13
C.J. wasn't exactly a stranger to the emergency room waiting area. She paced all over the floor after the information desk told her that two people, a male and female were being brought in from Joshua Blake's house.
They wheeled in the male and C.J. honestly couldn't tell if it was Matt or not. She assumed it was and ran over but the security guard grabbed her, holding her back. She cried out, "Matt! I'm here...I'm not leaving, I love you...Matt!" They wheeled him past her and were shouting out orders among themselves for the drugs needed to keep his heart pumping, the defibrillator, and other equipment as they began hooking everything up.
A nurse who left the room then grabbed some little tubes and told another nurse who was helping out, not noticing C.J. there, "Better call downstairs, I don't think this one is gonna make it. Too much poison is already in the system." They gathered their things and ran back in.
C.J. started having trouble breathing herself. Tears started to form, "No, no, no..." He had to make it. Forcing her feet to move she got back to the waiting area reminding herself how much he had survived already. This was just a little carbon monoxide poisoning or something. He's been shot, stabbed, hit by cars, no, he would surely survive this too. It was just never easy, the waiting.
As she took another breath, willing her heart to slow down the second ambulance arrived. Chris lay still unconscious with an oxygen mask over her face and Warren whispering to her. C.J. tried to go over to her too, but that same guard kept her away. The ones attending to her didn't seem nearly as panicked so at least there was some good news.
She had called Roy but only got his machine. Apparently he was out with Lucy again. Taking another deep breath she walked around more and more thinking about all the different times she had done this in the years they had been together. 'Everything will be just fine' she kept telling herself over and over.
After about 30 minutes, Warren came out and told her, "They're moving Chris upstairs and keeping her overnight, just thought you should know."
C.J. nodded and took another deep breath, "Good, that's good. At least she's going to be ok."
Warren then said, "She shouldn't have been there, but we can talk about that later. I'm not leaving her." He then turned and went back.
C.J. just sat down again, willing her heart to stop racing. Her body was tense in a fight or flight type way. All she could think of was whether or not Matt would make it this time.
She didn't see them take Blake up to intensive care or the new arrival who came in through another entrance who ended up in the same room Blake had just left. This was a car accident victim who only had seconds to live. All C.J. heard was a Code Blue to the room she thought Matt was in. She knew what that meant and ran in that direction.
The guard stopped her again, but she pushed him back. He had her hands behind her as they struggled for a couple of minutes before the doctor came out slowly and said, "I'm calling it, better inform the family. There was just too much damage."
C.J. screamed out, "Nooooo!" Another guard came over to hold her back too as she screamed through the tears, "No, you have to keep, you can't stop, you can't let him die."
She started fighting the guards when Matt ran in and grabbed her from behind. He spoke directly in her ear, "C.J., its ok..."
C.J. spun around and tried to get away but the guards grabbed her again, "Matt..." she cried through the tears, "I thought..."
Matt told the guards, "Let go of my wife, now." His hands were on her face.
The first guard said, "She's causing a disturbance."
Matt then told them, "Then let her go and I can take her home. She won't be causing a disturbance then now will she. If you don't, you'll have a much bigger disturbance on your hands." The look he shot the two made them release C.J.
She moved quickly into his embrace as he held her tightly. Her tears dampening his shirt, she told him, "I thought that was you. When they called they said you and a woman had called in that a man and woman were hurt and then I saw Chris come in after you or who I thought was you..."
Matt explained into the top her head, still refusing to let her go, "That was Joshua Blake, honey, it wasn't me. I'm just fine." He then pulled back to see the tears continuing to fall and told her, "I'm right here."
She nodded her head and said trying to calm down, "Hold me..." He took her back in his arms again, holding her even tighter. She started to calm down, her body coming down from the heightened state of worry she had been in for the last hour. She sunk into his chest. All she could say then was, "I'm so glad...I'm so glad you're alright."
Matt pulled back and wrapped his arm around her waist, leading her over to the couches, "Here, sit down and I'll go check to see how Chris is."
