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She let Jackson pull her to him and buried her face in his neck, realizing then how bad she must look "Oh God...don't look at me...I'm hideous." She sobs, "I can't stop crying, I mean I still haven't looked in the mirror yet...but I can only imagine, my head is killing me...and I can't find any of my ibuprofen."

She clings to Jackson like her life depends on it not willing to turn him loose, "I just want it all to go away Jackson...I don't want this mess, it's bad enough that I already had to move away from my parents now he's here out there saying...ugh who knows what he's saying, but I'm supposed to be working with these people. I won't be able to face them and come back, without knowing that every time they look at me they're seeing him...and this whole ordeal. Worse than any of that is now that you've seen what a mess I really am...well I wouldn't blame you at all if you ran the other direction, but please don't...please don't leave me now." She's crying harder now and physically shaking with the thought of him possibly leaving than she was before. "I'm just not sure I can handle that right now."

She tries to pull herself together, knowing that eventually she was going to have to go out and face everyone again. "I heard sirens...I'm assuming that wasn't my coworkers coming back and that the police are here. I should probably go talk to them so that they can get him out of here, and this whole nightmare can just be over with. Putting off the inevitable isn't going to make it any easier...but I don't want to...I want to stay right here with you."

Eventually she reluctantly turns him loose and pulls away, opening her locker and pulling out her bag again she resumes the search for something to take for her head she finally finds a bottle of ibuprofen and swallows four of them with a sip out of a bottle water that was left in her bag. Turning to him she asks, "Will you come out there with me? Please? I don't want to go out there and face him again, alone."

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"Seriously man, I get the sirens and everything? I'm starting to feel mighty important." James scowled “Thanks.” James gave Jackson a nod "You must be Jackson...otherwise known as the guy who thinks it's a good idea to answer MY fiancé's phone...not real smart. She's hiding in the other room practicing the tears, she's got to make it look convincing for all of you. It's all an act, I guarantee you that she's not going to press charges and you," James rolls his eyes at Brian “Your fiancé, thought that was over but it’s guys like you who don’t deserve to be breathing for what you’ve done.” “Don’t worry about me, I’d be more concerned about you. That face in prison, won’t be long until you get a taste of what you’ve done to Chloe.” “It’s fine to have dreams that change it’s just as shame that yours dont amount to much more than hitting a woman. A real man that has to pick on someone, yeah big tough guy. Come back when you’ve actually grown up big baby.” James chuckled "Mr. knight in shining armor will never see me in court...there's no way Chloe agrees to pressing charges and she'll never let it get that far. Her family will never let it get that far. She's coming back to Iowa with me and we're getting married, so don't get too attached lover boy." “How about the police show you what real men are like.” James snorted chuckling watching Jackson walk off before nailing Brian with a look “Not so full of it now are you? Listen Mr ‘I’m so smart’, we have enough to string you up by your toes” "Do you think that this is the first time something like this has happened? She's done this so many times I've lost count and it's not even funny anymore, and I keep taking her back. She's just scared of the commitment of it all. We pinned down a date, the RSVP's start coming in she panicked and ran away to Chicago to 'follow her dreams'...problem is, her dreams change from day to day. Today she wants to be a doctor, yesterday it was a nurse...paramedic...firefighter...you name it, I've stood by her through it all and this is how I get repaid." James narrowed his eyes, what was this guy? James shook his head as he yanked the rope off and as the cops approached James uncuffed Brian and pulled his arms down to pin them behind his back as he cuffed him again, showing his ID to the officer he explained the charges which included assault “He’s been read his rights and hasn’t shut up since, I’ll give a statement” the cops chuckled before two of them grabbed Brian and James turned to the other and within earshot of Brian chuckled “He thinks he’s getting married, decided to come force the ex home with him - pity he has no sense” he shot a grin over at Brian “I’m going to go talk to the victim, she’s pretty upset” he shot a look at Brian “Pity you have so much mouth yet dont have much brain” he said sourly before turning and heading for the lockers. Meanwhile the cops secured Brian, knowing full well their job at this point.

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"No...no...no! You all need to talk to Chloe, she'll clear up this whole mess. She's not going to press charges, so just talk to her first." Brian says starting to panic a bit. He rolls his shoulders now that he's been turned loose from his previous position.

