This
story is a sequel to “A Love Lost.” I hope you enjoy it. If you have any
feedback feel free to e-mail me at [email protected]
Right Here Waiting For You
By
Jessica Jean Dickson
A year had past since Josh was killed. JJ arrived in Palm Beach just a couple days ago. She’d been spending the year in Boston with the Ryan’s. She went there to recover from the lasting shock and guilt she’d felt for not doing something to safe Josh’s life.
She
went into therapy, but it didn’t help. The counselors kept telling her that
everything will be all right and she can start her life all over again. Yeah right. What a bunch of phonies.
She looked out towards the ocean, missing the peace it would always bring to her, but it also reminded her what took place there a year ago. She closed her eyes and let the memories embrace her.
She
opened her eyes and wiped away the tears. Turning, she headed home.
A
few minutes later, she walked inside her apartment, locking the doors behind
her. She looked around and noticed the change. It was clean and not the mess
she left behind. A smile crossed her lips.
“Tom,
must’ve kept it clean after I left.” Walking towards the kitchen counter, she
picked up one the pictures. She ran her fingers over the frame. “You’ve always
been there for me when I needed you the most.” She kissed it. “I love you,
Thomas Ryan.” Placing it back on the counter, she walked up the stairs and went
to bed.
The
early morning sun peeked its way through the window of the small studio
apartment. Tom Ryan was sleeping peacefully, until,
RRRRRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNGGGGGGG!
“Dammit!
Who can be calling me this early?” He rolled over, picking up the offending object.
“He…hello.”
“Good morning, son.”
He was now fully awake.
“Dad! Good morning to you, too. Is something the matter?”
Lyam chuckled. “Now, son,
why do you think that there’s a problem?”
He shook his head. “Dad,
remember who you’re talking to. You can’t keep anything from me.”
Lyam sighed. “You’re right,
Tommy. The reason why I called is; have you heard from JJ in the last couple of
days?”
“JJ? I thought she was with
you guys.”
Lyam’s voice turned serious.
“No, she’s not. She took a flight without telling us back to Palm Beach a few
days ago. We just thought you'd heard from her. She usually goes to you first.
We’re really worried about her.”
Tom ran his hand through his
hair. “She usually calls me. This isn’t like her. I’ll go check up on her.
That’s if she’s still here.”
There was a knock at the
door.
“Um…dad, I have to go.
Someone’s at the door. I’ll call if I find out anything. Love ya.”
“Love you, too, son. Let us
know what you find out.”
They hung up.
Grabbing a robe, Tom got up
and answered the door. The object of his conversation was standing there.
“JJ! Do you know how many
people are worried about you?”
She rolled her eyes. “Nice
to see you, too, Tom. Can I come in?”
He let her in. She walked
past him and sat on the couch. He took a seat across from her. She cast her
eyes down to avoid his fatherly gaze.
“So, what brings you back so
soon? Are you feeling better?” Tom inquired.
Her head shot up. “No, I’m
not feeling or doing better. Why does everyone keep asking me that?!” She
stood, walking towards the window, tears flowing down her cheeks unchecked.
“This was suppose to be our one year anniversary as husband and wife.”
He walked towards her,
placing his hands on her shoulders. She turned, embracing him. Her body
trembled against him with each racking sob.
“The counselors told me that
everything will be all right and I could start my life all over again. I don’t
want to start it over again! I wanted to start it with him.”
Tom lifted her face. “JJ,
you’re still mourning over Josh’s death. It’s going to be a very long time
before you find someone like him again, but don’t let it eat you up inside. You
are bright, beautiful, and loved by so many people and we’re worried about
you.”
She pulled away from him.
“That was Lyam on the phone, wasn’t it? I’m a grown woman for godsakes! I can
live my own life!” She walked past him, grabbing her purse. “Thanks for the
chat, Tom.” She turned to leave.
Grabbing her arm, he spun
her around. “You wait, young lady. I know I’m not your father, but I’m the
closet thing you have to one, so you’re going to listen to me.” He took her by
the arm and sat her down on the couch. “Stop taking your anger out on us. We’re
trying to help you, but you keep pushing us away. Nothing we say or even do
will bring Josh back and you’re going to have accept that.”
She slapped him. “How dare
you say that? You know you’re right. Nothing will bring back my parents or
Josh, but you wanna know something?” A sly smile crossed her lips. “It’s your
fault Josh was killed.” Standing, she pushed him away. “Because of you and your
stupidity the man that I love is dead.” Her glare intensified. “Why didn’t I
see this before? You sent me back to Boston because you felt guilty.”
He stood his ground. “You’re
way out of line. You have no right.”
Her eyes narrowed. “I have
every right!” She screamed. “I hope you’re happy.” She walked out the door,
slamming it shut.
Tom sagged to the floor. He
couldn’t believe what he just heard. Of all people in the world, he couldn’t
believe that JJ blamed him for Josh’s death.
“Maybe it’s just anger that
has consumed her and she need someone to blame. I don’t think that she met that
I wanted Josh to die or maybe I did. What have I done?”
Putting his head in his
hands, he let the guilt over take him.
JJ set her purse on the counter. Looking at the picture of her and Tom, she took it and threw it against the wall.
“You son-of-a-bitch! It’s
your fault he’s dead! It’s your fault!”
She ran to the wall, tearing
the pictures off one by one. She went up and down the apartment tearing
pictures off the wall and throwing them against the wall. She went to her
bedroom. Opening the closet, she saw the white wedding dress hanging in its
plastic bag.
“You!” Grabbing the bag, she
removed the dress. “It’s your fault!” She ripped it to little pieces and threw
them everywhere. She stood in the middle of her room, looking around. “What
have I done?” She collapsed on the bed and cried.
A few hours later, Tom went
to check up on her. After their conversation, he finally gathered up the
courage to set her straight. Entering the apartment, he stood in the doorway.
“Oh my god!” Walking inside,
he saw the total destruction. Broken pictures frames, and pieces of glass were
scattered everywhere. Stepping over the mess, he headed up the stairs. He heard
faint crying coming from the bedroom. Pushing the door open further, he shook
his head.
“Oh JJ, what did you do?”
He approached the bed
carefully, sitting down beside her. She heard the noise and sat up. Looking
around, she saw what she did.
“What have I done?” She
looked at the material in her hand and then at Tom. “I’m so sorry.”
He gathered her in his arms,
letting her cry. “It’s all right. I’m here, little one. I’m here.” He held onto
her until she fell asleep. Laying her down gently, he kissed her on the
forehead and went downstairs to begin the unavoidable task of cleaning up.
The next morning JJ woke up to the buzzing of her alarm clock. Sitting up, she stretched. Looking around the room, she noticed it was clean. Grabbing a robe, she headed downstairs. It was clean too. Smiling, she looked towards the couch. She picked up the blanket and covered him.
“I’m so sorry for the things
I said to you. What would I do without you?”
“Let’s hope you never have
to find out.” He said through half closed eyes.
She ducked her head. “Can
you ever forgive me?”
Sitting up, he embraced her.
“I forgive you, JJ. I know you didn’t mean it.”
She held him tight. “I love
you, dad.”
“I love you, too.”
“Tom, Cassy, can you please
come into my office?”
“Sure, skipper.” Entering
Harry’s office, he shut the door behind them. He motioned them to sit as he
took his seat behind his desk.
“What’s this about,
skipper?” Tom asked.
He tossed two folders in
their direction. They picked them up and began to read them.
“The mayor wants a tight lid
on this one. It seems that one of the members of an elite group has been
getting death threats.”
“What’s the group’s name,
Harry?” Cassy asked.
“NSYNC,” Harry replied.
