I could tell something was wrong with Lucy after Tanner left and she started helping me with the paperwork.
"What's the matter?" I asked her. She didn't say anything, just continuing the paperwork.
"Luc- what's up?" I asked again, still nothing.
"Mrs. Lucy Bradford, aka the love of my life, aka the most beautiful person on earth, aka the best cop except me of course, what's wrong?" This made her smile a little, but still nothing. I grabbed the pencil out of her hand as she stayed still. I put my finger under her chin and made her look at me.
"What's wrong baby?" I asked again. It looked like she wanted to cry so I engulfed her in a hug. Her grip was strong as she started to cry into my shirt. I held her tighter as she started to sink out of her chair. I slowly moved out of mine and onto the floor so she wasn't uncomfortable.
"Everything." She muttered through tears. I rubbed her back as she continued to cry. Seeing her like this makes me wanna cry, but I know I can't because I don't know why she is and I don't want to make it worse.
"It's okay, it's okay." I said, still rubbing her back.
"I can't tell you here. I'll tell you at home." She said, letting go and wiping her tears on her sleeve.
"Alright, let me go get changed and I will meet you at the truck." I said, helping her up.
I practically sprinted to the locker room and changed twice the speed I normally do. I left the locker room and mad my way to the truck where Lucy was waiting. She walked up to me and kissed me like her life depended on it.
"What was that for?" I laughed.
"I've wanted to do that since that first call." She said as we got in the truck. I pulled out of the station and she layer her head on my shoulder and ended up falling asleep. When I pulled into the house I tried not to wake her as I took her inside.
"I love you." She muttered as I laid her down in the bed. I kissed her forehead and laid down next to her, not bothering to change.
"I love you more." I said as she drifted back to sleep.
- 3:09 am -
Lucy's POV
I wake up to see Tim sound asleep, still in his normal clothes. I noticed I was too. I changed into a comfortable sports bra and sweat pants.
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I tired to fall back asleep but all I could see when I close my eyes was my best friend. The one I went through the academy with, the one I lived with, the one who was always there. The one who couldn't attend my wedding because he had died. That night was the first night I stayed with Tim, the night Jackson died and it felt like someone ripped my heart out.
I couldn't help but cry, I thought I was moving on but I guess not. It's been two and a half years and it still hasn't gotten any easier. Tim started to stir, I didn't want to wake him so I held in my tears and breath. As he settled back down I slowly let out my breath and the tears came down.
