A/N: Thank you all for reading the story and leaving kind and helpful reviews! Right now I'm shooting for one more chapter, but I might end up with six depending on what you all think. When you finish reading the chapter feel free to answer the question I have at the bottom. Also, please remember that italics represent the characters inner thoughts, and a new line represents the other character speaking. Happy reading! xx
Jamie sat in the back of cab car utterly confused. A million thoughts ran through his head, the most prominent one being that he was in love with Eddie. He knew he has had feelings for her for a while, but the way she whispered in his ear on the rooftop made his body feel something he had never felt before, not even with Sydney. Jamie looked in the rearview mirror to try and break his thoughts and saw Eddie's eyes staring back at him. She didn't break her gaze like she would normally do when they were having a moment that made them question their feelings for each other, instead, she just smiled. Jamie fixed his gaze out the window to try and hide the dorky grin creeping onto his face. It didn't work.
The cab pulled up to Jamie's apartment. Eddie paid and got out. She ran up ahead into the building and to Jamie's door. She pulled out the key that he had given her and went inside, leaving the latch in between the door and it's frame so Jamie could easily get in. She put down her purse and heard Jamie's footsteps coming closer to the door. Eddie instantly felt herself getting warmer. It's hot in here. I really need to tell Jamie to turn on the A/C. Eddie knew that wasn't the real reason she felt her temperature rising, but convinced herself of it anyways. She faced away from the door and took off her sweatshirt. As she went to lift it over her head, her left sleeve got caught on the face of her watch. Eddie starting spinning around the living room and kitchen trying to free herself from the overwhelming heat of the sweatshirt that now seemed to take over her whole body. When she finally succeeded in getting the sweatshirt off, she was facing the door. She saw Jamie standing in the doorway looking at her, not moving a muscle.
"What?" she said looking confused. "What's wrong?"
"You u-uh los-" he replied pointing to her stomach. Eddie looked down and realized that she had removed more than her sweatshirt. Her face turned bright red as she dropped to the floor and started pulling her lilac sweater from her NYPD sweatshirt. Jamie shut the door behind him and went over to her as she has untangled the two tops. "Hey, hey", he said noticing a single tear running down her face "what's wrong"
"You pro-promised," she said through more tears "We were supposed to talk about this, what we were, and now here I am standing in the middle of your apartment wearing nothing but a-" Jamie interrupted her cries with a kiss. It was slow and meaningful, and Eddie loved how it felt on her salty lips. Jamie knew that Eddie wasn't crying out of embarrassment or a broken promise. He knew the real reason and hoped his kiss would remedy that, even if only for a few seconds. Jamie broke from the kiss after a few seconds. He took her hand and led her to his couch, where he told her to sit there. He went into his room and grabbed the comforter off his bed and the Claddagh ring from inside his nightstand. He made his way back to the living room to find Eddie where he left her, wiping the tears from her face.
"You gonna put a shirt on Janko?"
"Oh I-uh," she said getting up
"Relax, I'm joking," he said throwing the blanket at her. "This is better for both of us". Her eyebrow arched.
"More efficient?" she asked with a smile. "For spoiling?" Jamie laughed and pulled Eddie onto his lap. He laced his fingers through her hair as she pressed her head into his shoulders.
"Eddie I'm hot," Jamie said after a few minutes. "I'm not used to being under this heavy blanket with a shirt on and a person on top of me."
"Well," replied Eddie, "I can only fix one of those things." She shifted herself so she was faced Jamie and pulled his cotton t-shirt away from him. She threw it on the floor and snuggled back into her previous position. She loved the way her skin felt on his, and by the sound, Jamie let out when she shifted back into his lap, she could tell he did too.
Despite their playful flirting and banter, another silence filled the room. This wasn't as awkward as the one on the Met rooftop. Instead, it was a silence because both Eddie and Jamie needed to figure out what they wanted to say, and how they wanted to say it.
"May I please have another hint, Ms. Janko?" Jamie asked breaking the silence. Eddie looked up puzzled.
"Ms. Janko? Really?" she laughed. " A hint for what?"
"Your phone password shortie"
"Well, It's five digits long," she said poking hardly in the abs for his snarky remark. He gave out a slight puff of air as if Eddie's finger barely made a difference.
"C'mon Janko that's it? Give me something else, something deep."
"Alright," she said and thought for a minute. "The password to my phone identifies," she looked into Jamie's eyes, "the only person I've ever really loved. Jamie just stared back into her eyes. "How's that for deep?' she asked turning back into her original position. As she was settling back down, she felt something small and square in Jamie's pocket. That better not be what I think it is. A ring? No, it can't be. He's not going to propose. We've never even dated. He would never go against the patrol guide, he's way too much of a boy scout for that. she smiled at the thought. That's not Reagan… right?" As her thoughts swirled around her, Eddie felt herself falling into a deep sleep, right in Jamie's arms.