“You’ve got to be kidding
me. They’re one of the top selling pop groups out there. This could be some
crazed fan or just a publicity stunt.”
Harry slid his glasses to
the bridge of his noise. “We are going to take this very seriously, Srgt. Ryan.
Is that clear?”
Tom gulped. “Yes, sir.”
“Good. They’re performing
right here in Palm Beach for a couple of days. You two have security duty,
since the mayor has requested you two personally.” He handed them their passes.
“You’ll need to report to a Mr. Robert Peterson. He’s the head of security.” He
paused. “Oh, Tom, give these to JJ and tell her I said hi.” He gave Tom two
tickets and a backstage pass.
Tom and Cassy walked out of
the office.
“JJ, are you home?”
“Be down in a minute!”
Few minutes later, she
walked downstairs. “Hey Tom, what’s up?”
Reaching into his pocket, he
grabbed the tickets and pass and gave them to her.
Her mouth dropped. “NSYNC
tickets and a backstage pass you’ve got to be kidding me.”
He shook his head. “Nope,
I’m not. Be ready by seven and I’ll explain everything.”
She hugged him. “Okay,
thanks Tom. I’ll see you then and thank you.”
He smiled. “Don’t thank me.
Thank Harry.”
“I will.”
He left.
JJ picked up the phone,
dialing the station.
“Palm Beach Police
Department how may I direct your call?”
“Um…Captain Harry Lipschitz
please.”
“May I ask who’s calling?”
“Srgt. Ryan’s daughter.”
“One moment please.”
The operator pushed a button
and the other end picked.
“Captain Lipschitz. How can
I help you?”
JJ smiled. “Thank you for
the tickets, Harry.”
“You’re welcome dear and
welcome home.”
She cringed. “Thanks.”
They hung up. JJ went into
the bedroom to get ready for tonight.
Seven ‘o clock rolled around and still no Tom.
“Where could he be?”
She heard a knock at the
door.
“Coming!”
She opened the door and
smiled.
“You ready?”
“Yep, let’s go.”
They arrived at the stadium
a few minutes later.
“Okay, me and Cassy have to
meet the head of security. You stay out of trouble.”
She gave him a mock salute.
“Yes, dad, I will. I’ll be fine.”
Cassy smiled, whisking Tom
away before he started to give her orders.
JJ walked down the long
corridor, whistling all the way. She wasn’t watching where she was going and
bumped into the man walking towards her. She fell to the ground.
He helped her to her feet.
“I’m sorry. I wasn’t watching where I was going.”
She looked at him and
grinned. He was muscular, handsome, and his blue pierced right through her
green. He’s so attractive. Snap out of it
JJ. “Um…I’m sorry.” She extended her hand to him. “My name is JJ. What’s
yours?”
He shook the offered hand.
“My name is JC. Pleasure to meet you.” He saw the pass hanging around her neck.
“Are you a fan?”
She followed his gaze. “Oh,
I’m here with my dad, Srgt. Tom Ryan. He and his partner are working security
detail.” She paused. “Here he comes now.”
Turning, JC saw Tom walking
towards them, but he wasn’t alone.
“Well, I see you and JC have
met,” Mr. Peterson inquired.
JJ ducked her head,
blushing.
“JC, you’ve got to get
ready.”
JC nodded. “Yes, Robert. I
was just on my way to meet the other guys.” Taking one of JJ’s hands, he kissed
it. “I hope to see you again.” With that he walked away.
“What was that about?” Tom
asked.
“I don’t know. I’m going to
go to my seat now.”
He kissed her cheek. “See
you later. Have fun.”
She smiled devilishly. “Oh,
I intend too.” She left.
“I’ve created a monster.” He
left to meet up with Cassy.
The screaming fans tried to drown out the five singers, but to no avail. JJ looked at one singer in particular and smiled. Looking down at her, he did the same thing. Looking out towards the audience, he announced,
“This song is dedicated to a
very special lady and you know who you are.”
The fans quieted down as the soft melody began to play throughout the stadium.
Day after day
And I slowly go insane
I hear your voice on the
line
But it doesn’t stop the pain
If I see you next to never
How can we stay forever
JJ eyes began to well with
tears. Josh, it couldn’t be. That was our
song. She continued to listen to the music.
Whatever you do
I’ll be right here waiting
for you
Whatever it takes
Or how my heart breaks I
will be right here waiting for you
The tears slipped one by one unchecked down JJ’s cheeks. JC looked down at her and continued singing.
All the times that I thought
would last somehow
I taste the tears
But I can’t get near you now
Oh, can’t you see it baby
You’ve got me going crazy
The fans screamed as he sang the chorus.
Whatever you do
I’ll be right here waiting
for you
Whatever it takes
Or how my heart breaks
I will be right here waiting
for you
I wonder how we can survive
this romance
But in the end I’m with you
I’ll take that chance
Oh, can’t you see it baby
You’ve got me going crazy
Waiting for you
JC finished the last line and the crowd cheered loudly. JJ wiped away the tears that flowed down her cheeks. She looked up at him and froze. He did the same. Their eyes never left each other. The other band members made there way onto the stage and took their bows, and then left the stage.
She shook her head in disbelief.
Josh. It couldn’t be. She left to go
meet Tom. He saw the tears rolling down her cheeks and was concerned.
“JJ, are you all right?”
She hugged him. “Can we go
home, please? I don’t know if I can stay here.”
He bit his lower lip. “It’s
going to be awhile. Are you sure you’re all right?”
She nodded. “I’ll go get
some air and wait for you and Cassy.” She left.
Cassy walked up behind him.
“Is she going to be okay?”
He shook his head. “I don’t
know, Cass. One minute she’s fine and then one minute she’s an emotional
wreck.”
She sighed. “Well, if you
were paying attention to the last song, you would’ve realized that was her
wedding song.”
He slapped his forehead.
“Oh, man. I have to find her.” He attempted to leave.
She stopped him. “Let her
be. I think someone’s already ahead of you on that situation.” She pointed to
the young man heading in JJ’s direction. “Come on, let’s go see Mr. Peterson.”
He sighed as the young man
ran in JJ’s direction. “You’re right as usual, Cass.”
She placed a hand on his
shoulder. “That’s what’s great about being a father. You have to let them grow
up sometime in their lives.”
He kissed her on top of her
head and they left.
JJ stopped running. Sliding
down the wall, she buried her head in her hands and cried.
JC walked towards her.
Kneeling beside her, he asked, “JJ, are you all right?”
She didn’t answer him.
“Oh, so you’re going to be
the silent type are we? Well, I’ll fix that.” Placing his hands against her
sides, he wiggled his fingers. She started to laugh.
“Okay, I give up! No more!
Please stop!”
He stopped. “Gets them every
time.”
She looked up at him. “I
take it you’ve done this before.”
He chuckled. “It’s works on
the guys when they’re down.” He decided to change the subject. “I saw you after
I sang my solo. I’ve never seen anyone react that way before.”
She cast her eyes down.
“Maybe I’ll tell you some other time.”
“It’s a date then. Um, you
want me to take you to your dad?”
She smiled. “I would be
honored, JC. Maybe in that date you can tell me what JC stands for?"
“And maybe you can tell me
what JJ stands for?”
He helped her to her feet.
“Deal.”
“Okay, let’s get you to
Srgt. Ryan before he starts looking for us.” Taking her by the hand, they
walked off.
Tom saw them approaching and
let out the breath he didn’t realize he was holding. “Are you feeling better?”
She grinned. “Yes, I’m
feeling better. All I needed was some fresh air.” Blushing, she looked at JC.
Tom saw that and his eyes
narrowed. “Um, okay. Let’s take you home, young lady.”
JC took her hand and kissed
it. “Until tomorrow, my lady.”
