Chapter 32

With Philip sound asleep, Mary Alice returned to her apartment, dishes washed and put away, Parker and Kelly sat in front of the TV watching an old black and white movie.

"Think they're ever gonna get together?" Kelly asked of the couple in the movie.

"Of course, but probably not till the end."

He draped his arm around her and inched her closer to him. She situated herself so she could use his chest for a pillow. "What makes you say that?"

"That's the way these old movies were made. Gotta have a happy ending."

"Alright, but I'll bet you breakfast tomorrow they won't."

"If you've seen this movie before and you know the ending, that is cheating, Kelly Severide," Parker scolded.

"Relax, Babe. I haven't seen it before." He absently kissed the top of her head. "Do we have to finish watching this? I thought there was an offer for me to get you pregnant tonight?"

"There was, and there is. Isn't it a little early though?"

"Just because you don't go to bed till 2 AM doesn't mean the rest of the world doesn't."

"Well, some nights I stay up late reading."

Kelly chuckled. "Librarian."

"Ok, Hotshot, let's go to bed."

"Been waiting for you to say that all day," he grinned as he stood up. "Come on, Woman, let's get you pregnant."

In the bedroom, lips crushed against lips, skin pressed against skin, and Parker's world seemed to spiral out of control. She lay against the mattress and blew out the breath she was holding.

"Holy shit," she panted.

"Yeah, it was good, wasn't it?" Kelly asked as he smiled down at her.

"More than good."

He rolled off of her and stretched out next to her. "Oh yeah?" he asked as he ran his fingers across her nipple.

"Yeah."

He kissed her cheek as her cell phone rang.

"Son of a bitch," she grumbled. She rolled over and checked the number. She grabbed the phone and unlocked it. "Grandma, what's wrong?"

"Nothing's wrong. I fell in the hallway. That stupid carpet was all bunched up. Anyway, that nosy Delores Johnson called the ambulance, and they're taking me to the hospital," Mary Alice complained.

Parker tossed the sheets aside and got out of bed. She walked over to her dresser and started pulling clothes from it. Kelly watched her, wondering what the heck was going on. He watched Parker slip on her underwear, but she didn't bother with a bra. "OK, I'll meet you at the ER. Where are the paramedics taking you?"

"They said Chicago Med."

"Ok, I'll meet you there," she said as she hung up. She tossed the phone on top of her dresser. "Grandma fell," she said to Kelly.

"She alright?"

"Seems to be. She said the carpet was all bunched up in the hallway and Delores Johnson called the paramedics. They're taking her to Chicago Med."

Kelly got out of bed. "I'll see if I can find someone to sit," he offered as he reached for his own cell phone.

"No, don't. Just stay here with Philip and I'll go."

"The hell you will. She's my Grandmother too."

"Well, technically not yet, but-"

"Hello, Cruz? Yeah, it's Severide. Listen, I need a big favor. Would you and Taylor mind watching Philip for a couple of hours? Parker's Grandmother just fell and she's on her way to the ER. I realize it's a big ask, but- Thanks, Man. I really appreciate it. We'll bring him over in a few."

He hung up the phone and started to get dressed. "Cruz said to bring him over."

Parker sighed. She hated to impose on anyone, but since Kelly had made the call, she felt she had no right to override him. "Ok, I'll go get him ready."