By the time Season 7 rolled around, life had changed drastically for both Lucy Chen and Angela Lopez. After their emotional breakup at the end of Season 6, they had gone their separate ways, focusing on their careers and personal growth. But in that time apart, something had shifted. The distance gave them the clarity they both needed. They weren't the same people they had been before, and neither of them could deny that the connection they once shared was still there—stronger, deeper, and more important than ever.
Angela's son, Jackson, had grown into a curious, lively toddler, and his laughter had become a constant in Angela's life. But there was one thing missing, and she couldn't ignore it anymore: Lucy.
Lucy had thrown herself into her work, but no matter how many shifts she took or how many arrests she made, there was always a part of her that missed Angela and the life they had started building together. It was more than just a romantic connection; it was the family they had almost become. And though she had tried to push it down, she couldn't escape the fact that her heart still belonged to Angela.
Fate—or perhaps something more deliberate—brought them back together one day during an off-duty run-in at a park. Angela had taken Jackson to get some air, and Lucy was there meeting a friend. But when their eyes met across the playground, everything came rushing back, like a tidal wave of emotions that had been lying dormant for months.
"Hey," Angela said, her voice soft but cautious as she approached Lucy. Jackson toddled along beside her, holding his mom's hand and giggling as he pointed at a group of kids playing nearby.
"Hey," Lucy responded, her heart racing. She crouched down to Jackson's level, smiling as he grinned up at her. "Hey, buddy. Remember me?"
Jackson nodded, his little face lighting up as he reached out for Lucy. "Lu-Lu!"
Lucy's chest tightened with emotion as she picked him up, his tiny arms wrapping around her neck. The moment was so natural, so full of love, that it took Lucy's breath away. She looked up at Angela, who was watching them with a soft, bittersweet smile.
"He's gotten so big," Lucy said, her voice catching slightly. "He's beautiful, Angela."
"Yeah, he is," Angela replied, her eyes full of warmth as she watched them. But there was something else there too—something unsaid.
They stood there for a moment in silence, Jackson's laughter filling the space between them. Eventually, Angela spoke, her voice hesitant but sincere. "I've been thinking about us. About everything."
Lucy felt her heart skip a beat, knowing this was the conversation they had both been avoiding for so long. "Me too."
Angela sighed, her hand reaching out to lightly touch Lucy's arm. "I never stopped loving you, Lucy. Even when we broke up, it wasn't because I didn't care. I just... I didn't know how to balance it all."
"I know," Lucy said softly, her hand brushing against Angela's. "And I didn't either. But I've missed you. I've missed this—being with you, with Jackson. It's like... like there's a part of me that's been missing."
Angela's eyes softened, and for a moment, it felt like the world had shifted. "I've missed you too," she admitted. "More than I can put into words."
They stood there, close but not quite touching, both of them realizing that the distance they had once needed was no longer necessary. They had grown, they had healed, but through it all, they had never truly let go of each other.
"I don't know if we can pick up exactly where we left off," Angela said cautiously, her eyes meeting Lucy's. "But I want to try. I want to rebuild this, us. And not just for Jackson, but for us too."
Lucy felt a wave of relief wash over her. This was what she had been waiting for, what she hadn't even realized she needed until this moment. "I want that too," she said, her voice firm but full of emotion. "I want us."
Angela smiled, the kind of smile that reached her eyes. "So, where do we start?"
Lucy chuckled softly, holding Jackson a little tighter. "Well, maybe we start with dinner. Somewhere casual... and, you know, toddler-friendly."
Angela laughed, nodding. "Sounds like a plan. And from there, we just... figure it out."
It wasn't perfect, but it was real, and that was enough for both of them. They had learned from their past, grown from their mistakes, and now they were ready to build something stronger—something lasting.
Weeks passed, and their rekindled relationship blossomed slowly but surely. Angela and Lucy found themselves falling into an easy rhythm—navigating the balance between their demanding jobs and their personal lives. They didn't rush things, but it was clear that their bond was different this time around. It wasn't rushed or based on fear. It was built on trust, understanding, and the love they had both fought so hard to protect.
Angela would often invite Lucy over for dinner with Jackson, who had fully accepted Lucy as a permanent fixture in his life. Watching Lucy play with Jackson, seeing the joy on both their faces, filled Angela's heart in ways she hadn't expected. Lucy was patient, caring, and attentive, and it wasn't long before Jackson began referring to her as "Mama Lucy."
One evening, as the sun set over Los Angeles and Jackson was fast asleep in his room, Angela and Lucy sat on the couch, talking quietly about their day. Angela leaned against Lucy, her head resting on her shoulder, and for the first time in a long time, everything felt right. There was no more pretending, no more fear—just them.
"You know," Angela said softly, her voice full of emotion, "I never thought I'd have this. A real family. You, me, Jackson... it feels like everything I've ever wanted."
Lucy smiled, pressing a kiss to the top of Angela's head. "We've been through so much, but I think we're finally where we're supposed to be."
Angela looked up at Lucy, her eyes shining with love. "You're the missing piece, Lucy. You always have been."
Tears welled up in Lucy's eyes as she pulled Angela closer. "And you're mine."
The road ahead wouldn't be easy—it never was for them—but they were ready to face it together. They had learned that love wasn't just about passion or chemistry; it was about commitment, sacrifice, and choosing each other every day. And this time, they were all in.
As they sat there, holding each other close, they knew that whatever challenges came their way, they would face them as a family.
Together, they would raise Jackson, build their lives, and finally, after all the ups and downs, find the happiness they both deserved.
