Amour

XVII

"Happy." I whispered and went to move toward the door.

Juice caught me before I reached the door. "Callie, no. You can't go out there!" Juice tried to tell me.

"No Juice that was Happy screaming. I have to help him!" I pleaded.

"What can you do Callie? Chibs will help him!" He tried to reason.

Just as I went to answer Juice, Kozik yelled through the door. I jumped away from Juice and flung the door open. I didn't bother to stop and talk to him I ran straight out and into the main room. I stopped for a second seeing Darryl's body laying on the floor and forced myself to look away. I heard groaning to my right and turned to see Chibs leaning over Happy's shoulder. "Happy!" I cried and ran for his side.

"Callie." He rasped lowly, reaching up to grasp the back of my neck he pulled me down toward him pressing my forehead to his.

I remained that way for a moment before pulling away I pressed a relieved kiss to his lips before looking up at Chibs. "Need a hand?" I asked.

"Ya know what yer doin' love?" He asked.

"When Hap and I met I was in Med school." I shrugged.

"Got a degree love?" He asked glancing up at me.

"Two." I answered looking down at Hap who nodded at me.

Chibs looked up at me surprised but nodded. I moved around the table to stand beside him, and he stepped aside. Between Chibs and I we got both bullets removed from his shoulder and sewed him up. As soon we were finished Chibs looked at me.

"How do ya have two medical degrees love?" He asked.

"'Cause she's got an IQ of a hundred and thirty eight." Happy spoke before groaning as he sat himself up.

I tuned out the conversation as I looked out into the main room where Tig and Juice were cleaning up. They rolled my brothers body in a plastic tarp and I couldn't take my eyes away from it. I felt my heart breaking and tears burning the back of my eyes as Happy wrapped his good arm around my waist. "Callie?" He spoke my name like a question as he gave me a soft squeeze.

I shook my head and walked out of the room, passed the body on the floor and out the door. I stepped over to the ring and hoisted myself up onto the side where I brought my knees to my chest and released the flood gate of tears, allowing them to roll freely down my face.

I don't know how long I sat there crying softly, being watched from the doorway by my husband before he came over to me. "I'm sorry Callie..." He rasped, his voice conveying his guilt.

"Please don't be mon amour. You did what you had to, to protect us." I told him as I wiped my eyes. "I cry because no matter what, he was still my brother. No matter what he's done he's still blood. I mourn our memories Happy, not the fact that he's gone." I explained.

Happy didn't know how to reply to that so he simply nodded. He reached up with his hand on his good side to stroke my cheek softly. "You're such a softy Happy Lowman." I told him with a small smile.

"Only for you Cal." He chuckled.

He reached down placing his hand on my belly stroking his thumb over the tiny bump of a baby belly. His eyes moved down to look at my belly and I watched a small smile cross his face.

Happy's P.O.V

I stared down at Callie's lower abdomen, marvelling at the wonder of feeling the firmness of her slowly growing bump under my finger tips. A child is growing inside of her. MY child is growing inside of her...

When I met Callie I knew one day we would end up here... Now, I'm not a sentimental type of guy, I don't usually have much use for most emotions. Callie changed all of that. Suddenly I was picturing our life together the moment I saw her smile. I could see me proposing, marrying her. Seeing her waddling around the house with a perfectly rounded belly full of a child of our own creation.

I never did imagine all the hells we would go through together but where we are right now  in this moment I wouldn't change it for anything. When I was a kid I thought about one day falling in love and having a family. But after my father died and I saw how broken my Ma was. I realized I never wanted to put the woman I loved through that but when I met Callie. I couldn't not be with her. I had to have her by my side.

I looked up and met her eyes and she was grinning at me. "Let's go home Hap." She told me softly.

I nodded and helped her down from the ring. Being careful with my arm that was now held up in a sling I pulled my wife to my chest. I laid my chin on top of her head and felt her sigh as she wrapped her arms around my middle. I kissed the top of her head before taking her hand as we walked to the car.

The drive home was a peaceful kind of quiet and when we arrived Callie dropped her purse on the hall table and made her way toward our bedroom. I heard a door close before the shower started. I stepped into our bedroom and sat on the bed as I listened to her break down sobbing.

I hung my head feeling guilt creeping in on me. I never feel guilty for the lives I take but I know how close him and Callie where before we met... Like she told me, she needed time to mourn their memories.

I stripped down to my boxers and laid down in bed waiting for her. Soon enough the water stopped and shortly thereafter she stepped out of the bathroom in my tee shirt. I opened my good arms and she immediately climbed into my arms. I held her and she snuggled into my chest.

"I love you Callie." I said lowly to her before kissing the top of her head.

"Je t'aime aussi mon roi." She mumbled softly. (I love you too my king.)