

"It's no ones fault. I hate that it happened but it did." she whispered and looked up at me. "But you're okay. You're home, I'm home. It's okay now. Everything worked out in the end."

"Yes, it did." I smiled. "Can I ask you something?" I asked slowly. She tilted her head and smiled.

"I would have told you if he touched me more than he did." she whispered. "I couldn't keep something that like from you." I smiled and leaned up to kiss her.

"Thank you." I smiled. She looked at my watch and smiled before sitting up on the bed.

"Take a bath with me. Let's just relax. " she said and moved to get off the bed. I raised my brow and looked own at my left leg.

"It's going to be hard to get comfy with this." I told her. She shook her head and held her hands out.

"I got this covered." she smiled and pulled me up. She got me to my feet and left the room real quick. She came back with a few plastic bags and tape. I laughed when she helped me to the bathroom and sat me on the toilet. I shook my head the whole time she wrapped my cast up and admired her work.

"It's gorgeous!" she clapped and started the bathwater.

"And how are we going to do this, exactly?" I asked as the water filled the big garden bath tub.

"Well, you're going to get in first and rest your leg on the rise." she smiled and pointed to the tiny ledge. "And I will make my self comfy wherever I can."

"Alright, whatever you say." I laughed. She turned the faucet off and smirked at me.

"I say get undressed."

I grinned and stood up to peel my shirt off. She walked over and helped me get my shorts off and I slowly stepped in the tub as she got undressed. I laid back and set my foot off to the side, hoping it didn't get wet. I looked up at Emilie as she crawled into the tub and settled herself between my legs and laid her back on my chest.

"See? Told you it work. It's not that hard." she sighed. I wrapped my arms around her and laid my head back.

"Yeah, don't rub it in, Em." I laughed.

I laughed and looked up at him.

"I wasn't. I was just saying." I smiled and snuggled back into his chest. I smiled contently as we laid there in the warm tub, relaxing. No Bobby, no Angel, no Sofi, no problems.

"I love this." I sighed.

"God, me too." Jack chuckled. "You do realize that now that we are here, I'm not leaving. My leg is sore from the stairs." I turned to look at him and glared.

"Why didn't you say anything?" I asked.

"Because we needed to get out of my house, desperately. I'd rather be locked in your's than be over at mine." he laughed. I nodded and turned back around.

"If it keeps it up let me know. We'll need to tell the doctor." I told him. I shivered when he kissed the back of my neck.

"Yes, ma'am." he whispered. I grinned and leaned back into him more. I snaked my hand around the back of his head and played with his hair as he kissed my neck. I was about to protest when his hands drifted down my stomach and towards my legs, but his other hand grabbed my chin and pulled me in for a rough kiss. I tightened my grip on his hair as his hand sank further down my body and deeper into the water.

I knew the past month had been hard on us. We go through the most heart wrenching time of our lives and the last thing we can do is be intimate with one another. Luckily, we did love each other so just being there for each other helped but now it was getting to both of us.

I moaned into his mouth feeling his fingers started to caress me. I felt him smirk against my lips and I pulled him closer to deepen the kiss. My body jerked a little when his fingers entered me. It felt like I hadn't been touched in forever. The kiss became even more hungry than before as he moved his fingers inside me. Even though it was far from what we both wanted, just the slightest most intimate touch set off a million different emotions. One being the desire to be with him again and another being the emptiness of knowing that if he had died that day, I'd never feel his touch or his kiss again. This made me want it all the more. To cherish it as it was the last time.

"Jack." I breathed, pulling away from his kiss. His grip was tight as he held me close to his body, not wanting me to move or go anywhere. I moved my hips to met his hand as the heat started to rise in the pit of my stomach. I licked my lips and panted as his fingers moved quicker. I felt his lips behind my ear and he nipped and sucked on my neck. My hand moved to his wrist when he added another finger but he grabbed it and pinned it to the bottom of the tub.

"Stop it." he growled and continued moving. I groaned and scraped the bottom of the tub as I felt him slowly push me over the edge.

"Jack, please." I gasped and ran my free hand behind his neck. He sent me a small smirk before pressing his lips to mine. I greedily sought his tongue and gripped his hair. My back arched and I shook as he brought me to my peak. He held me tight and kissed me until I was done. I peeled my lips from him as whined a little when his fingers left me. We sat there for a few minutes. Sneaking kisses and tangling our fingers in each others hair. It wasn't until our fingers started to get wrinkly and the water cold, that we decided to get out.

I stood up from the tub, earning a smirk from Jack, and grabbed a towel to wrap around me. After I had it secured I helped him out and handed him a towel. We dried off before we walked over to the bed. I pulled out my night dress and slipped it over my head as Jack stepped into his boxers. I pulled the covers back and looked over at Jack. He grinned and laid down in the middle of the bed. I smiled and crawled next to him, laying my head on his chest and closing my eyes.

"I love you, Em." he whispered, playing with my hair. I nuzzled his chest and kissed it softly before looking up at him.

"I love you too, Jackie." I smiled. He ran a thumb over my cheek and laid his head back. I sighed and closed my eyes. The last thing that ran through my mind was the thought that if we survived this we could survive anything. Almost looking him made me realize how much I need him, how much I love him. It also made me realize that I'd to whatever it took to keep him safe, to keep us together. And that he would do the same. That was a happy and a scary thought at the same time.

AHHH did I have ya going there for a moment? :)

Anywho, I have most of the next chapter done. I'm working on it as we speak and it will be up soon. It's kind of a second part. The address will be revealed soon. It's all leading up to it. I have the next four chapters outlined and I hope you all enjoy it. Jack and Emilie aren't going anywhere anytime soon! And it feels so good to get back to writing my stuff instead of add tid bits of my stuff to the movie...lol. I felt like I haven't really written anything for this in a while...lol. But thanks for sticking with me.

Long live Jack Mercer! LOL