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Here a very long overdue chapter 4. Hope you enjoy!
Chapter 4
Dark, brown eyes stare at her.
A few strands of soft, curly, dark brown hair tickle her face as she places a small kiss on the top of her head.
A beautifully adorable little girl she is.
Like her father.
The baby in her arms is no more than three months old. Blinking at her curiously and giggling all at the same time, her toothless smile brings a smile on her own lips too.
''Shh,'' she rocks her daughter in her arms gently.
It's been a year since the accident, the wound on her forehead is a silver line now and most of the scars on her hands have faded away. Leaving only the memories behind. She still has nightmares of the car crash and wakes up in the middle of the night drenched in sweat. Someone always dies and she's there to weep. First, it was her baby that died in her arms and then Derek again. Slumped back in the seat, blood pouring out of a deep gash on his head.
She closes her eyes for a brief moment and opens them again to look at the baby, asleep and safe in her mother's embrace. If only she could have her husband's arms wrapped around both of them as well, if only she could have him in her life again.
If only.
She stands up, walks to the crib, places the baby inside and lingers over her for a minute.
''Goodnight, Sweetheart.'' She kisses the baby once more. "Sleep tight Josie," she whispers.
A sigh escapes her mouth as she leaves from the room.
It's late at night, almost eleven o'clock and she's exhausted. Being a mother is one of the best, and nicest things in the world but it's tiring too. She takes out a glass from the cupboard and sets it on the table, and before she has the chance to fill it her phone rings.
''Hey, Jayje.'' she secures the phone between her ear and shoulder as she pours some water.
''Hey, you. Sorry for calling so late. Just wanted to check on you.'' She can hear a man's voice as well as her friend's.
''Everything is fine here. How about over there? You and Will enjoying your night?'' she teases.
JJ pauses.
''Yes,'' she says at last.
Emily laughs. Something that had come very rarely until Josephine was born. ''Better hang up the phone, sounds like someone is impatient''
''Very.'' JJ squirms and moans and Emily almost spits out the water she's drinking.
''Okay, I'm gonna go now. Goodnight.''
''Yes, sorry. Goodnight, Em,'' she says quickly. ''I told you to shut up Will, you're gonna wake Henry.''
Prentiss shakes her head and smiles. Those two need to get married already. And they will in a few months. She is going to tease them as much as they did at her wedding.
Ah, her wedding.
The ring is still on her finger, the diamonds shining under the light. She can't bring herself to remove it, and she doesn't want to.
They tell her to move on.
But she's stuck.
She runs a hand through her freshly-washed hair.
The house is so empty without him. Derek's mother Fran and his sisters visit from time to time, to see if she's all right. But they have a life too. Desiree is a grown woman now, has a man, a house. And Emily is happy for her.
She really is. And she wishes Derek was here too, to see his little sister.
And his daughter.
Once again, tears fill her eyes and she doesn't allow them to escape. Instead, she pads to their bedroom and before she reaches his office someone knocks on the door. She glances at her husband's old watch on her wrist.
She frowns, it's too late for visits.
The knocking continues, she opens the door and her jaw drops.
She greets the brown eyes she never thought she would see again. And God, she swears she hasn't seen them so alive before.
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