Kidnapped {Becknessa}

Chapter Seventeen

A/N: Wow, it's been a while. I'm so sorry for not updating this fic! I don't know if anyone is still interested in reading this at this point but this chapter will finally wrap things up. Enjoy!

Beep. Beep. Beep.

A tingling sensation coursed through Vanessa's body as the repeated beeping of a monitor and drip of an IV became clearer. Vanessa groaned at her throbbing head, along with the waves of nausea that washed over her. She winced at the light, trying to pry her heavy eyelids open.

Vanessa grimaced as she realized that she was currently in a hospital bed, hooked up to various machines. She glanced over to her right side and was met with an exhausted-looking Beckett, with his hand over hers. A ghost of a smile grazed her lips as she turned to face Beckett and squeezed his hand.

Beckett seemed to snap out of his trance, eyes widened.

"Hey," Vanessa whispered. She didn't miss the way Beckett's breath hitched at the sound of her voice.

"How are you feeling?" Beckett asked, pressing a kiss to the back of Vanessa's hand, making her stomach flutter. He reached out to cup her cheek, eyes so loving, yet so sad.

"Could be better. Could be worse." Vanessa said as she reached out to Beckett, gently swiping away a stray tear that trailed down his face with her thumb.

"I'm so sorry, Vanessa. I should've been there for you."

Vanessa frowned. "Don't do that. You did everything you could."

"No," Beckett shook his head solemnly, "I just, I should've done something more. I came this close to losing you, Vanessa. I can't, I won't let that happen again,"

Beckett's voice broke on the last word. His mouth twisted like he bit into a lemon as tears dripped bitterly down his face.

"No, baby," Vanessa responded, impossibly soft, "I was so stupid. I shouldn't have left without you and I'm so sorry to have put you through this,"

"You're not stupid, Vanessa, you're the bravest, strongest person I know," Beckett said as he reached out to cup Vanessa's face. Vanessa brought her hand up to cover his on her cheek and stared up in to his eyes, as the two moved closer together. Vanessa's eyes flicked down to Beckett's lips and suddenly her arms were around his neck as she kissed him gently. Beckett froze, but didn't pull away. He brought both of his hands up to cradle Vanessa's face as she deepened the kiss. A few moments later, the two pulled away, faces flushed.

Vanessa watched as Beckett's eyes glossed over her bruises. His face scrunched up again as his eyebrows furrowed.

"I'm gonna kill whoever did this," Beckett hissed.

"No, Beckett, it's fine just–"

Beckett cut her off. "It's not fine!" he shouted, "Vanessa you just–" Beckett's voice trailed off as he realized how violently Vanessa had flinched at his outburst.

Vanessa didn't meant to flinch at Beckett, it was just.... the look on his face and how he raised his voice. She knew it wasn't directed at her, it was directed at whoever had kidnapped her, but it had still made her stomach drop and chills run up her spine.

"Vanessa... I'm so sorry," Beckett whispered, eyes full of sadness and guilt.

She shook her head. "No, it's not you it's just... I'm sorry, I'm just exhausted,"

Beckett nodded, as he leaned over Vanessa, pressing a kiss to her forehead, then to her lips. "Get some rest, Vanessa, we can talk more when you wake up,"

Vanessa intertwined her fingers with Beckett's, squeezing his hand tightly. "Will you stay?"

"Of course, baby. I'm not planning on leaving you anytime soon," Beckett said as he grinned at Vanessa, "You're stuck with me, whether you like it or not,"

Vanessa smiled sleepily as she closed her eyes, relaxing against the hospital bed.

Beckett pressed another kiss to her forehead, "I love you," he whispered, almost reverently.

Beckett almost missed the way Vanessa mumbled "I love you, too," as she drifted off into sleep.

Beckett knew that things were far from okay, but in that moment, he had Vanessa, and that was all that mattered. He knew that they could make it through this together.