She giggled and left.
Tom turned and smiled at the
young man. He smiled back.
Tom pulled the car into the driveway. He shut off the engine and let her out. She embraced him.
“Thank you so much for
tonight and for letting me come. I had a great time.”
“I’m glad that you did and
you wanna know something?”
She gave a curious stare.
“What?”
“It’s good to see you
smiling and laughing again. I’ve missed that.”
She kissed him on the cheek.
“You’re right. I feel better now more than ever. I don’t know what’s come over
me.”
“Maybe it’s a sign or
something?”
“I guess you’re right and
you’ve been right about a lot of things.” She hugged him again. “I love you,
Tom.”
“I love you, too, JJ.” He
turned to leave.
“Oh, Tom, tell Lyam and Margaret
that I’m doing just fine.”
“I will and be ready at the
same time tomorrow.”
“I wouldn’t miss it for the
world.” She entered her apartment.
He looked up towards the
heavens. “Thank you, Josh. It’s good to see her smile again.” He got into his
car and left.
The next morning JC walked into the station. Taking a deep breath, he headed towards Tom.
“Srgt. Ryan?”
Tom looked up from his file.
“JC, what brings you here?”
Pulling a note out of his
pocket, JC handed it to Tom. He took it and read it.
“Another one.”
JC swallowed nervously.
“Yeah, another one. I found this one by my nightstand in my hotel room. The
other guys don’t know about it. After I found it, I came straight here.”
Tom nodded. “Sit, please.”
He sat down.
“I’m glad you came to me,
JC. I didn’t get the chance to thank you for what you did for JJ.”
“You’re welcome, sir. I’m
glad I can help.”
“Tom, please.” He took
another look at the note. “I’m gong to take this to the lab and get it
analyzed.”
“What am I suppose to do
until then?”
Tom scratched his chin. “I
can think of something, but I’ll let you know later. If you get another one let
me know, okay?”
“Thanks, Tom. I’ll see you
tonight and tell JJ I said hi.” He got up and left.
Harry saw JC leave and
headed towards Tom. “Is that who I think it is?”
Tom chuckled. “Yes, Harry,
it was. He got another one. I’m taking it to the lab.”
Harry smiled. “I take it JJ
had a great time.”
“She did.” He looked at his
watch. “Well, I have a couple of hours to kill until I meet up with Cassy and
JJ, so I’m going to see what the lab boys come up with.”
Harry walked back into his
office and Tom left.
JC entered his hotel room and stopped abruptly.
“Oh, my God!”
His room was in shambles as
he walked inside and looked around. Papers and clothes were everywhere. Looking
up at the wall, he paled.
He ran out of the room, nearly knocking over Justin.
“Hey, man, what gives?”
JC ignored him and ran out
of the hotel. He got into his car and sped off towards the station.
Ten minutes later, he ran
into the squad room. Tom looked up, seeing the fear in his eyes.
“JC, are you all right?”
JC stood there.
Placing a hand on his
shoulder, Tom inquired, “JC, is everything all right?”
JC swallowed nervously.
“No…no. My room was thrashed. I’m…I’m next.”
Tom paled. “Oh, God. Okay,
I’m going to take you some place safe.”
JC nodded.
Tom looked at his partner.
“Tell Harry I’m going out for a couple of minutes.”
Cassy nodded. “I want to
know everything when you get back.”
They left.
Tom drove up to the driveway and shut off the engine. Looking over at his passenger, he saw that he was shaking like a leave. Tom ran out of the car, heading towards the front door. Few minutes later he arrived with help.
“JJ, help me get him
inside.”
She nodded, helping him get
JC inside. Once they entered, JC collapsed from the shock. Tom put him over his
shoulder and carried him into the guestroom. He set him on the bed and left.
Walking down the stairs, he met the angry gaze of his daughter.
“What the hell happened to
him?! And furthermore, why did you bring him here?”
Tom shrugged. “JJ, I’m
sorry. It was the only place I could think of that would be safe for him to
stay.”
Her anger disappeared. “Is
he all right?”
He shook his head. “I don’t
know. He came to see me saying he was next.” He sighed. “He’s been getting
death threats and Harry assigned me and Cassy to protect him and his friends.”
She put her hand up. “I
don’t know to hear anymore. He can stay here, but that doesn’t mean I don’t
like this idea one bit.”
He kissed her cheek. “Thank
you, JJ”
She hugged him. “You’re
welcome.”
He left.
She sighed, heading towards
the kitchen to fix her guest something to eat.
Tom walked into the station
a few minutes later. He headed towards his desk and noticed a young man sitting
opposite her partner. She was sitting there doodling something on a notepad.
She looked up.
“Hey, Tom. This is Justin
Timberlake. He’s one of JC’s friends and also a member of NSYNC.”
Justin shook his hand.
“Pleasure to meet you, sir. How’s JC?”
“He’s doing all right. He’s
somewhere safe for now.”
Justin sat back down. “I saw
his hotel room. He ran into me, nearly knocking me on my butt. He looked like
he just saw a ghost. That scared the hell out of me.”
“It scared him even more.”
Justin stood up again. “Take
care of him, Mr. Ryan. He’s like a brother to me and the rest of the guys.” He
left.
“I will, Justin. I will.” He
sat down at his desk.
Cassy glanced at him. “Where
did you take him?”
“JJ’s.”
Cassy smiled. “She’s really
going to like that.”
Tom chuckled. “I don’t think
she’ll mind the company.”
“Come on hotshot. Let’s go
check out the hotel room.”
JJ carried the tray of food up to the guestroom. Opening the door, she entered the bedroom. She saw him standing by the window. JJ cleared her throat.
“Um…JC, I thought you would
like something to eat.
He turned. “I’m not hungry.”
JJ shook her head. “Don’t
give me that because I’ve been through it before.” She set the tray on the
nightstand. “I’ll be downstairs if you want to talk.” She left.
JC looked at the food. “I’m
sorry, JJ. You’ve been open with me and now I’m not open with you.”
He picked up the fork and
began to eat his meal.
Tom and Cassy entered the hotel room. The rest of the members of NSYNC were there, looking at the writing on the wall along with Robert Peterson. Peterson turned and faced the detectives.
“Where’s JC? Justin tells me
he went to see you this morning.”
Tom nodded. “Yes, he did.
He’s somewhere safe for now until this settles down.”
“I didn’t know this was
going to go this far.”
“Neither did we, Mr.
Peterson. We are recommending that you guys cancel the rest of your shows until
further notice.”
Joey stepped in. “No way,
dude. What about our fans? I know they paid a lot of money to see us.”
Tom glared at the young man.
“What about, JC? Don’t you think he’s more important than your fans.”
Joey took a step back.
“Sorry, I didn’t think.”
“It’s all right, Joey. I
know we’re all under a lot of pressure.”
“Srgt. Ryan is right,”
Justin responded. “Besides, I haven’t seen my family in over a year and I would
like to see my mother. What do you guys think?”
The group nodded in
agreement.
“Good, it’s settled then.
We’ll continue the tour after this is all over,” Justin said.
“We’ll keep you informed
about JC and any possible leads.”
Tom and Cassy left with the
rest of the group in tow.
JC finished his meal and set the tray back on the nightstand. Opening the door, he proceeded to walk downstairs. Stopping abruptly, he stood on the top step, listening to the sad melody playing from the other room.
It’s hard to see in a
crimson love
So hard to breathe
Walk with me, and maybe
Nights of light so soon
become
Wild and free I could feel
the sun
Your every wish will be done
They tell me…
“Oh, Josh. I’m so sorry.” Came a cry.
Josh. So, that’s who I remind her of. He walked down the stairs still listening to
the beautiful melody.
