A/N Have fun reading! :-)

Epilogue

Eddie opened her eyes, slowly focusing, her bedroom still dark in the middle of the night, accept for the two candles flickering on a nightstand. She stretched beneath the sheets, the weight of Jamie lying against her, a warm blanket of limbs and his head on her chest. She tentatively brushed a hand over his hair, her fingers gliding through the soft short strands, still messy and spiked. He stirred at the feel of her touch and mumbled something she couldn't hear. "Jamie," she whispered. He mumbled again, his breath tickling her skin, but she couldn't hear him. "What?" Her voice was soft and sleepy.

"I said…no." The palm of his hand slid over her hip.

"No, what?" She whispered back.

He yawned. "I can't do it again." His voice was sated and drowsy. He turned and pressed a kiss between her breasts and rested his cheek back against her as he whispered. "I'm beat."

She chuckled, his head moving up and down with the motion of her chest. "Well whose fault was that?"

He spoke with his eyes still closed. "The first time, mine." His hand moved from her hip to her abdomen, his fingers tenderly drawing a circle around her naval. "The second time, yours."

She remembered their drive home and sitting in her living room having a drink, and then long, deliriously slow kisses that rendered them incapable of stopping. It had been warm and decadent and funny and passionate all at the same time. "Oh, yeah, I guess that second time was my fault." Her heart skipped a beat at the memory of his sweet cries of ecstasy, falling a part around her, and breathlessly whispering his love in her ear. Her toes curled in to the mattress.

He nodded, the stubble on his face bristling against her. He stretched, his long limbs sliding beneath the sheets and around her, moving beside her and resting his face on the pillow across from her. He loved looking in to her eyes, which looked more beautiful than he had ever seen them. He hoped he had something to do with the twilight that glittered in them. They had turned another corner and had changed their partnership forever. They had also turned everything upside down, but it seemed all the pieces fit together. "Everything ok?" His hand reached for hers and he laced their fingers together.

His voice had sounded unsure. She leaned over and brushed her lips against his, her tongue tenderly dipping in to his mouth, teasing and tasting him until he sighed, her arms reaching for him again. Her breath mingled with his and she quietly murmured in to his mouth. "Yes, yes, yes…" She curled against him and looked at his shoulder. The healed bullet wound was an angry souvenir of the night he was shot. She carefully touched a finger tip to the puckered skin, tracing the scarred tissue.

He watched as she touched him. "I've got a matching one further south." Her eyes looked up at him suggestively, eliciting his immediate reaction. "No. Not happening. Don't even think about it…"

She laughed and rested her head against his shoulder, nuzzling against him. "Hey, you know what?"

"What?"

"Do you realize that we're in the same spots as where we sat in the squad car?"

Jamie glanced down. "Huh, I guess you're right," he said, surprised to find himself on the left side of the bed and she was on the right. "Maybe guys just sleep on the left?"

The assumption rolled around in her mind. "Not necessarily. I've known…" She stopped. The partnership had changed and she knew they needed to change with it. "Yeah, maybe so," she said instead.

"Guess that still makes us partners." His fingers slid through her hair. He still needed to ask her something before they left their police partnership behind forever. "Hey….can I ask you something?"

"Always." Her arms tightened around him.

"When you changed the roll call roster with Rigetti, that day of my incident," his voice was soft and quiet, "Was it because of this?"

She turned her head to see his eyes. She could tell he was earnest and needed to know. "No, it wasn't because of this." One of her fingers pointed to the mattress. "It was because of this," she said, her finger tapping on his chest, over his heart. "I realized I couldn't protect my partner, or back him up, like I should because I fell in love with him. And I thought changing the roster would be the best thing for both of us."

His heart ached at her honesty. She had been let down a lot in her life, and he knew trust was difficult for her. "Why didn't you tell me?" He reached for her hand and slid his fingers through hers, clasping them together against his chest.

She took a deep breath. "I was afraid of the answer. Afraid you didn't feel that way."

He adjusted his head on the pillow, making sure she could see his eyes. "You've kind of been the only woman in my life for a long time, Eddie. I guess I tried to ignore it, too, because I liked working with you so much. But then I realized it wasn't the work, but having you all to myself."

"Me, too," she said, squeezing his hand in hers. "Still partners?"

He reached his arms around her, until he was looking down in to her eyes again, loving the smile on her face. Maybe there would be a third time...and a life time. "I'm not going anywhere." He promised, kissing her again, deeply, in to her soul, wanting to bind them emotionally and physically, to fill her with his love and his child and their future until it left them spent, and happy and beside each other for the rest of their lives.

Partners.

A/N This was my first Blue Bloods fic so thanks for reading everyone! :-)