It only took Jamie twenty minutes to realize Eddie was sleeping. He was mesmerized by the rhythmic inhale and exhale of her body in his arms. He wished more than anything that this was going to turn into something real. But, he was aware of the reality. He knew that they would keep up their facade until tomorrow, when Jamie had to go to Sunday Dinner, without Eddie, and they would meet back at the precinct on Monday, pretending like they hadn't kissed twice, went to the Met, lied in each others arms skin to skin, pretending like nothing happened. Jamie lifted Eddie up and carried her to his room and laid her down in bed. He placed her on the left side of the bed and crawled into the right. He unwillingly turned his back to her, putting up the glass wall that so desperately wants to be shattered.
Jamie woke up to Eddie mumbling in her sleep. He looked at the clock which read 3:27. He really wanted to wake Eddie up from her mumbling and hold her in his arms, but he knew better than that. He turned back over to his side of the bed and tried to fall asleep.
"6….6…..60...". Eddie's mumbles suddenly became easier to understand. "...60...605…" Jamie became understandably intrigued. "...605….6052...52….6052…6052-"
"8," Eddie and Jamie said at the same time. Jamie didn't know what to do.
"60528" Jamie muttered. That was his number. Why was Eddie saying it in her sleep? As much as he knew he shouldn't awaken Eddie, he knew that he had to find out why she was reciting it.
"Eddie...Eddie, wake up" Eddie stirred slightly by remained asleep. Jamie placed a hand on her side and noticed that she was burning hot. "Eddie!" he said his voice a little louder than before. Eddie jolted up from her sleep, sweat pooling between her brows.
"What! What's wrong!" Eddie asked with fear in her eyes. Jamie rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly.
"You-um-were really hot and mumbling in your sleep and I wanted to make sure you were okay. He looked down. "I'm sorry if I shouldn't have woken you."
"No, no, your fine Jamie, thank you." Eddie got up from the bed, still dressed how she was on the couch and made her way to Jamie's bathroom. As soon as she walked inside she locked the door and slid her back down it to the floor. She sat there for a minute, staring at the tile floor until she got up and began to splash some water on her face. Maybe I didn't say his numbers. I mean I sure as hell was thinking about me telling him but maybe I just mumbled nonsense. Yea… nonsense." Even she wasn't convinced. Eddie dried her face with Jamie's towel, which smelled just like the aftershave she loved so much. She stepped out into the bedroom to find Jamie sitting upright staring her in the eyes. She knew what he was going to say.
"Eddie, we need to talk about something." She decided she would be oblivious to what he was talking about.
"Um, sure what about?" she smiled and sat down on the bed across from him.
"Well, you know how I said you were mumbling in your sleep your sleep?" she nodded. "You were reciting my badge number, Eddie. Over and over, you kept reciting it." Her face turned a slight shade of red, which she masked by grabbing his hand and sliding closer to him, resting her head on his shoulders.
"I know" she replied calmly "60528"
"Why?" he asked turning her to face him. "Do you always do that?" She laughed.
"No, I don't ever do that," she said
"Well, why tonight?" he asked puzzled. She broke from Jamie's grip, got up from the bed, and went out into the living room. She came back a moment later with her phone in her hand. She slid onto the bed and tossed it to Jamie. He stared at the screen for a minute before slowly typing in his badge number to her phone. As he clicked the last number, he felt his heart clench with disbelief. The phone unlocked.
"Eddie I don't know what say." he smiled. "But I know what I can do." He threw the phone back to her and reached into his nightstand, pulling out the Claddagh ring." He turned back to Eddie. "Eddie Janko, I don't know what we are right here, right now, but I know what we could be, and more importantly, I know what I want us to be." He opened the ring box. Eddie gasped. "Relax, Janko it's not an engagement ring or anything. It's a Claddagh ring. It's a typical Irish ring that symbolizes friendship, love, and loyalty.
"Everything I want us to be" Eddie whispered with tears welling in her eyes. Jamie took the silver ring out of the box and slid it onto her right index finger with the heart facing hers.
"It represents us. How we are not quite single, but technically dating. I don't want to rush things yet but-" Eddie took the slip of paper that was in the box describing how to wear ring and read it over quickly. She slid the ring off her right hand and onto the left, with the heart facing Jamie's.
"I know we aren't officially engaged," she said eyes still trying to hold back tears, but I know will be one day." Jamie pulled Eddie closer to him silently agreeing with her proposal.
"Password to my heart, huh," he said through her hair. "Kinda corny Janko." She scoffed.
"You love it," she said pretending to be offended.
"I do," he replied. Eddie looked up at Jamie and rubbed the pad of her thumb over his sharp jawline. "The future Mrs. Jameson Reagan," she said matching his smile "I like the sound the sound of that"
"I do too," he said, wrapping his arm around her waist and lying back down. He pulled her close and intertwined their hands. He kissed the top of her head and rested his chin upon it. The two lied in bed silently listening to each other breathing. Soon enough, more than just their hands became intertwined in a feeling they both never wanted to forget.
A/N pt 2: Thank you all so much for reading. As I mentioned above I have a poll for you all. Please feel free to leave your review of the story followed by the number that describes how you would like the story to continue. xx - Sydney
1. End the story here
2. Have one more chapter having Eddie frantically get ready for Sunday Dinner and the car ride over
3. Number 2 plus another {short} chapter following Sunday Dinner (Sunday Dinner will not be written in) in which Eddie and Jamie talk about how the family reacted and their future as partners, both police and romantically.