Is this the feeling I need
to walk with
Tell me why I can’t be where
you are
There’s something missing in
my heart
JC stopped at the bottom step and peeked around the corner, seeing a sight that scared him. JJ was sitting on the couch pressing a picture against her chest. He saw the racking sobs that coursed through her body. He took a step towards her, but stopped.
What am I doing? I’m invading her privacy. Maybe I should leave. He turned, bumping into a
lamp. She turned with a start.
“JC, what the hell are you
doing?”
He gulped. “I’m sorry. I-I
didn’t mean to intrude. Really, I’m sorry.”
She smiled. “It’s okay,
really. I’m not use to having company since-”
He walked to the couch,
taking a seat beside her. He saw the picture she was holding on the table. He
picked it up. “Is this who I remind you of?”
She snatched it from, placing
it face down on the table. “Yes.” She stood, walking towards the window. “He
was killed about a year ago.”
His eyes cast down. “I
didn’t mean to push.”
“It’s okay. I suppose it
helps talking about it as I’ve been told.”
He stood, walking towards her.
Placing his hands on her shoulders, she leaned into his embrace. “JJ, life can
change in an instant. Trust me I know.”
“That’s what he used to
say.”
“Josh.”
She turned, glaring at him.
“How did you know his name?”
“I heard you say his name as
I was coming down the stairs.”
She ducked her head. “I
didn’t mean to yell at you.”
“It’s all right.” He decided
to change the subject. “Come on, let’s go sit on the couch and talk. I’ll even
tell you what JC means and maybe you can tell me what JJ means.”
They walked towards the
couch, sitting beside each other.
“Alright, what does JC stand
for?”
“You really want to know?”
“Yes, I really want to
know.”
He grinned. “It stands for
Joshua Scott Chasez.”
She looked at him in
surprise. “That’s why you remind me of him.” She paused. “Well, I’m shocked.
Now I suppose it’s my turn. JJ stands for Jennifer James Andrews.”
He smiled, taking a strand
of loose red hair and putting back behind her ear. “I like Jennifer better.”
She placed her hand on his
cheek. “And I like Joshua better, too.”
They leaned closer together,
lips inches apart.
“Um…maybe we should call
this a night.” She stood. “Goodnight, Joshua.”
He grabbed her hand, kissing
it. “Goodnight, Jennifer.”
She left. She entered her
bedroom and turned on the light. What am
I doing? He’s been dead a year, maybe its time for me to move on. Turning
off the light, she went to bed.
The
next morning Tom decided to check up on JJ. He got out of the car, carrying the
bagels and juice to the front door. He rang the doorbell. The door opened.
“Good
morning, Srgt. Ryan. It’s nice to see you again.”
He looked at him, his eyes
narrowing in suspicion. JC was standing there wearing no shirt, just a pair of
jogging pants, drenched in sweat. JC saw the look on his face and chuckled.
Typical father. “I just came from a jog. It was great! I didn’t get mugged by any
fans.”
He nodded. “That’s great,
JC. Is JJ up?”
“Joshua, who’s at the door?”
Tom did a double take. No way.
“It’s your dad, Jennifer.”
“I’ll be right down!”
She walked down the stairs,
embracing her visitor. “Good morning, Tom.” She looked at the bags in his
hands. “You brought breakfast. You shouldn’t have. Come in.”
She shut the door behind
him. “So, what brings you here?”
“I wanted to see how you and
JC were doing. As I can see everything seems just fine.”
She recognized the tone in
his voice. “You can stop with the third degree, dad.” She chuckled. “I was
upstairs sleeping and JC went running early. He came back right before you hit
the door. He’s been a perfect gentleman since he’s been here.”
JC interrupted. “I’m going
to take shower and let you two been alone.” He ran upstairs, slamming the
bathroom door.
Her eyes narrowed. “Thomas
Patrick Ryan! You had no right to do that!”
“JJ, I’m just protecting
you. You don’t even know him.”
“JC’s a good listener, like
some other people I know. For goodness sakes, Josh has been dead a year and for
the first time in that year, I’m really happy and I’ve finally talked to
someone who understands me.”
He sighed. “I’m sorry, JJ. I
didn’t mean to judge him. I’m happy that you’re happy, but if he breaks your
heart, I’ll kill him.”
She hugged him. “You’re just
protecting your little girl and don’t even think about.”
JC walked down the stairs.
“Is it safe now?”
Tom smiled. “It’s safe, JC.
I’m sorry for assuming too much. I guess it’s the cop in me.”
“Apology accepted. Let’s
eat.”
They grabbed the bag and ate
their breakfast.
Two hours later, Tom walked into the station. Cassy glanced at him and smiled.
“So, how’s JJ?”
He wagged a finger at her.
“Don’t even think about it, Cass. They didn’t do anything, not that she would
tell me and don’t assume too much.”
“Smart ass.” She handed him
a piece of paper. “The lab picked up a finger print on the death threat.”
Tom looked at the paper and
paled. “Come on, Cass. We’ve got to get the rest of boys. They might be in
danger.”
Tom ran out of the station,
with Cassy right behind him.
The cool summer breeze whipped through her hair as they strolled along the beach.
“Oh, Josh, just one more week and we’ll be together forever.”
A gunshot roared through the night, catching the young man by surprise.
He clenched his chest, as he fell to the ground.
“Josh, no! Someone help me!”
“Josh! Josh!” She sat up, panting and sweating heavily.
JC ran into the room,
panting. “Jennifer, are you all right?”
“I’m fine, Joshua. Go back
to bed.”
He wagged his finger. “Oh,
no you don’t. This is the second time you’ve shut me out.” He sat down beside
her. “Tell me what happened a year ago.”
“Just let it go!” She ran
out of the room and went downstairs.
JC ran after her. “Jennifer,
stop!” He grabbed her just before she went down to the beach. Turning, she
embraced him. He stroked her hair. “Come on, JJ, let’s get you inside.”
He took her into the house
and sat her down on the house. “Jennifer, I’m your friend, and I’m worried
about you. Every time I’ve asked you about what happened to Josh you just shut
down, and tonight you screamed out his name. Please, tell me what happened a
year ago.”
She looked at him, tears
flowing down her cheeks unchecked. “He was murdered right on the beach.”
He paled.
“He died in my arms, okay.
He died a week before we were supposed to get married. There are you
satisfied.” She stood, walking towards the window.
JC took a deep breath.
“JJ-Jennifer, I’m sorry. I-I didn’t mean to push or to do anything more to
upset you.”
“It’s not your fault, JC.”
She walked away from the window and sat back down. “I’ve been afraid to live my
life without him and now my fear came true. I don’t know if I can take it anymore.”
JC did the unthinkable. He
pressed her body against him and kissed her. This time she didn’t push him
away. She kissed him back. He pulled away.
“Jennifer, are you sure
about this? I don’t want to take advantage of you and if we do take it further,
I’m not him.”
She skimmed her hand down
his cheek. “I’m ready to move on with my life, Joshua. And if we do take it
further, I’ll be with you, not him.” With that said she kissed him.
A gunshot roared through the
window.
“JJ, get down!” JC shoved JJ
to the floor.
Another gunshot pierced
through the window.
“I have to call, Tom. Cover
me.”
JJ crawled to her cell
phone, dialing Tom’s number. “Come on, come on, Tom answer.”
The other end picked up.
“He-hello.”
“Tom, help us. Shots fired.
Hurry! Get away from me!”
The line went dead.
“JJ! JJ! Oh my God!”
He grabbed his keys and
called Cassy.
“Cass, meet me at JJ’s with
backup! Shot’s fired!”
He ran out of the apartment.