She told him, "Warren came out a little while ago and told me they were keeping her here overnight."
He nodded and then asked, "I'm sure she's in good hands then. We'll go see her for just a little while and then go home ok? I'll drive. I can have your car picked up, come on."
She agreed and he kept his hand around her waist still as they got to the information desk to get her room number and then the elevator.
His hand rubbed her back and slipped easily around her waist. They barely spoke in the elevator or walking down the hallway to her hospital room. They didn't really need to talk but communicated through touch.
When they got to her room they could hear Warren telling her, "He's fine, I swear. Honey you just need to lay back and rest here. Let the medicine do what its supposed to do, ok. I distinctly remember you telling me that over and over again, now you need to do the same."
They came in as Chris told him back, "Jacob I'll rest much better when I see that for myself. Houston had to have been affected too..." Then she saw him and C.J. walk in.
Matt told her, "Warren is right, Chris. Just relax there in bed and take it easy. I'm fine." He walked over with C.J. and both gave her a hug.
Warren then told him, "Can I speak with you outside?" They nodded to one another as C.J. sat down on the bed beside Chris.
When they got outside Warren expressed his displeasure with what happened to Chris. "Why? Exactly why did you feel the need to take her out with you to conduct an interview with a murder suspect?"
Matt never liked being griped at and Warren wasn't exactly yelling, but still making it clear he wasn't happy. However, Matt knew the source of his anger and it actually made him feel a little better about the whole situation. Chris had dated so many losers that would never have said anything to Matt like this. This was actually a little refreshing to him. So he replied, "Warren I really didn't think there was any danger in taking her with me. You know as well as I do how much she likes that band. She asked to go. I would never do anything to put Chris in danger, she's been my friend for years and I care a great deal about what happens to her."
Warren then relented a little as he ran his hand through his own hair, "I know she likes that stupid band, but with the death threats they've been getting you shouldn't have taken her with you."
Matt then told him, "Yeah, Blake mentioned something about threats. I didn't know about them until I got there. He showed me the note. I'm guessing now that whoever sent it was serious."
Warren then stopped suddenly and looked at him, "You're right. I thought it was some kind of stunt, maybe even by the band to get more publicity but I guess I was wrong. Hoyt will probably want to..." Suddenly it hit Warren that he had just left a crime scene to go in the ambulance with Chris and knew Hoyt was probably going to be angry.
Matt read the expression on his face and anticipated his thoughts saying, "Yes Hoyt will probably want to talk to you, and yell at you, but don't worry. He yells at me all the time. Just take a couple of deep breaths and count to ten. You'll be fine." He patted Warren on the back as Hoyt then approached.
Before Warren could even start his defense Hoyt said, putting up his hand, "I don't want to hear it right now, detective. I am assuming you are here to get a statement from the victim. That's the only thing I can justify to my superiors right now, understand?"
Warren nodded and said, "I'll go get that statement now." Hoyt nodded and he went back in.
Chris and C.J. had been talking since Matt and Warren stepped out. Chris told her, "I'm so glad Houston's ok. I was worried when I woke up in here."
C.J. rubbed her arms and said, "Yes, I am too." She shook her head, "I thought for a second he wasn't. That's the one part of the job I hate, the waiting."
Chris nodded, "I remember when Warren got hurt protecting me. I never want to go through that again. I don't what I'd do if I lost him."
C.J. smiled and then said, "You really do love him. I can tell. Have you thought any more about how you want to tell him?"
Chris smiled then and chuckled for a second, "Actually I had this whole thing planned for tonight, but it looks like I'll have to change my plans."
C.J. told her, "Well tomorrow night is just as good as tonight."
Chris smiled, "I know, I just don't want to wait anymore, its killing me. I really do think I want to move forward with him. I know what that means though...having to get used to him putting himself in danger all the time." She shook her head for a second, "I just hope I don't have too many trips to the emergency room in my future."
