" Hey Winnie's asleep." Jimmy plopped down beside me on the couch. I smiled and laid my head on his shoulder.
" You're an awesome dad." I looked up at him. he smiled down at me, happiness shining I his eyes.
" Really?" he bit his lip.
" Really." I wrapped my arms around his torso and laid on top of him.
" Thank you." he kissed my head. I giggled when he started scratching my back. My eyes started to get heavy and soon, I was out.
••••••••••••••
My eyes flew open and Jimmy was standing in front if me, back to me. I could hear him talking to someone. reasoning with them.
"No. it doesn't have to be like this." he shook his head, stretching out his arms. I looked around. we were at the Tonight Show set. I sat up quietly and looked around Jimmy. everyone in the audience silent.
" No. please." Jimmy took a step back towards me.
" Who's that." another voice said from in front of Jimmy.
" Don't hurt her." I could feel the anger in his voice. I heard the clink of metal. it sounded like a pistol being cocked.
" Move." the voice demanded.
" No." Jimmy was now a step away from me.
" MOVE NOW." the voice bellowed. I pressed myself into the couch.
" Hurt her and I swear." Jimmy hissed, his legs now touching the couch.
" Times up." the voice snarled. I looked up as Jimmy dove on top of me. he looked me dead in the eye and said, "I love you."
Then the gun went off.
Bang
"JIMMY!"
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I felt two hands grab my shoulders. I snapped awake, shaking.
" Rachel!" Jimmy shook me. I looked up into his eyes. it was all a dream." Rachel are you okay?" his eyes were wide and he was shaking.
" Y-yea." I nodded, gulping." I'm fine." I pulled him into a hug. I had to make sure he was really there.
" What happened." he rocked me back and fourth, kissing my forehead.
"Nothing...I'm just happy you're here. in the flesh." I breathed in his scent, wrapping my arms around him.
" Well okay?" he laughed nervously, wrapping his arms around my shoulders, pulling me into his chest.
" I know this is really straightforward and we've only been together for a few months but.... Jimmy I really do love you." I nervously glanced up at him. He had a grin stretched from ear to ear across his face. I bit my lip and he started giggling.
" I love you too." he kissed my cheek and I blushed. After about 10 minutes of silence, Jimmy cleared his throat. I looked up at him expectantly.
" So you're like always here." he looked down at me. I nodded.
"Yes?"
" And I was wondering if you would just want to uh...." he rubbed the back of his neck nervously. " I wanted to know if you wanted to move in with me? but like if you don't want to I get it. it's kinda early for this step. I just thought th-"
" I would love to." I held a finger to his lips and smiled.
••••••••(the next day)••••••••
I walked into the Starbucks across the street from Rockefeller, and made my way to the line. once I was finally at the front, a very perky, caffeinated blonde smiled at me.
" What is your order ma'am?" she flashed her too-white teeth at me.
" Salted caramel iced frappe. Grande please." I fished around in my purse and pulled out my debit card and swiped it.
"RACHEL S!" I walked up to the counter and grabbed my drink.
" Thanks." I mumbled and pushed through the crowd to the door. I felt a hand grab my arm and pull me out of the crowd.
" LET GO OF ME ASSHOLE!" I shoved the person away. I looked up an saw Jimmy. " you scared the shit out if me!" I giggled, pulling him into a hug.
"Well I just wanted to say hey to my perfect girlfriend on the way to work but I can see that it didn't work." he pouted, intertwining his fingers with mine.
" I'm sorry I thought you were gonna kill me." I stuck my tongue out at him as we crossed he street. I looked up. the red hand on the sign was flashing. I ran up to it, jumped, and hi-fived it right as it flashed.
" BAM!" I bounced around to face Jimmy. he was looking at me like I was a dork.
" You're so retarded." he smiled and wrapped his right arm around my waist. We walked in silence, enjoying the morning. I looked over to notice Jimmy watching my feet.
" Why do you take such big steps?" he looked over at me. " and you walk very uniform. like you have great posture and your head doesn't bounce or anything." I blushed and looked down, trying to shorten my 30 inch strides.
" I uh.... I was in military marching band for 7 years..." I mumbled.
" What!" Jimmy looked down at me.
" Yea we won State competitions and NAAMB almost every year once I hit high school." I blushed." And yea. I know I'm a total nerd but band was like one of the cool things in our small town Texas." I said as we turned into the building.
" You've got to show me a marching routine sometime!" he smiled.
" It's a drill, and unless you have a football field. no. I will not embarrass myself further." I giggled as we stepped into the elevator.
"Well you'll have to march for me." he smiled as we stepped out of the elevator. we walked down the hall and he walked me inside my office.
" Taping today. wanna watch Win in the audience?" he smiled, pecking my lips.
" It's a date." I smiled and he walked out of the door, leaving me to my stack of paperwork.
" Let's get this over with." I mumbled, sitting at my desk.
••••••••••••>taping<•••••••••••
" And your host, JIMMY FALLON!" Higgins announced. I was on the front row with Winnie in my lap. Jimmy walked through the curtains and the crowd went crazy. he started his monologue and right before he was about to end it and go sit down, he looked over at me and stopped dead in his tracks.
" Do you guys remember when my assistant, Rachel, was on the show?" he smiled evilly at me. the crowd cheered.
" Well she's in the audience today. come down here Rachel." I felt my face burn as I sat Winnie on my hip and mindlessly made my way down there.
" What are you doing?" I whispered to him. he smiled and took Winnie from me.
" This is my baby girl you guys." he smiled. again, cheers.
" And the reason I brought Rachel down here is to tell you guys something." he looked over at me. my eyes widened and I sent him a mental 'no'.
" Well i can just show yall." he smiled and took 2 strides towards me. he put his free hand around my waist and tilted me back, pressing his lips into mine. I felt fire dance on my face as the crowd cheered.
' Well I guess it's official.'
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The Assistant : Jimmy Fallon fanfic (under editing)
FanfictionRachel Striker applies for a job as James Thomas Fallon's assistant at The Tonight Show. Will their relationship blossom into more than just boss and worker?