A few minutes later, Tom,
Cassy, and backup arrived. He pulled out his gun and entered the apartment.
“JJ, JC?”
Walking towards the counter,
he found a note.
IT’S GREAT HEARING FROM YOU AGAIN, RYAN. PRISON COULDN’T HOLD ME AND WITH A LITTLE HELP FROM THE OUTSIDE, I’M FREE. I’LL BE SEEING YOU SOON.
Tom put the note down and paled. Cassy ran to help her partner.
“He’s got her, Cass. He’s
got her.”
“Who has her, Tom?”
“Steven Spears.”
Cassy paled. “My god, how
did he get out of prison?”
“With a little help from the
outside.”
She nodded. “The note was
from-”
“Robert Peterson,” Tom
finished.
“Do you know where they are
now?”
“Where we caught him the
last time.”
“The warehouse.”
“Let’s go!”
They left to go rescue their
friends.
JC looked around the damp
room. He then looked over at JJ, who was still asleep. He crawled to her,
nudging her awake. “JJ, are you all right?”
Her eyes flickered open.
“JC, oh my god!” she screamed.
“JJ, what is it?”
She pointed to the door,
paling.
“It’s good to see you again,
my dear.”
JC looked around confused.
“Who is this guy?”
“Good of you to ask, JC.”
JC’s eyes narrowed. “You!
You’re the one whose been sending me the death threats.”
He clapped. “You’ve finally
figured it out. I’m proud of you, son.”
“What do you want with us,
Peterson?”
“It’s not you that I want,”
he pointed to JJ. “It’s her I want.”
JC stood behind her. “You’ll
have to go through me first to get to her.”
“That won’t be a problem.”
Spears pulled out a gun,
firing. Grabbing his shoulder, JC fell to the floor.
“JC, no!” She knelt down
beside him. “You bastard!” She rushed them and Spears knocked her out with the
butt of his gun. He put her over his shoulder and walked out. Peterson knelt
down to JC’s level. “I’ll be back for you.”
He walked out of the room,
laughing.
Spears carried her into the
next room, setting her down on a chair. He slapped her. “Wake up, bitch!”
Her eyes fluttered open.
“No!”
“It’s nice to see you again.
You look beautiful than ever.” His hand traced her cheek.
She batted it away. “Don’t
touch me!”
“I’ll touch you all I want.
I didn’t finish what I started the last time.”
Peterson put an end to it.
“Steven, enough. You can play with her later. I just want her roughed up, for
when Ryan arrives.”
He rubbed his hands
together. “That can be arranged. I love it when women beg me to stop. First
things first.” He pointed to the table. “Get me that rope and tie her hands
behind the chair.”
Peterson grabbed the rope,
tying JJ’s hands to the back of the chair.
“Please, don’t do this. I’ll
do anything, please.”
Spears smiled. “See what I
mean.” He slapped her. “Beg for me bitch! Beg for me!”
JJ didn’t say anything as he
kept hitting her. Blood began to trickle down her lips, staining her clothes.
After a few minutes, the world went black.
“Bitch!” Spears hit her one
more time and then untied her. Carrying her over his shoulder, he took her back
to JC.
JC looked up as they
entered. Pain shot through his shoulder. He grabbed it, but didn’t let them see
his pain. “What did you do to her?!”
The men said nothing as
Spears lay her on the bed. “Have a nice night.”
The door slammed shut.
Tom, Cassy, and Harry sat in
the car waiting outside the warehouse. Tom’s hands were trembling on top of the
steering wheel. Cassy placed her hand on his.
“Tom, it’s going to be
okay.”
“I just hope he doesn’t lay
a hand on her or JC.”
Harry nodded. “Give me the
word, Srgt., and I’ll have black and whites here in five minutes.”
Tom shook his head. “No,
Harry. If he hears anything, I know he won’t hesitate to kill the both of
them.”
“Tom, I’m your captain and
also your friend. This isn’t like the last time, he’s got backup this time.”
He sighed. “All right,
Harry. I’ll give them ten minutes.”
“Agreed.”
Harry pulled out his cell
phone and dialed the station.
“Tom, do you think this is a
great idea?”
“No, Cass, I don’t, but
that’s my daughter he has hostage and if it’s me he wants it’s me he’ll get.
Are you with me?”
Placing her hand on his
shoulder, she nodded, “Yes, we’re with you.”
“Let’s go.”
Getting out of the car, they
headed towards the warehouse.
Robert looked out the window
and grinned. “We’ve got company, Steven. I’ll get JC, you can have the girl.”
Spears chuckled as he went
to the other room along with Peterson.
“Get up you, two, we’ve got
a date with destiny.”
Robert grabbed JC’s injured
shoulder roughly as Spears grabbed JJ.
“I have something special
planned for you, son.”
“Why, Robert? I trusted you.
Why?”
“The money, what else is
there.”
“You’ll get whatever is
coming to you.”
“I don’t think so, JC.”
They went into the other
room and waited for their company to arrive.
Tom and Cassy entered the back as Harry went in through a side entrance. They scanned the whole warehouse, until they heard a scream. “Let me go!”
They proceeded towards the
noise.
“Drop the guns, please.”
Tom turned. “Peterson, I
should’ve known.”
“And you’re supposed to be the
smart one, but I would look before you react.”
The cops turned around.
Tom’s eyes widened.
“JJ!” He ran to her, but was
pushed down.
“I said drop the guns or she
dies.” He emphasized by pressing the gun into her temple.
They dropped their weapons.
“I swear, Spears, if you lay
another hand on her you’ll wish you never been born.”
The man laughed. “I’ve heard
that before, but I suggest you look up as well.”
They looked up and saw JC
hosted up above them. Sweat was dripping off his forehead from the pain.
“Now, I know the rest of the
world would miss him, so I suggest you don’t do anything stupid.”
“What do you want, Steven?”
“You of course, Ryan, for
what you did to my brother.”
“That was a long time ago.
It was an accident.”
He put the gun to JJ’s head.
“Bullshit! And you know it!”
JJ eyes widened. “Tom,
please help me, please.”
Tom put his hand up. “Take
me instead, Steven. It’s me you want, not her.”
He pushed her aside. “You
know you’re right. I don’t need this bitch anymore. Say goodbye and say hi to
your lover for me.” He cocked the gun.
“No!” Tom slid to the floor,
grabbing his gun. Spears saw that and reacted. Both men fell to the floor,
motionless.
JJ’s eyes widened. “Tom!
No!” JJ rushed to his side.
Peterson reacted as well.
Cassy and Harry grabbed their guns off the floor, firing. Peterson fell a few
feet away, dead.
Cassy and Harry rushed to
Tom’s side.
“Cassy, get JC. I’m calling
for backup,” he said, pulling out his cell phone.
Cassy did as she was told.
JJ stroke Tom’s hair. “Stay
with me. Stay with me.” She took one of his hands, placing it in hers. “Don’t
leave, please, don’t leave me.”
He didn’t respond to her.
Cassy freed JC. JC grabbed
his shoulder as it throbbed in pain. They rushed to Tom’s side. Harry put his
jacket under Tom’s head, hoping his detective would show some signs of life. Please, God not like this. Not like Chris.
They waited for the help to
arrive.
An hour later and there was
still no word on Tom’s condition. JC was rushed to the ER, too, and JJ was at
his side, until they pushed her away. Now, she was pacing the waiting room like
a caged animal waiting for some news on Tom and JC. Cassy and Harry were
standing there watching her.
“JJ, sweetie, come on sit
down,” Harry finally said.
She glared at them. “No, I’m
not going to sit down. I-I can’t sit down.”
“Um, excuse me are you here
for Mr. Ryan and Mr. Chasez?” a tall red headed woman asked.
