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Chapter Three

Jamie could clearly see that Eddie was angry with him. She was quiet on the way how and refused to let him hold her hand as they walked into her building. "Eddie, I'm sorry," Jamie said desperate to try to fix this before it got out of hand.

"For what Jamie?" she asked. "Do you even know?"

"For fighting with Danny and for not coming after you when I know I should have. My dad wanted to talk to you."

"You treated me like an object, Jamie. I expect that stuff from Danny, he treats you and Erin that way too when he's in his big brother mood, but I don't expect it from you and I won't take it from you either."

Eddie started to take her toiletries from the bathroom and put them into her overnight bag. "What are you doing Eddie?"

"Going home."

"You are home!" Jamie insisted and stood in her path. "Don't run from me, let's talk about this. I wasn't the one pushing you to talk about it, Eddie! I respect that you don't want to talk about the dreams."

"Yes, and I thank you for that. You devalued me, Jamie. You made me feel less than I am and that is not okay. I never thought you would make me feel like that."

"I'm sorry, sweetheart. I really am sorry. I saw him holding you and you pushing away…him hammering on you while you were crying…something inside of me just reacted and I went all caveman. I can't help you with the dreams yet but I could stop Danny from making you more upset. I didn't realize I would make things worse."

Eddie sighed and sat on the bathroom sink. "He was trying to help. I don't understand what's happening Jamie. It happens sometimes then it goes away. I don't understand the dreams. The only new element is you're in them now, maybe because I want you to protect me. Maybe because I'm scared you'll hurt me."

Jamie closed the gap between them and kissed Eddie's lips softly. "I'm sorry I hurt you today. I promise you I won't hurt you Eddie. I won't be like the other people in your life. I love you too much. Please stay tonight, let me help you through these dreams. Let me hold you when you have them and do all I can to make it stop."

Eddie leaned forward and wrapped her arms around Jamie's waist. "I'm scared. What if Danny is right? What if this is something that really happened to me?"

"Danny is bored right now honey. He's seeing a case under every rock." Jamie rubbed her arms and back, "But if he is right, we'll get to the bottom of it and we will get the people that hurt you. We'll do this together just like we did for Jake, just like we did for everything else."

His words were a comfort, if they were true. The nightmares were making Eddie question everything that she knew. Was Jamie really into this relationship? Or was he staying with her out of pity now?

Eddie felt Jamie's lips on her cheek, then moving over to her own lips. He kissed her gently yet deeply. "Come on…let's go to bed…I'll be right by your side all night long."

Eddie nodded and ran her hands over his chest, "Will you do something for me Jamie?"

"If I can you know I will," he replied.

"Make love to me? Please?"

They'd been together for six months but had not made love. They had decided to wait since they had gotten together during such an emotional time for Jamie.

"Not like this Eddie, not to erase bad memories…" He held her tight as he said it but he could feel her tense and pull back.

"Not to erase bad ones, to make new ones…I need you tonight, Jamie."

Eddied pulled back with big wide eyes, they were bright with emotion. He couldn't deny her when she looked at him with such devotion, passion, and love in her eyes.

Jamie lifted Eddie off the sink and carried her to the bedroom. He began to kiss her deeply, taking his time exploring her face, her neck, the valley between her breasts. Slowly he undressed her and showered every section of her body with attention.

Eddie shifted and turned their bodies so she was on top of Jamie. She smiled down at him, her blonde hair cascading down around her shoulders. She took her time returning his attentions until they were both more than ready to join their bodies in the same way their hearts had been joined from almost the day they met.

Jamie took control again and moved until he was directly above Eddie. He balanced on his arms and smiled, "I love you," he whispered while checking to be sure she was ready. "I love you, too," Eddie replied and raised up to meet him.

The next moments were magic. Eddie and Jamie had both had other partners, but each knew that this time, with this person, it was truly right. Jamie held Eddie close as they dozed into sleep. As he gave into exhaustion, Jamie offered a prayer for Eddie's peaceful rest. The answer, unfortunately, was no. Not more than two hours later, he woke to her screaming, not even words this time, just terrified and tortured screams.

Jamie quickly acted grabbing Eddie and holding tight. This time, the police officer inside of her came out and she began to attack him. She kicked, she bit, and she punched trying to escape Jamie's hold. "Eddie, stop it! It's me! It's Jamie!"

His voice finally penetrated her clouded mind. Eddie stopped fighting him. She was out of the bed, on the floor. She fell to the side and curled up into a ball, sobbing into her arms as the held them over her face.

Jamie joined her there, spooning up behind her. "Tell me…what did you see?"

She didn't answer him, she couldn't breathe let alone speak. Eddie held her chest as she fought to get enough air to remain conscious. "Eddie, try to breath with me. Remember when Danny got shot and I was so upset. You held me just like this and we breathed together. Try to breath with me. I'm not going to hurt you."

It took Jamie the better part of an hour to get Eddie calm enough to breathe without his coaching and to sit without his support. "Do you want to tell me what you saw in the dream?"

In an almost robotic tone she told him, "It's dark. It's wet and I'm running. My uniform is hot so I open the top of it and take a few deep breaths. Then it all goes black and I can't see myself anymore. I just feel hands and feet…and it's from all directions. I can't move or think…then I see you…You're far off and I call out to you for help. But you just kind of levitate in the distance you never come to help me. You don't even try to help me, Jamie, why won't you help me?"

"If I ever saw you being hurt like that when I could help you I would, sweetheart. I would shoot every hand and foot that touched you. No one will ever really hurt you like that Eddie. If they do, God help them when I find out who it was."

Eddie leaned into Jamie's chest, "I'm so tired…"

He nodded, "Let's go back to bed, I'll call Sarge in the morning, put you on sick call. There is no way you're working a tour like this, not with Reynolds."

Eddie didn't even argue with him. She let him put her back into bed and tuck the blankets around her. "Would it help you sleep if I sat up tonight and kept watch. Or if I got my weapon down and kept it handy?"

"No, just hold me. Lay with me and hold me."

"I can do that," Jamie responded. "Let's try a different position. Put your back to the wall and lay against me. You see, you're safe like this. To get to you they have to get through me. And I'm not budging."

Eddie laughed a little. He was adorable trying to make her feel better. The nightmares were that much worse this time around. Usually they lasted two or three nights. This was going on a week and only increasing in intensity. It wasn't fair. She finally had something that meant the world to her, she finally had someone who she believed truly loved her and this had to happen. She fell back to sleep with these thoughts on her brain.

The next morning Jamie made the call to Renzulli. He cited intense migraine and vomiting as a result of one of Eddie's crazy meals. "I'm already off today, I'll make sure she gets medical attention if she needs it," Jamie promised their boss who was worried about his young officer. "I think what she needs is sleep. See you tomorrow."

Eddie was asleep, so Jamie left her alone. He got up and went to his computer. He logged into a few sites he remembered the passwords to and typed the names, "Janko, Edit. Janko, Edit Agatha. Janko, Eddie." The only hits that came up were about her father and a handful of human interest articles about her in school. He prayed that these dreams were manifestations of fear and not hidden memories like his brother seemed to believe. His phone went off.

"How did he sleep?" The text was from Danny.

Jamie sighed and typed back, "She didn't until now. She's been out cold for eight hours."

"Maybe she's over the worse of it?"

"Hope so…" Jamie replied.

Famous last words…