Endlessly (Jamie Dornan) *COMPLETED*

Chapter 25

A/N: Those new pictures from the set of Fifty Shades really help with the inspiration! No surprise, here's another long chapter as a thank you for your patience and wonderful feedback since the last chapter! I hope you enjoy, I really tried to do justice to the characters in this one. For easier reading, I have decided to name some of Jamie's family members. Please remember this is a work of fiction and their personalities are a respectful product of my imagination :) ENJOY and thank you in advance for your votes/comments! Xo

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Jamie was justifiably crushed his daughter didn't join us when we left for Belfast. It hurt me knowing there was nothing I could do without causing unnecessary drama. I was afraid if I stuck my nose in the middle of it then his ex-wife would try to keep him from his daughter out of spite. I also attempted to shut down the lingering thought that Leo had implanted in my mind claiming she was the one setting us up for the paparazzi. It seemed truer the longer I thought about it; we ran around New York practically invisible, but kept getting trapped in London. I wasn't sure though that I'd ever bring up the possibility to Jamie. Again, we'd experienced enough drama in our short time together, no need to create more waves.

Our first few days in Belfast were beautiful, in the sense of weather and experience. The Northern Ireland capital had a perfect balance of old architecture with bright city lights, and castles planted between countryside and water. I instantly fell in love with the eclectic bustle, and began to wonder why he'd ever left such a magnificent place.

Jamie was eager to show me around set and the various locations he had and would be filming at. I could tell how much he loved being an actor by his excitement in his explanations. Although, he did ask me not to watch the show, because he was afraid it'd be a trigger due to my recent trauma. Instead, he filled me in on the basics of everything that had gone down. He'd even sworn me to secrecy with details of the script for the final installment.

In the same week we arrived, we attended his cast welcome dinner at an upscale restaurant on the coastline. I met all of his co-stars and learned quite a bit about the business from the woman who played the other main character, Gillian. She was beautiful, intelligent, and very kind. She had nothing but wonderful things to say about Jamie, and told me she was glad he'd found someone that made him happy. I wasn't aware he was close enough with her that she'd know such information. Either way, my heart continued to grow.

I smiled when he emerged from the bathroom wearing only his jeans. Water droplets still clung to his sculpted chest from his shower and his shortened hair was damp. He'd cut it for the role before we left London, and his beard had grown thicker than I'd seen it in our relationship.

"What?" he asked as I stared.

"You've got broccoli in your teeth."

He laughed, running the towel back and forth over his head.

"Just kidding. I can't help it. You're handsome, and all mine."

"You have the last part right." He winked before stepping back to the counter to apply some gel to his hair.

I rolled my eyes although he wasn't looking. He had the same self-deprecating attitude I did. He was a gorgeous man even if he didn't want to admit it.

"Are you ready?" he asked. "We're supposed to be there in forty minutes."

"Don't rush perfection, sir."

He shook his head with a chuckle. "Never."

I stood from the bed, bumping him with my hip. "As soon as you move out of the way of the mirror I will be."