They nodded.
“I’m Dr. Delarosa. I’ve been
treating them both since they were brought into my care.”
JJ swallowed the lump in her
throat. “H-how are they?”
“Mr. Chasez is going to be
fine. The bullet went clean through the shoulder. I’m releasing him in the
morning, but Mr. Ryan is a different story.”
JJ’s knees began to buckle.
Cassy grabbed her, helping her to the nearest chair. The doctor continued. “As
I said, Mr. Ryan is a different story. The bullet punctured his lung, lodging
dangerously close to his heart. We were able to remove the bullet and repair
some of the damage, but we almost lost him twice on the table, and we had to close
up until he’s strong enough for us to continue.”
JJ’s body began to tremble.
“W-When can I see them?”
“I can take you to Mr.
Chasez now, but it’s going to be awhile before you can see Mr. Ryan. We’re
moving him into ICU, so it may be about ten minutes. Follow me and I’ll take
you to Mr. Chasez.”
She looked at her friends.
Embracing Cassy, JJ cried.
She held her tight,
controlling her own emotions. “Everything’s going to be fine. Your-” she paused
to find the right word. “Dad is a fighter. I know he’ll pull through.”
JJ released her. “I-I know
he is.” She followed the doctor.
JJ followed the doctor in
silence to JC’s room.
“I’ll come get you when Mr.
Ryan is ready.” She left.
JJ entered the room, heading
towards the bed.
JC smiled. “Hey, I never thought
I would see you again.”
Grabbing his hand, she
squeezed it. She avoided his gaze. “Me, either. I’m sorry for what happened.”
He placed a finger under her
chin, lifting her face. “This wasn’t your fault, Jennifer. Don’t blame
yourself. Besides, I need the extra time off.”
She stood there in silence.
“JJ, what’s wrong?”
Her tears flowed down her
cheeks uncontrollably.
“Oh, baby.” JC pulled her
close and held her. “He’s going to be fine.” He stroked her hair. “I’m here for
you, Jennifer. Let it out.” Held her as the racking sobs took control of her
body.
She lifted her face, wiping
away the tears. She lightly brushed her lips against his. “Thank you, Joshua.”
“Ms. James, he’s ready for
you.”
JJ looked up, seeing Dr.
Delarosa standing in the doorway. JC squeezed her hand.
“Be strong.”
She let go of his hand,
following the doctor.
They walked into another
section of the hospital labeled ICU. They pushed through the double doors and
proceeded towards Tom’s room. They stopped.
“I’m warning you now, it’s
not very comforting in there. I’ll let you have a few minutes alone with him
and I’ll get Srgt. St. John or Captain Lipschitz to take you home.”
JJ nodded.
The doctor patted her
shoulder. “He’ll pull through, you’ll see. All we have to do is think positive.”
She left.
JJ’s hand trembled as she
opened the door. Standing in the doorway, she paled. Tom was hooked up to
machines that were breathing life into him. His tan color was gone. The sound
of the heart monitor was deafening. The sound of the respirator was even worse.
She’d never him like this. Gathering up her courage, she went towards the bed.
She sat down in the chair beside the bed. Grabbing one of his pale hands, she
gave it a gentle squeeze.
“Hey, I know you can hear
me, so listen up.” She wiped away a stray tear rolling down her cheek. “There’s
so much I have to say to you, but I don’t know where to begin. I should have
never come back to Palm Beach. I should’ve stayed in Boston and none of this
wouldn’t have happened.” The tears flowed down her cheeks, unchecked. “You’ve
always been there for me.”
She bit her lower lip, to
keep from crying out. “You’re the father I’ve never had. I don’t know what I
would do if I ever lost you. I’ve lost Josh, now I’m going to lose you.” She
swallowed the lump in her throat. “Don’t you dare leave me-” she paused.
“Daddy. Please don’t leave me. I need you now more than ever.”
She felt gentle hands on her
shoulders. She stood, embracing her visitor.
“Why, Cassy, why?!” she
finally cried out.
“I don’t know, JJ.” She lifted
her face so they were eye-to-eye. “You’ve got to believe in yourself and the
people around you that he’ll pull through. Come on, I’ll take you home.”
She walked over and kissed
his forehead. “I love you, dad.”
Cassy escorted her out.
The next morning she was
right by his side. She held onto his hand, hoping he would respond to her, but
nothing happened. She wiped away her
tears, and continued talking.
“You know, you’ve always
been there for me whenever I needed you. I don’t know how you’ve ever put up
with me. You are my rock, my firm foundation, and I don’t know if I can stand
losing you, too. Losing Josh was hard enough, but now I’m facing the fact that
I may lose you.”
“Let’s hope it won’t come to
that.”
She turned. “Lyam!
Margaret!” She stood, hugging both visitors.
“Oh, sweetie, are you all
right?”
She shook her head. “I don’t
know Aunt Maggie. I just don’t know. It’s my fault he’s here. It’s my fault.”
She brushed past them and ran out of the room.
Lyam held his wife. “Oh,
honey. She’s taking this really bad. I haven’t seen her like this since Josh
was killed.”
They looked at their son.
“Oh, Tommy, come back to us. Please God, bring our son back to us.”
They pulled up two chairs
and sat down next to their son, praying.
JC was packing his bags as he saw JJ running passed his room. He stopped packing. He started running after her.
“Jennifer, stop!”
She didn’t listen.
He caught up to her,
grabbing he arm, he said, “We’ve got to talk. Come on, let’s go find some place
quite.”
They headed towards the
courtyard. He set her down on the bench. She looked at the brick tile.
“Jennifer, what’s wrong? Is
it your dad?”
She took a deep breath.
“Yes, no, hell I don’t know anymore.”
“Then what is it?”
She looked at him. “Can you
honestly tell me that this was my fault that you two are here?”
He shook his head. “No, I
don’t blame you. I blame the men that did this to me and to your dad.”
She turned. “I should have
never come back to this awful place. It only destroys the people that I love.”
He turned her around. “If
you never came back, I wouldn’t have met you,” he paused. “And fallen in love
with you.”
She pulled from his grasp.
“Please Joshua, don’t say that. You really don’t mean it.”
He pulled her closer. “Yes,
I do mean it. From the first time I saw you, I fell in love with you. I’ve
never met anyone like you. You’re bright, beautiful, and caring. I’ve waited
forever for a girl like that. And I know you love me, too.”
She kissed him. “I love you,
Joshua. You’ve made me whole and I thank god that I have you, but I don’t know
if I can take this anymore, losing the people that I love.”
He embraced her. “Jennifer,
stop pushing us away. You have me, and your dad, and many other people that
love you. Okay? Don’t shut us out.”
“You’re right. I have to
stop shutting people I care about out.” She took a deep breath. “I think I’m
ready to go see him now and face my grandparents, too.”
“They love you no matter
what you do or say.” Taking her by the hand, they entered the hospital. They
headed towards the ICU ward. JJ
stopped.
“I don’t know if I can do
this.”
He gave her hand a gentle
squeeze. “You can and you will.”
They entered the room. Lyam
and Margaret embraced her.
“I’m so sorry for my
behavior earlier, Aunt Maggie and Uncle Lyam.”
“We understand, dear. We’ll
leave you alone for awhile.”
She looked at JC. He nodded
in assurance. She sat down and took one of Tom’s hands. Lyam, Margaret, and JC
left the room.
She took a deep breath,
trying to find the right words to say to him. “This scene seems all to familiar
to me, except I’m not holding you in arms, watching you die. Tom-dad, I know I
may not be the perfect daughter and the past couple of weeks since I’ve been
back, I’ve shut you out of my life and look what it has done. I promise I won’t
do it again. I just want to reassured by you that everything will be okay and
you can calling me little one again.” She gave his hand a gentle squeezed, this
time it squeezed back.