"This really is all just a huge misunderstanding. Someone called Mr. Hero here, and everyone jumped to conclusions. Chloe will clear it all up, she doesn't want this. I guarantee she would rather you all just let me go and let me leave than deal with this. Someone really should speak with her and see what her wishes are before this whole mess goes any further. I'd really like to ask that someone other than Mr. FBI man here speaks with Chloe, so I'll sit here and wait. Thanks. Better yet, bring her out here and we can all speak like adults. I'm sure this can all be cleared up as simple as that."

Brian eyes the new cops that now have ahold of him. He's not sure what to make of them, but he knows that they have rules out here just as the officers back home and surely if there's nobody pressing charges he should be free to go. "Look officer...I just want to know what I'm being charged with. Yes, I was read my rights however I was not given a chance to contact my attorney and I was never informed what the charges actually were. Plus I never heard Chloe even say she wanted to press charges. So if your so called victim is declining to press charges, what am I truly being held for? I mean I was tied to a damn fire truck...left hanging there, and threatened by not only some crazy woman but Mr. FBI man himself, don't think that's all going to look very good in the long run. So if someone will just talk to Chloe and clear up that no charges are going to be filed...I'll just be on my way and forget all about the rest of it."

[Jackson Martin]

“Hey, hey, hey, it doesn’t matter what you look like just that you’re alright.” He said holding her as he tried to make her feel better, “You look just as beautiful to me. Don’t worry about a think Chloe, it’s not too bad.” He said having no real idea how bad it was but he wasn’t about to let her believe she was anything less than gorgeous. It shouldn’t have happened to her but since it had he wasn’t about to let her believe she was anything less than she had been before.

“Chloe they’ll understand, it’s not your fault and yes you can. You’re stronger than he is, remember being optimistic besides I’m sure there’s not a person in this place that hasn’t had their fair share of bad things.” He said though when she mentioned about him running in the other direction Jackson wasn’t sure what she thought he would do but he wasn’t about to do that at all. “Chloe I’m not going to leave and i’m not running anywhere I promise you. I’m going to be right here until you tell me to go.” He stated knowing that he wasn’t about to leave her side until either she got sick of him or he had to go.

“I'm not going to let you be on your own okay?” He offered knowing that the federal agent outside was having a good go at Brian, Jackson hoped that the guy had thumped him for what he had done to Chloe but being tied up to a fire truck had its own way of being a punishment. Jackson held her until she turned him lose and went back to her locker to resume her search for ibuprofen. He watched her for a moment as he nodded to what she had asked. “I’ll be right there with you Chloe, I promise you.” He said knowing that he’d never let her go out there alone. “Just relax, everything will be fine trust me.” Jackson had no idea if it would or not but then he’d do everything he could to help Chloe even if all he could do was just be there he thought though that was when he saw James and nodded to him.

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"No...no...no! You all need to talk to Chloe, she'll clear up this whole mess. She's not going to press charges, so just talk to her first." The officers guarding him shared a look with eachother, had the fed left them with a talker? "This really is all just a huge misunderstanding. Someone called Mr. Hero here, and everyone jumped to conclusions. Chloe will clear it all up, she doesn't want this. I guarantee she would rather you all just let me go and let me leave than deal with this. Someone really should speak with her and see what her wishes are before this whole mess goes any further. I'd really like to ask that someone other than Mr. FBI man here speaks with Chloe, so I'll sit here and wait. Thanks. Better yet, bring her out here and we can all speak like adults. I'm sure this can all be cleared up as simple as that." Shaking their heads they glanced over at the waiting patrol car, tempted to just shove him inside and lock the doors "Look officer...I just want to know what I'm being charged with. Yes, I was read my rights however I was not given a chance to contact my attorney and I was never informed what the charges actually were. Plus I never heard Chloe even say she wanted to press charges. So if your so called victim is declining to press charges, what am I truly being held for? I mean I was tied to a damn fire truck...left hanging there, and threatened by not only some crazy woman but Mr. FBI man himself, don't think that's all going to look very good in the long run. So if someone will just talk to Chloe and clear up that no charges are going to be filed...I'll just be on my way and forget all about the rest of it." wow this guy did NOT shut up. Soon a more senior cop approached having been busy on his radio “This one’s a talker huh?” he asked and the officers nodded “Apparently he doesn’t know when to shut up, been read his rights, warned and he still won't shut up, going on like a parrot” said one and the other chuckled “I vote we gag him” he offered and the first officer laughed “Yeah, and that’s gonna go down well with the fed, genius” the senior officer chuckled at the banter of the two younger officers and grabbed the front of Brian’s shirt as he stepped up close “Listen genius, I have one very simple piece of advice, should be real easy for you - shut up” he’d heard everything that Brian had said since they arrived and knew already what the fed was charging him with, regardless of Brian’s point of view “Doesn’t matter if your victim isn’t pressing charges, The FBI are” he smirked at that “So I suggest from here on out, shut it”. He indicated the patrol car “re-read him his rights, frisk him and put him inside the car - clearly his butt is getting sore” he chuckled stepping back, the officers dragged Brian off towards the patrol car to do as requested.

