Elliott
Thanksgiving is next week and as usual this time of year, crime goes up. Gary and I were grabbing coffee at a local gas station when three guys walked in shooting everyone in the convenient store. Gary and I retaliate and I took two in the chest and stomach, piercing through my vest. "Elliott," he exclaims as he takes out the last of the shooters.
My breaths come in quick pants, almost hyperventilating. "Jessie, I need to see her," I say between rapid breaths, tears rolling down my cheeks.
"Hang in there Elliott," Gary says in a soothing whisper.
"J-Jessie," I say in a gurgled breath and everything fades to black.
Jessie
I'm waiting with my mother for Elliott to come in the emergency room. Gary just called and said she was shot while they were getting coffee. My mother was doing her best to keep me calm for the baby's sake, but until I see Elliott, I don't think I can calm down.
She was being wheeled in and it felt
ElliottIts Thanksgiving and this year Macy and I are joining Jessie and her family for the holidays. Jessie is making me sit out of helping with anything. She's afraid I'll overdo it after nearly taking a bullet in my heart. She said the bullet was two inches shy of my being dead.I was lounging in our big chair when Nana came out and took pity on me. She asked me to drive her to the store and told me Jessie could take it up with her. She ended up directing me to a jewelry store and I was left confused. "Nana, what are we doing here? I thought you needed something to go with dinner," I ask confused."We're here to pick something out for you to give Jessie," she says with a smile, giving me a wink.We look around for a few minutes before I found the perfect gift. It was a necklace with a pendant of a mother caressing her pregnant stomach. I show Nana and she smiles. "She's going to love it," she says with a smile as we take it to the clerk.
Jessie Its Christmas Eve and thankfully Elliott and I have off from work. Skye adapted to living with us rather quickly. We've had a special bond since day one and I still haven't told Elliott what we talked about. It's not up to me to spill all of Skye's secrets. She still wakes me every now and again in the middle of the night. We go down and have tea to relax her mind and talk some more. It's mostly small talk, like what she likes and doesn't like. She told me about her mother and what she misses the most about her. She told me that I often remind her of her mother and is why she seems close with me rather than Elliott. I was sitting with Skye while Elliott and Macy went to pick up my parents and Nana. They were going to be staying the night with us in our new house. Elliott managed to find one a few days after Skye was dropped off at our door on Thanksgiving. We've been fully moved in a few days ago. There are plenty of rooms for Elliott
Jessie Elliott just left with the girls and I was in our room with our mothers while the others were sitting in the living room waiting to see the dress. The dress was beautiful, off the shoulder straps with a heart shaped neckline that showed a lot of breast. It was a perfect fit and left plenty of room for my stomach in the upcoming weeks. Tears fill my eyes at how beautiful the dress was and how Elliott was going to react to it. I burst into tears and our mothers took me in their arms. "You don't have to wear it..." "I love it," I choke in laughing sobs. "Let's go show the others," my mother says with a smile. We enter the living room and everyone looks at me in awe. "Sweetheart, you look breathtaking," my father chokes with a smile. "If Elliott is anything like me, she is going to weep when she sees you walk down the aisle," Thomas says with a smile and kisses my cheek. "I brought the tux
ElliottIt's been a week since I reunited with my family who I thought hated me. It turned out they actually wanted me, but my mother's parents made them give me up. It's been as long that Sarah has lived with us and we found out she suffers PTSD. She has frequent nightmares and that's as far as her episodes go thankfully.The first one earned me a punch in the face, but I didn't hold it against her. Jessie prescribed her some medication to help, and they seem to be working. She's been having fewer nightmares and last night she slept the whole night through. I checked on her periodically and she always seemed peacefully sleeping.She wanted to wait for her attacks to get under control before meeting with my captain and I was understanding about that. It's what we were doing today. I'm sitting in my uniform while she sits in street clothes and her shoulder now fully healed, but sore sometimes.I gave him a briefing last week so Sara
JessieAfter hearing Skye's confession last night Elliott and I let her sleep with us. Elliott was behind me and Skye laid facing me. She has her face between my neck and upper chest with her hand on my stomach. I rubbed her back to lull her to sleep.When I woke the next morning, she was tracing on my stomach, her way of talking to the twins. I lay there letting her continue to talk to them as they lightly kick the area she was tracing. I felt a lack of presence from Elliott and the smell of breakfast told me it was probably her.Sarah walks in, probably to check on us and smiles at what Skye was doing. "What is she doing," she asks curious."Talking to them," I choke quietly as tears roll down my cheeks. "She's telling them how much she misses her mother, how she considers me mother now, how happy she is to be with us, how excited she is to meet them and can't wait for them to get here."I start sobbing softly and she looks up from my
ElliottI tried hard to wake up last night and felt my body jerking. Then this bright, blinding light engulfs me. I start walking blindly when I hear a familiar voice. "Oh Elliott," the voice chokes before Miranda appears in front of me."Miranda," I choke quietly, reaching to touch her face."Yes Elliott, it's me, but it's not your time yet," she chokes with a smile and turns my head.A shimmering portal reveals Jessie watching me being revived. "Am I...?""Yes Elliott, you're dead. She needs you more than I do," she chokes quietly.Melanie approaches us with tears in her eyes. "Get back to that woman Elliott," she signs and points to the portal.Jessie is pounding on my chest, begging me not to leave her. "We'll watch over your girls Elliott," Miranda chokes and shoves me.I can hear the sound of my heart slowly beating, back in the dark abyss of my head. I can hear Jessie talking about fighting for the one
ElliottA week has passed since I woke from my coma and today we were trying a third attempt at removing the breathing tube. Jessie left the room and I don't blame her. Carol turns off the ventilator and detaches the hose.A couple minutes passed and I was still breathing on my own. She removes the tube from my mouth and helps me drink water. "I'll go get her, just rest your throat for now," she says with a smile and goes to get Jessie.Moments later she walks in and relief fills her eyes. "Hi," I croak in a hoarse voice.She breaks into relieved sobs and comes give me a chaste kiss. "There's one more hose I want removed if possible," I sign to save my voice."The catheter," she asks and I nod. "I have to ask Carol first."I groan and she giggles at me. "It's uncomfortable and I want to get out of bed," I sign with hopeful eyes."Resting your throat I see, " Carol says as she reenters the room."Ye
ElliottIt's the night before the wedding. Jessie and the girls are with her sister and parents while mine were here with me and Sarah. I picked at my dinner, unable to eat without the kids and Jessie. I leave the table without a word, able to walk away without the need of crutches.I lean in the doorway to Macy's room and tears fill my eyes. Aside from my two hospital stays, I've never been apart from her, especially after Miranda died. I pick up the bear Miranda got her before she died and walk to Skye's room. I know we're not close at the beginning, but we've grown inseparable since the accident. I take the ratted stuffed dog that Melanie gave her at birth and head to my room.I take off the walking boot and climb in on Jessie's side of the bed. I hug the stuffed toys to my chest and sink my face in her perfume coated pillow. I could feel sleep pulling me under and snuggle with Jessie's pillow the girls stuffed animals. As I continue to drift to s