“T-Tom.”
His eyes began to flutter.
“Come on, Tom, open your
eyes.”
He opened his eyes. “JJ-”
She kissed his forehead.
“Welcome back. I thought I lost you.”
He struggled to talk. She
placed a finger on his lips. “Don’t try to talk.”
He gave her reassuring
smile.
“I’ll go get the doctor.”
He nodded, slowly.
She ran out of the room
nearly knocking over Dr. Delarosa. “He’s awake.”
The group let out a sigh of
relief.
“That’s good, Ms. James.
I’ll go see for my self.” She entered Tom’s room, shutting the door behind her.
She hugged JC. “You were
right, all of you were.”
“Come on, I’ll take you
home, and we can talk.”
She look at the Ryan’s and
blushed. “Oops, I forgot. Where’s my manners? Um, JC, this is Lyam and Margaret
Ryan, Tom’s parents.”
JC smiled. “Pleasure to meet
you both.”
“Do you have a place to stay
Aunt Maggie?”
“We’re staying at Tom’s until
he’s well,” Lyam replied.
“I’ll take you home then.”
They left the hospital.
The doctor entered his room to find Tom awake, looking around. She gave him a reassuring pat on the shoulder.
“Don’t worry, Mr. Ryan, I
sent them home. I’m going to call your captain with an update.”
He tried to talk, but the
respirator was in the way.
“I’ll remove that this
afternoon, if all goes well. I want to give the lung more time to rest. You’re
not out of danger yet. I still need to repair some of the damage, but I’m going
to wait until your stronger, okay?”
Tom nodded.
“Good. I want you to rest
until then, Mr. Ryan.” She scribbled something in his chart and left.
Tom drifted off to sleep.
The Ryan’s, JJ, and JC entered Tom’s apartment. Margaret looked at her and was concerned.
“Are you feeling okay, dear?
You look kind of pale.”
She noticed the tone in her
voice. “Yes, Aunt Maggie, I’m fine. I’ve been on edge for the past couple of
days.”
“We’re just worried about
you, JJ. We haven’t seen you like this since…”
She put up her hand. “I’m
fine, really. All I need to do is rest and go back to the hospital." She
kissed them. “I love you both so much.”
“And we love you, too,
dear.”
“Come on Jennifer, I’ll take
you home.” Looking at the Ryan’s, he smiled. “It was a pleasure meeting you
both.”
“Likewise.”
They left.
“It seems that our little JJ
found someone else. That’s good.”
“Yes, Lyam, it does. He’s a
very handsome young man and also very caring.”
“Come on, let’s get some
rest and we’ll go see Tommy a little later.”
JJ and JC entered the
apartment. Shutting the door, JJ embraced him, kissing him passionately. He
broke the kiss, trying to catch his breath.
“What was that for?”
She kissed him again. “For
always being there when I needed a friend and for understanding.”
He picked her up, carrying
her to the couch. “The last time we tried this, we were shot at.” He looked at
her seriously. “Are you sure you’re ready for this? Given the situation?”
She placed a finger to his
lips. “This has nothing to do with Tom. I’ve been living a sheltered life for a
year, shutting everyone that I hold dear out of my life. You freed me, JC. I’m
not going to push anyone away anymore. Especially you.”
“After tonight nothing will
be the same ever again.”
No more words were spoken as
the lovers made there way into the bedroom. JC unbuttoned her shirt, letting it
slide down her shoulders. She stood there trembling.
“Are you sure you’re ready
for this, baby?”
She nodded in assurance.
“I’m ready.”
He kissed her tenderly. “I’m
not going to hurt you.”
She stood closer to him,
pulling his shirt off over his head. She ran her hands down his muscular chest,
feeling it ripple against her touch. She stopped when she reached his pants.
Her hands began tremble.
“It’s okay, Jennifer.”
She unbuttoned his pants and
they joined her shirt. Taking her by the hand, he set her down on the bed. They kissed. His hands roam over her body,
and it responded to his touch.
She started to pull away.
“I’m…I’m scared.”
“I won’t hurt you,” he
replied in a soothing tone. He kissed her hungrily, his desire for her was
truly overwhelming. As he began to make love with her, he felt her body begin
to resist him. He whispered soothing words into her ear and felt her begin to
relax. She gave herself to him. He didn’t know such trust existed.
Later that night, JJ lay
awake staring at him through the dim light of the nightlight. The fact that she
was-although no longer- a virgin was something only her family knew and one
other person. Josh. She looked up to
the heavens, tears brimming the surface of her eyes. They were saving each
other for marriage, but fate took that away. Now, it has come full circle.
JC mumbled something in his
sleep, and she rested a finger against his lips. He quieted down but did not
wake up. Smiling, she allowed her fingers to explore, truly amazed that this
man’s touch stirred an unknown desire deep within her soul that she didn’t know
existed.
Her fingers began to travel
down to new territories she just recently discovered. She’d fantasized, as a young
girl, about a wonderful man making gentle love to her. The actual act wasn’t
like anything she’d imagined. It was so much more. JJ gasped softly as her
touch brought JC out of his slumber. Smiling at her, he touched her cheek with
his hand.
“Are you okay?” he inquired
in a worried tone.” D-did I hurt you?”
She smiled, shaking her
head. “I’m fine, my love. You have shown me so much pleasure that I haven’t
thought imaginable.” She leaned over, kissing him hungrily. “You’ve made me
whole, Joshua.”
“As you made me, Jennifer,”
he replied, kissing her again.
JJ felt her heart beating
wildly as she felt JC’s desires rise and match her own. She clung onto him as
he made love to her again.
Early in the morning, JJ woke up and headed to the hospital, but she had to make one stop. She carried the bouquet of flowers and headed up the hill. Stopping, she placed them on the ground and sat down.
“I know it has been a while
since I’ve last saw you. There was so much I wanted to tell you and I never got
the chance to.” She wiped away a stray tear, trickling down her cheek.
“Fate seems to have an
everlasting affect on us all. Fate took you away from me and now it’s brought
you back in a way. JC is very much like you, but he is also very different from
you. You will and always be my first true love and you will have a very special
place in my heart.”
She kissed the tombstone. “I
love you, Joshua O’ Brian.” She got up and walked away.
She put the car into park
and headed inside the hospital. She saw JC, standing there waiting for her.
“How did you get here?”
He shrugged. “The Ryan’s
brought me, I hope you don’t mind.”
She kissed him. “I don’t
mind. I just had to make a stop before I got here anyway.”
“You don’t have to explain
yourself to me. Come on, let’s go see your dad.”
They walked hand in hand
down the long corridor. They stopped in front of Tom’s room.
“I’ll wait for you in the
waiting room.” He kissed her.
She entered the room only to
be met by curious stares. She cringed. “What did I do?”
She went to Tom’s side,
kissing him on the forehead. “How are you feeling?”
“Better. The doctor says
that they’ll finish repairing the damage sometime this afternoon.”
“That’s great news.”
“How are you holding, dear?”
“I’m doing a lot better,
Aunt Maggie. I’m sorry about the last couple of days. I didn’t mean to lose it
like I did.”
“We’ve all be through a lot.
You don’t have to apologize.”
Tom looked at his parents.
“Um, mom, dad, can I have a minute alone with JJ?”
Margaret kissed his
forehead. “Sure, dear, we’ll be in the waiting room.”
They left.
He patted the chair next to
the bed. “We have to talk,” he said in a fatherly tone.
JJ gulped. She knew when he
spoke like that she was in trouble. She sat down in the chair.
“You and JC seem to be
getting serious. I saw the way you kissed him and the way you look at him all
the time.”