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James casually strolled in, hands in his pockets and his jacket swept behind so he looked quite relaxed, seeing the young man nod at him he returned the nod "Hey" he greeted "Didn't catch your name buddy" he offered as he pulled out his ID to re-introduce himself, more for the newcomers sake "Special Agent Reagan, FBI" a beat "James" he showed his ID and re-pocketed it "How you feeling?" he asked looking at Chloe.

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"Honestly, I've been better." She says to James before sitting back down and leaning back against Jackson, "But I'm much better now, thanks for asking...Thanks for everything, I appreciate it. My head hurts pretty bad and I'm not sure the Ibuprofen is going to cut it this time, but I've had worse." Thinking that at least it was just her head and her arm that hurt this time.

She goes silent for a moment looking down and playing with the pocket on the side of her pants, trying to calm her nerves and the flurry of emotions she's experiencing. "So, um...what's going to happen to....to him, to Brian?" She asks looking up at James. She's not entirely sure why she even cares anymore, strangely as she feels Jackson behind her she's not sure she actually does care anymore. "I really shouldn't care...I get it, and I don't think I really do care what happens to him... I'll even make a statement and file charges if I need to, but someone needs to call his family. It's not their fault. He said they knew he was here, but something tells me that they probably don't... his Mom would have never let him come. If his Dad knows he's here, then he's probably here with him somewhere in Chicago too..." She stops talking and looks down at the floor again.

Staring at the floor in the locker room for this long couldn't be a good idea, Chloe had found no less than 5 tiles that were cracked and several places that needed a good scrubbing. At this point given the choice between having the conversation she was having and cleaning the floor she definitely would have chosen scrubbing the floor.

She was mentally and physically exhausted and the day hadn't really even gotten started yet, the only good thing was that through it all Jackson hadn't moved from her side. She yawns and leans back further into Jackson, now that she's actually relaxing and all of the adrenaline is wearing off all she wants to do is go sleep. Turning to look at Jackson, giving him a small smile and nibbling on her bottom lip for a second she asks, "If I can convince the Chief to let me go home sick, will you take me home please? I'm not sure I can deal with all of this anymore today."

[Jackson Martin]

Jackson looked up as James spoke, out of habit he got up from beside Chloe almost barking his name and rank out at the man before he remembered those days were behind him. “Jackson Martin.” He said as he held out his hand by way of a greeting as he looked at the ID. Well the FBI was a new thing for him, he hadn’t seen one of those badges before though how the FBI fitting into things was still playing around in his head. “Nice to meet you Special Agent Reagan. Wish it was under better circumstances.” He said knowing that part to be true.

Better to meet an Agent when you didnt need one than when you did, at least that way it wasn’t going to be a bad day. Jackson sat back down when Chloe leaned back against him, he didnt want to think about the hurt that Brian had caused her yet he wanted to go out there himself and hit the guy a few times just so he’d know how it felt to be on the receiving end. “What will happen to Brian?” Jackson asked not out of concern for the man but concern for Chloe.

He wanted to know that the guy would be locked up for what he had done to her and then some, the full weight of the law but then again he’d expected local cops and not the FBI so maybe they could do something more to him. Jackson wrapped his arms around Chloe lightly when she leaned further back into him he nodded hearing her talk about the Chief and if she could go home. “Yes I’ll take you home, you don’t even have to ask that.” He said not sure if he wanted to offer her to go to his place where if Brian got out he wouldnt have a clue where that was.