Warren then walked in and only caught the last sentence, not realizing it was about him. So he said, "I hope you don't either. That was pretty nerve wracking if you ask me."
Chris then said sitting up, "Well how do you think I felt when you got shot. Trust me, I don't want to sit in that waiting room any more than you do."
Warren told her, "Yeah, but with me its different. You don't have anything to worry about. I can take care of myself."
Chris cut him off, "Oh and I can't?" She wasn't exactly angry, just wanting to lay down so rules here.
Warren then said as C.J. started to get up and move out quietly with a little smile on her face, "I didn't say that, I'm just saying that hearing that call come in about you worried me. Listen, I do this for a living, I know how to handle dangerous situations."
Chris was saying as C.J. got to the door, "I know you do, but that doesn't stop me from worrying..."
Matt and Hoyt had been talking and all C.J. caught was, "Well, I guess my questions for Blake will have to wait until he's out of intensive care." As C.J. came out she put her arm around his waist, which immediately got his attention and his arm went around hers.
Hoyt told them both, "Well, I'm calling it a day. Its late and Anne is already furious that I've cancelled dinner plans with her twice already this week. I'm assuming Warren is getting a statement from Chris?"
C.J. nodded and said, "I can assure you they are definitely talking about what happened today."
Hoyt rubbed his face and then said, "Well, I have your statement Houston. I'll see you two tomorrow. Take care." Then he left.
Matt kissed C.J.'s forehead again and said, "Let's go home, honey." She nodded and the two went out to his car. She told him she could probably drive herself, but he insisted he drive them both.
They got to the beach house and C.J. noticed Greg and Brad, their security men in the parking spaces they usually occupy when watching their place. She asked Matt, "Why are Greg and Brad watching the house?"
Matt took a deep breath, he had hoped to avoid telling her about seeing the car watching it. "Honey, I didn't want to worry you, but I think I may have seen someone keeping tabs on us. They're just out there to keep a look out."
They parked and both got out, her slipping her hand in his as they walked on the sidewalk around to the door of the beach house. As soon as they both got in the door, she turned around, both arms around his waist and pulled his lips toward hers.
Her arms stayed around his waist as she continued to kiss him walking backwards, trying to lead the two of them up to the bedroom. His arms had gone around to her back and then moved to her face, suddenly moving to her back at her shoulders so she could balance as she took that first step on the stairwell.
He stopped the two of them, pulled back and then picked her up. Before she could say anything his mouth was claiming hers again as he cautiously made his way with her up the stairs. Once they got in their room he laid her on the bed and then unfastened her pants sliding them off with her panties.
She sat up, "Matt, let me..." He knew she wanted to do to him what he was about to do to her, but he just smiled and shook his head.
He told her, "Just take your shirt off and relax." The look in his eye of desire when he said that coupled with the love she could feel emanating from him made her do just that. She laid there, completely naked in front of him while he still remained fully clothed.
He smiled again and leaned over her, kissing her on the lips. Then he moved his lips down to her chest which started moving up and down more rapidly now. Her eyes, rolling in the back of her head as he settled for a while on her breasts. Then his hands moved lower, preparing her for when his tongue would replace them. She arched again and moaned as she could barely stand it anymore. She was almost begging him, "Matt...I need you, please...I need..."
At that point he smiled and ran his hand over her there one more time before standing up, undressing slowly in front of her and settled back down on top of her. He whispered in her ear, "Just relax and feel that, feel me inside you. I love you, C.J., I can't get enough of you." He started to move slowly at first and then would change the tempo and the position. Their kissing just intensified with each stroke it seemed.
She had come so close to losing him she thought, that she just didn't want this to end, ever. Neither of them did. Finally she really could take no more and seeing that sent him into a climax stronger than any he had felt in a while. He continued kissing her though for almost a whole hour afterward before the two cuddled in each others arms going to sleep.
Thinking she had lost Matt had shaken her to the core and he felt that in their lovemaking. He only hoped she had felt how deeply he loved her in his.