Jack Dawkins One Shots

I'm sorry my love...

I finished up in the morgue arranging my scalpels down and cleaning up, I heard footsteps on the stairs but didn't question it, suspecting some nurse chattering about, but the morgue doors unfurled dramatically to the most captivating of sights.

Stood in the doorway she stood, in her heeled leather lace-up boots, her blue plaid dress with her immense bird cage style crinoline and bustle under it giving her a swooping skirt with a little tail that follows behind her, her charming little black gloves, her velvety Y/h/C hair pinned up with her little black hat and hatpin, her black lace parasol folded up in her hand, her beautiful oceanic Y/e/C eyes looking at me.

"Humm well, it's not every day I get a visit from such a beautiful young lady," I smiled at her,

"Ummm," she glared a little coming closer to look over the work I'd done almost inspecting it,

"Humm, if you're lost looking for the ocean little Syren I'd be more than delighted to walk you back," I joked,

"Very funny," She rolled her eyes as she leant across the table and pressed her precious silky elegant lips against mine, I wasted no time to kiss her back, I moved my hand to her cheek and stroked her smooth skin until we pulled back keeping out noses close enough to stroke each other so I could look into her blue eyes and smile at her sweet face, "Hello,"

"Hello, Mrs Dawkins," I smirked,

"You really enjoy calling me that don't you?"

"Of course I do, it reminds me of you're my little bird," I cooed as I gave her a sweet kiss,

"you're too sweet sometimes Jack,"

"Well, you're easy to be sweet too when you're so sugary,"

"Are you ready to head home Y/n?"

"Of course I am," I nodded cleaning off my hands and getting my apron off handing her a cloth to clean off her face where when I stroked her I had put blood across her pale skin, "What do I have to look forward too tonight?"

"mushroom soup,"

"Oohh, let's get home then." I smiled as I took her hand and we headed up out of the hospital and onto the darkening Port Victory streets, I held her close as we walked the streets eager to get home.

I perked up as we walked when I heard the sound of horseshoes and a scream behind us. I turned in panic and saw a black coach with horses rushing down the street towards us I quickly pulled Y/n into my chest and bolted out of the way as quickly as I could turning us so she was away from the street, feeling the cabin miss my back by maybe an inch. I had my arms around her as tight as possible her own hands on my jacket as we both just stopped our hearts racing our breath sharp.

"Are you okay!"

"I'm fine. I'm fine. Are you okay?"

"Yeah... I'm fine too."

"Ohh... that was close," she nodded as she cracked her nervous laugh and I joined her too in that nervous breathy laugh you get after a terrifying experience,

"Too close. far too close." I told her before giving her a sweet kiss feeling our hearts racing as we kissed as we were filled with adrenaline and I admit part of me kinda got excited by it.

As we pulled away I gave her nose a little stroke with my own, "I'm just glad you're okay... I don't know what I'd do if something happened to you little bird,"

"I don't know what I'd do if anything happened to you either," she smiled, "Come on let's get home before something else goes wrong,"

I nodded and held her tight as we headed home to our little house, we had dinner and cuddled up cozy by the fire, my back against the sofa arm the book in my hand, her chin resting on my sternum as we cuddled up close with a blanket over our legs, her hat gone so I could play with her sweet Y/h/C hair,