It was buzzing through his mind as he waited to hear from Special Agent Reagan in the hopes that he had a few more answers as to what would be happening. Statements or if Chloe even have to see the guy again. Jackson knew he didnt have a say in much of it but then if it meant protecting Chloe then he’d stand up for her at any point.

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Brian was starting to get more than a little annoyed at his situation, and he was starting to panic a bit. What he couldn’t fathom was why the FBI was interested in a case like this to begin with, why they were even called. Obviously the little firehouse family Chloe had found for herself was a tight knit one though, and maybe he hadn’t handled things the best. No, he definitely should have waited until she was alone to confront her and that was a mistake he wouldn't make twice.

After the senior officer warned him to be quiet, and that the FBI was charging him whether or not Chloe was he simply said “Fair enough…I’d like to speak to my attorney please…and the sooner the better.” Brian had full confidence that his father would be able to work out some kind of deal that kept him out of any real serious trouble. Sure he’d get a slap on the wrist, and a mark on his record but he wasn’t going to spend any significant amount of time behind bars. Brian had almost called the Fed on his bluff when he had thrown that one out there, but had become distracted when the new guy had come running in.

That irked Brian more than anything else, she already had a new guy. What was she thinking? She hadn’t been gone all that long, and she was already looking to replace him. She was his, always had been and always would be. He would just have to figure out a way to convince her of that, maybe a phone call to her parents was in order after all. They had been so gullible the entire time Chloe and he had been together, so easy to convince that he was the best thing for Chloe. Yes, right after he spoke to his parents he would be making a phone call to the Nunns telling them just how bad things had gotten for Chloe in Chicago and that she was too proud to ask them for help. He knew if he couldn’t convince her to come back home, eventually they would be able to. In the meantime he had every intention of staying in Chicago where he could keep a close and watchful eye on her.

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“Fair enough…I’d like to speak to my attorney please…and the sooner the better.” Oh now he wanted an attorney, good luck with that one of the cops smirked as he helped Brian into the back of the squad car - talking so much even after the rights had been read said nothing good about the guy’s common sense or lack thereof “Bit late now buddy” he said chuckling. Slamming the door he glanced at his partner and stood guard patiently as the senior officer headed off to the locker rooms.

“Jackson Martin.” James could tell Jackson had restrained himself from doing something and he inwardly smirked “Nice to meet you Special Agent Reagan. Wish it was under better circumstances.” James gave a simple nod - shaking his hand. "Honestly, I've been better." James regarded her quietly "But I'm much better now, thanks for asking...Thanks for everything, I appreciate it. My head hurts pretty bad and I'm not sure the Ibuprofen is going to cut it this time, but I've had worse." James nodded "So, um...what's going to happen to....to him, to Brian?"  “What will happen to Brian?” he knew he couldn’t answer that, not right now - but he knew what he wanted to happen, he wanted Brian to get what he deserved "I really shouldn't care...I get it, and I don't think I really do care what happens to him... I'll even make a statement and file charges if I need to, but someone needs to call his family. It's not their fault. He said they knew he was here, but something tells me that they probably don't... his Mom would have never let him come. If his Dad knows he's here, then he's probably here with him somewhere in Chicago too..." James nodded “We’ll deal with him” he said quietly. "If I can convince the Chief to let me go home sick, will you take me home please? I'm not sure I can deal with all of this anymore today." “Yes I’ll take you home, you don’t even have to ask that.” Regarding the two James considered his options, all he had to do was state that a witness had come forward and explain the charges - he could do with statements but right now? No. Yes it was odd that an FBI agent was taking interest but he was going to pass this on to the PD for sure, once he had made sure everyone was safe that was...

Hearing a sound he sees the senior officer approach and smirked “Thanks for coming officer, can you make sure these two get home safely to wherever they’re heading?” the officer nods “Yes sir”

James turned to the couple again “Jackson” reaching into his pocket and pulling out a holder he opened it and took out a card, pocketing the holder he held it out “Take the lady home kid, she needs the rest. Call me and let me know where you are. I’ll need statements” he wanted to get into Brian’s head first.

