Out Of Sight

Prt. 1 Before Abduction(3)

(3 weeks later.)

Your POV:

It's been three weeks full of puking and vegging out on straight junk food. Jake thinks I'm very sick like I have the flu, because of the nasty weather and all the rain. But I think it's something else. While Jake was at work, I went to the store to grab a few pregnancy tests. When I got back I dashed up stairs, and prepared myself in the bathroom.

So I went pee basically on all of them, then let them wait and sit for a few days. I was honestly so scared, what if I wasn't ready, or what if Jake isn't ready. What if he didn't want a kid. I'm so scared honestly I could just-that's when I ran back to the bathroom to puke again. God this sucks. I can't handle all of this pressure. I heard the door slam shut. I hurried and hid the pregnancy tests in a box under the bed. I got the little boxes and put them in a plastic bag, and shoved it in my drawer. I turned off the light, and laid down.

"FUCK!" Was all I could hear Jake yell. "Hey! I'm home! Work was fine, I just hit my head on that stupid welcome sign hanging from the front door! We need to take that-thing down!"

I didn't answer so I pretended to be asleep.

"Y/N?" I knew he was looking around, then I heard him go up the stairs.

I heard something make a click noise, then I looked at the door, I saw the hallway light disappear from a shadow, which was his. Before I could try to sit up, he kicked the door open. I sat up as fast as I could. He looked around and saw me scared, sitting up on our bed in the dark. He sighed and put his hands on his face, running them down and sighing. He shoved his gun back in his jacket.

"Dammit Y/n, I thought you were hurt!" He walked over to me to check if I had any signs on me, if someone came in and hurt me or not.

"I was asleep." I mumbled, I tried to play it off like I was still tired.

"I'm sorry," he kissed my forehead, "go back to bed."

"No I'm fine, I have to go in anyway."

"Are you sure you don't want to stay home another day? I will gladly tell Chief."

"Jonas has been filling in for me, I feel bad for the woman, let me go in-I'll be fine."

"You're really sick you know that right?"

"Yes, but I'll be fine, I'm positive."

I'm over trying to crack pregnancy jokes, when I don't even know if I am or not. Plus he doesn't even know. He walked over to his side of the bed and took off his jacket, he then sat down, running his fingers through his hair like always.

"Jake?"

"Yes?"

"Can I ask you something?"

"Anything."

"How would you feel if we started a family?" I asked.

He stopped untying his shoes. He then took one off.

"Why?" He said slowly.

"I don't know, just asking kiddo."

"Well 'kiddo', if we did start a family, I would protective you, and the child we would have. I wouldn't let anything hurt both of you. I would-be happy I guess. I never really thought of having a little family much. I was always worried about looking after you, cause you are my family." He turned and looked at me.

He could see the tears forming in my eyes, I turned away to wiped them. He looked down and back up to smile.

"Y/N are crying?"

"No, just the dust."

He let out a small laugh, "Okay babe, whatever you say."

He stood up and got into his sweats, and stayed shirtless. I should start getting ready.

"Yeah you should." He started getting cozy in the plush blankets.

I dressed quickly this time, hurrying to get to work. He watched me go back and forth from the room, down the hallway.

Jake sat up, "Why are you in such a rush?"

I stopped to look at him, "Well usually I'm clocking in, when you're clocking out."

He nodded, "Oh yeah, you're right, you're right." He laid back down.

"Can I wear your beanie?" I asked.

He nodded, "Yeah of course."

I watched him slowly fall asleep. That man is more worried than I ever am. I worry about him all the time. But when you're a detective like him, worrying about family and cases that need to be cracked, it's hard. I don't know how hard, but I know it's not a pleasant feeling. Believe me. Before I could walk out of the room, I went over to him, and kissed his forehead.

"I love you." I whispered.

"I love you too." He mumbled back, turning over, and wrapping his arm around my waist.

I gently grabbed his arm and slowly moved it away. Placing it down, and letting his arm hand from the bed. I walked down stairs, and headed out the front door, tonight was gonna be a long night.