In which their lives go on.
BOOK 1 : UNDERCOVER
BOOK 2 : DETECTIVES
TITLE USED TO BE : LAST FIRST KISS.
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Finished - December 2020
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Amelia
I slowly got up from the bed, trying not to make any noises. Every single time the bed creaked, I stopped moving altogether and looked over at Jay - hoping he was still sleeping. Once I managed to actually get up, I hurried up and grabbed all of my clothes that were scattered around his bedroom floor.
"Are you really trying to sneak out?" Jay asked, his voice hoarse from just waking up. "If so, you are doing a shit job at it." He chuckled, sitting up to look at me.
"I- uh, I wasn't." I lied, biting my bottom lip as I got dressed in front of him. No point in hiding now.
"So much for only making it easy on us, uh?" He used my words from the night before as he put on his boxers and got up from the bed. Jay walked towards me and stopped just out of hand reach. "I mean, once I would get it, but four times isn't making it easier, is it?" He half heartedly laughed, then his mouth set in a hard line - not showing any emotions.
"Jay..." I trailed off, shutting my eyes closed and shaking my head. I didn't know what that night meant. Even though I knew I loved him and wanted him back, I wasn't sure if I could do it just yet.
"I know, I know." He nodded, lightly touching my face with his hands. His fingers relaxed me and finally allowed me to open up my eyes. "It doesn't have to be right now. Take the time you need to trust me again, I'll wait for you."
"I can't ask you to do that, Jay." I sighed, leaning against his left hand.
"But you can. And even though you aren't asking, that's what I want to do. I will do everything I can to make you trust me again. What we had was too good to throw it all to waste because of my stupid mistakes. I shouldn't have done what I did and I will work 'til the day I die to prove to you that I regret it. I love you, Amelia." He leaned in to kiss me and I closed in on his lips as well, taking my sweet time before moving against him. Once we pulled away, I smiled at him lightly.
"I don't want to considerate us in a relationship yet, Jay." I admitted, looking down at my feet to avoid seeing his face fall.
"Why?" He asked, confused and slightly irritated.
"Because then I'd feel like I'm hiding you and keeping this a secret and that is not what I want. When we're going to start dating again, I want to be able to tell everyone about you. I don't want secrets, Jay." I told him, watching a smile form on his lips. I knew he liked my answer, mostly because Erin had done everything she could to keep their relationship a secret from the start and I knew he suffered from it a lot. But that wasn't me. That wasn't what I wanted at all and I needed him to know that.
I wasn't trying to compete against Erin, because after last night I knew damn well who would've won.
"Okay, I can get on board with that." He chuckled lightly and I did as well, kissing his cheek and pulling away completely.
"Good. Because I have to go and make up a lie to Hailey- which I hate because I literally just said no secrets." I sighed heavily, heading to the bathroom to wash my face.
Jay laughed as he followed me to the bathroom. He simply watched me remove my makeup with some water and a bit of soap. Then I washed my face completely, feeling much more fresh.
"Could you go grab me my tooth brush in my purse, please?" I asked him sweetly, watching him nod as he left the bathroom. I smiled to myself, thinking about how this was the shortest break up I ever had.
Usually, when I left someone it was definite. But with Jay, it wasn't the same thing. With him, it was like I never had enough. I had missed him even though we had only been broken up for approximately 3 weeks - which is practically nothing. But without Jay time seemed longer than ever. We had gone through a lot of things together and it seemed to me like ever since the day we met we had each other's back. He protected me no matter what and I protected him. Jay was and is my rock. I could lean on him and he could lean on me. I think that is what made our relationship so strong so quickly. It was based on nothing but love and support - even though we had just been through quite a down phase, we pulled through. I love him and I regret absolutely nothing about him.
The only thing I hated was the fact that I could never carry his child, though I suppose it wasn't much of a problem since he had once admitted to not wanting children because of our jobs. But still, I could imagine a little Jay Halstead running around a small house on the suburban side of Chicago. I sighed, knowing it wasn't the future I was going to have but that was fine. At least I had Jay.
Speaking of which, he still hadn't come back with my toothbrush yet.
"Jay? Did you find it?" I asked loudly and after a few seconds without a response I frowned. I stepped away from the sink and dried my hands before getting out of the bathroom. I walked over to Jay who was crouched down in front of my purse. "Jay? What's up?" I tried again, crouching besides him and gasping once I saw what he held in his hand.
"What the hell is this, Amelia?" He held it in front of me and my face paled. I didn't know what to say at all. "Amelia?"