Exiting he strolled over to the squad car and stood at the window grinning, next to him the officer near whispered in his ear about something and James chuckled shaking his head.

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Chloe felt like she was in a daze, she had been staring blankly at the wall and she heard James and Jackson speaking around her but was she really paying attention to what was being said, no. All she really wanted was to be somewhere far away from here, somewhere where she didn't have to deal with Brian. She had honestly believed that this part of her life was behind her when she moved to Chicago. She heard Jackson say that he'd take her home, and suddenly it hit her no matter how irrational it was she was scared to go home. Her heart was racing as she realized that she would be all alone at home, and if Brian had found her at work what was to keep him from finding her at her place.

When the officer approached and James asked him to make sure that they made it home safely, she tensed and swallowed. What was she three? She'd just move into her new apartment, there was no way he'd know where to find her, right? When James tells Jackson to take her home, that she needed the rest, she finally focused looking up at both of them, "Oh...um...you know what...that ibuprofen is really helping and I'm feeling much better, I could...should probably stay at work." At least if she was at the station she wouldn't be alone.

As James exited the locker room she turned around to face Jackson and leaned into his arms burying her face in his neck again, "Thank you," She whispered against his neck, "for everything." Sitting like that for a few minutes gathering her thoughts, she took a deep breath and sat back nibbling on her bottom lip. New tears started falling when she finally admitted, "I...really don't want to be alone right now, would you mind hanging out with me for a bit today? I mean...if you have something else you need to be doing that's fine and all, I mean...I can just stay here, they take pretty good care of me." She hated how weak and helpless Brian made her feel, she had come a long ways to putting that behind her and it felt like in one day he had been able to come in and set her right back to where she started.

[Jackson Martin]

Jackson listened to James and Chloe talking, he wanted to rip Brian’s head off for what he had done but then with the feds there he was bright enough to see that as a mistake. There was Chloe to think about in all of this and he didnt want to be that guy who did the same thing her ex had done. No he was tied to a fire truck for a reason though the thought made him smile. He should have gotten a photo he thought. The guy had a smart mouth but not much else so far as he could see though he was glad when James said that things would be dealt with.

He smiled and nodded a thanks as James as he took the card that was held out. “I’ll call you as soon as we’re home. Thank you.” He said as he watched James exit, oh he hoped Brian was going to get a shock from this, the one thing you never did in life was raise your hand to woman or a child. In his head the guy had about broken every moral code there was. Looking at Chloe he nodded when she spoke about the ibuprofen working though when she mentioned staying at work he knew better than to tell her otherwise. No he wasn’t that guy.

Jackson held Chloe when she buried her face into his neck again. “You don’t need to thank me, I’m just glad that you’re mostly alright.” He said, it could have been worse he thought but at least she was relatively alright even if it wasn’t exactly unharmed by it all. “Shhs don’t cry, he’s not worth it.” Jackson stated as he moved to brush her tears away lightly with his thumb. “I wouldnt mind at all but I thought we had an agreement, I was the one who was supposed to get hurt to hang around with you all day.” He teased trying to make her feel better any way that he could.

“I’ve nothing better to do today, or tomorrow or the day after. I’m staying right here with you.” He said as he moved to hug her lightly. “Now do you want to go to your place or mine?” He offered deciding that her staying at work wasn’t going to help. “At my place I can make you dinner and make sure you’re alright.” He offered not sure if that would work but then it had to beat work and he was sure her boss would give her pass for the day all things considered.

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Brian seethed as they left him sitting in the back of the police cruiser, this was Chicago didn’t they have murderers to catch? He still hadn’t wrapped his head around why the FBI was involved, surely they had higher profile cases to focus on than him fighting with Chloe. He sighs knowing that whenever he is allowed near a telephone again his first phone call is going to have to be to his father, and his second to Madison. He wasn’t sure which phone call he was dreading more, while his father was used to bailing him out of trouble he was sure his campaign manager wouldn’t appreciate his little field trip to the fire department. He chuckled, campaign manager yeah they’d go with that, but as both his campaign manager and current fling she was more than likely going to be upset about his visit for more than one reason.