“Tom…dad, don’t you dare
patronize me. I love JC very much.”
“But honey your still-”
“Still, what? In mourning?
In way I am, but JC has shown me to look past that and to look towards the
future. He’s brought me closure.”
He knew the tone in her
voice. “You gave yourself to him, didn’t you?”
That made her angry. “Yes, I
did. Is that a problem?”
“But, what about Josh. I
thought he was and still is your true love.”
“He still is. He’s in a
special part of my heart until the day it stops beating. I love JC and he loves
me.”
“I just don’t want to see
you hurt.”
She smiled. “He won’t hurt
me. You told me once when I was a little girl that fate has a mysterious way of
changing lives. It did change a year ago when Josh was killed. I thought it
would never be the same again. Now, it’s come full circle.”
He squeezed her hand. “I
hope your right about this. You’re not a little girl anymore and I have to let
you grow up sometime in your life.”
She kissed him on the lips.
“I will always be your little girl.” She hugged him gently. “I love you,
daddy.”
“I love you, too, little
one.”
The doctor cleared her
throat. “I’m I interrupting something?”
She released him. “No.” She
looked at Tom. “I have to go.” She kissed him on the forehead.
“See you later.”
She walked past the doctor
and headed towards the waiting room.
The doctor walked towards
him, scribbling something in his chart. “I want you fully rested for this
afternoon, okay?”
“Yes, doctor.”
“I’m going to give you a
sedative so you can rest.” She pulled a shot out of her pocket and injected the
fluid into his IV. “This should kick in about a couple of minutes.”
He lay back against the
pillows.
She left the room.
The sedative took affect
almost instantaneously. “I hope you’re right about him,” he mumbled before
drifting off to sleep.
Later that afternoon, everyone returned to the hospital. Tom’s operation was a success. The doctor told them that he should be going home in a couple of days and should be returning to active duty in about a month. They embraced each other.
“I want all of you to go home. Mr. Ryan won’t be waking up until morning, so I want each and everyone of you to go home and get some rest.”
They nodded in agreement.
She left.
“This is so good, Maggie, that he’ll be okay.”
“I know, Lyam, god has spared our little boy. Now we can return home.”
“We’ll leave once he’s released.”
“That’s great.” They hugged each other. Lyam saw JJ standing by the window, staring at the sky. “Are you are all right?”
“I’m fine. It’s great that Tom we’ll be all right.” She turned to leave. “Do you need a ride?”
“No, dear, we’ll grab a taxi. How’s your friend doing?”
She’d been avoiding him all morning. She knew after today, he would leave her. “JC? I don’t know. He’s with his doctor now. I’ll go check up on him.”
She went down the hall. Grabbing one of the nurses, she asked, “Where can I find Joshua Chasez?”
She pointed down the hall. “Right down the hall.”
She smiled and headed that way. She got to the room just in time to see JC’s putting his shirt back on. She entered the room. “What did the doctor say?”
“He said I can go back to touring.”
She swallowed nervously. “Oh, that’s great. I’ll take you to the hotel then.”
He grabbed her arm, pulling her into a tender kiss. “I want you to come with me.”
She let go of him. “That’s not possible. What about my friends? My family?”
“I love you, Jennifer, don’t you see that. I know they would understand. I know that they want you to be happy.”
“I know they want me to be happy.”
“So, you want to come on tour with me?”
She smiled. “On one condition.”
“Name it.”
“That we’ll have some special times together and I can write each and everyday.”
“Deal.” He picked her up, swinging her around. “The guys will love you.”
“I hope they will. Now, how to break it to my family.”
“I’m not leaving until the end of the week, so I’ll give you that much time to tell them.”
She kissed him. “I love you, Joshua.”
“I love you, too, Jennifer.”
Xxxxx
Two days later, tom was released from the hospital. JJ dropped them off at the airport. With a few kisses and good byes the Ryan’s boarded their plane. She headed back to Tom’s and helped him get settled in. He noticed that he was silent, something he wasn’t accustomed too. She sat down on the couch, playing with her hair. He sat down next to her.
“Okay, I can’t take it anymore. JJ, what is the matter with you? You haven’t said a word all morning.”
She looked at him. “Nothing’s the matter.”
“Uh, huh, sure. Come on, tell me what’s bothering you?”
She took a deep breath. “JC asked me to come on tour with him.”
He stood, slowly walking towards the kitchen. “When do you plan on leaving?”
“Saturday morning.”
He turned the water on. “Good for you.”
She stood angrily, walking towards him she shut off the water. “What is that suppose to mean? I thought you would understand. I love him don’t you see that or are you just to blind to see that.”
Here we go again. “JJ, I don’t have the strength to argue with you. If you want to go with him, that’s fine with me.”
“I thought you would be happy for me, but I guess I was wrong.” She went to the counter, grabbing her purse. “See you at the airport if you even care.” She opened the door, walking passed Cassy, she replied, “Maybe you can talk to him.” She got into her car and left.
Cassy entered the apartment and shut the door behind her. “What was that about?”
He turned. “Nothing, okay. Just drop it.” His knees began to shake as his strength left him. She placed his arm over her shoulders and escorted him to the couch.
“Easy, there, partner. Here sit down.”
He sat down, gently.
“Sorry I haven’t been around. I was in Miami working on a case. How are you feeling?”
“Fine. Just peachy.”
“Uh huh, right. You didn’t look too peachy a few minutes ago. Want to tell me about it?”
He looked away. “No, I don’t.”
“Okay, I will then. What are you two fighting about now?”
He took a deep breath. “She wants to go on tour with him?”
She gave him a curious stare. “With who?”
“JC?”
“Oh, I see. You don’t approve of him, do you?”
“It’s not that, Cass. I just don’t think this is okay.”
She grabbed one of his hands, placing it in hers. “Tom, listen to me very carefully. I think you’ve forgotten what it’s like to be in love. You and JJ have been through a lot, especially her. She lost her fiancé to a monster, and now she’s found someone else that makes her happy. She will always love you. Maybe this will do her some good. I know JC will protect her.”
He released his grip. “Thanks, Cass. If don’t mind, I’m a little tired. I would like to get some rest.”
She nodded. “Okay, I’ll leave you alone. Just remember what it’s like to be in love.”
She left.
Tom got up and walked towards the bed. He lay down
on the bed and let the guilt overtake him. What
have I done?
Xxxxxx
Saturday rolled around and JC, JJ, and the rest of NSYNC began to board their private plane. She stopped at the boarding gate.
“Baby, what’s wrong?”
She looked around. “Why isn’t he here? I thought he would be here, but I guessed wrong didn’t I?”
He gathered her into his arms. “I know he’ll understand.” He looked up and saw Tom walking towards the gate. “Um, sweetie, I think you should turn around.”
“Why?”
“Trust me.”
She turned and smiled.
“I’ll leave you alone. I’ll wait for you here.”
She walked towards Tom, embracing him.
“Oh, honey. I’m so sorry. Can you ever forgive me?”
She looked at him. “For what?”
“For what it’s like to be in love.”
She hugged him again. “You’re forgiven.”
“You better go. You’ll miss your plane. Write to me okay?”
“I will.” She turned to leave, but pulled him into a tight hug. “I love you, daddy.”
He began to cry. “I love you, too, little one.”
She let go of him, heading towards the boarding gate. She stopped.
“Go, I love you. Have fun.”
Smiling, she entered the boarding gate and disappeared.
He walked towards the window and watched the plane taxi out of the gate. “Take care of her, JC.” He watched the plane take off and then left.
(Right here
waiting for you sung by Richard Marx and Show me the Meaning of being lonely
sung by the Backstreet Boys used without permission.)