He watched as the FBI agent exited the fire department and came to stand by his window and gave him a smug grin, a grin which he returned with one of his own. If this agent thought that he was going to toy with him he had another thing coming. Brian might be freaking out on the inside, but he knew better than to let anyone see how much this was bothering him. When the officer whispered something in the agent’s ear and he laughed, Brian simply cocked his head still wearing his smug grin as if he was trying to figure out what was so funny.

He knew that there wasn’t much that could have been said because he had barely said anything since being moved to the car, no he had been behaving himself quite nicely. He had asked to speak to his attorney and yet again had been denied that right, he had been detained for an excessive amount of time…not to mention been tied to a fire truck, his legal training was starting to kick in and he was analyzing things that could be used in his favor at a later date. Not to mention that knowing Chloe as well as he did, he was still fairly sure she wouldn’t want to press charges and that would work in his favor as well. No, he’d play along for the time being and be a good boy until he could make his phone calls and then this would get really ugly really quick. He was certain that his father would spare no expense when it came to hiring him a defense attorney and this would be over before it even started.

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It was at that point James decided to open the door, just enough that he could lean down and poke his head through "As we don't have the facilites right here to provide you with your phone-call, genius, you will have to wait until you get to the PD. Like everyone else" seriously he probably also had his own cellphone, why the idiot hadn't requested to use it was beyond him. He smirked "The charge against you has been repeated and will be repeated during questioning, at the PD" James allowed that to sink in "I'll make sure you get the VIP treatment" he stepped back slamming the door indicating the officers to go ahead.

He'd enjoy it when the guy learned what happened when you smack a lady around.

The officers obediently got into the front seats and the squad car sped off. James shook his head before turning to see what was happening.

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Chloe leaned her head into his gentle touch and closed her eyes as he wiped her tears away. She let out a laugh that sounded somewhat like a half giggle half sob when Jackson said that he was the one that was supposed to get hurt so that he could hang around with her, “I think I’ve had enough of either one of us getting hurt.” She leaned into him again laying her head on his shoulder before continuing. “How about we make a new deal, that we can just hang out whenever we want…and skip the getting hurt part. I think we’ve probably moved past needing that excuse to spend time together.”

Chloe smiled when he said he had nothing better to do, and considered her options, her place or his. At her place she had all of her comfortable clothes, but at his…she had him, and the peace of mind that Brian would have no clue where she was. “I…uhm…I mean…If you wouldn’t mind…I think I’d rather go to your place. Just an excellent excuse for me to eat some more of your cooking, and spend the afternoon cuddling on your sofa…unless you had other plans. Because, I swear if you have something else you need to do…I can just take a nap and stay out of your way. I don’t want to ruin your day, or anything else you had planned.”

She relaxed into the warmth of his arms, and realized just how safe she felt. “I know you said I didn’t have to thank you, but I really feel like I should…” Chloe pulled back and sat up, she brought her hand up to cup his cheek and looked him in the eyes, “Because I wish you knew, that there was some way to show you how much this means to me. I really have absolutely no idea what I’d do without you today, or ever.” She leaned in slowly and placed a gentle kiss on his lips, “I mean it, so thank you…for being here, and for being you.”

Deciding that she finally felt like she could face the world outside of the locker room again, she leaned in and kissed him once more before turning to get her bag and things that she might need from her locker. Chloe grabbed his hand intertwining their fingers before standing and tugging on him. “Let’s go see what I need to do about getting out of here for the day, I’m hoping that they’ll be able to call in a relief medic for me. I feel like the cops probably aren’t done with me yet, and I’ve definitely caused enough drama here to last awhile.”

[Jackson Martin]

It broke his heart to hear her laugh and sob, one of those was okay but the sob not so much she deserved to be happy. She had a point he thought when she spoke, getting hurt wasn’t supposed to happen and least of all for her. If he had any idea that she would have been he might have tried to stop it but it didnt cross his mind that Brian would do that to her. He kept his arms around her when she leaned into him. “I agree we’re gotten past that part. No more getting hurt, deal?” He asked her smiling though he still wanted to kill Brian for what he had done.

Jackson smiled and shook his head, “My only plans were cleaning but I’ve done most of that I just need to put the hoover away.” He said as he grinned, “And besides cleaning versus cuddling you on the sofa all day I know which one I’d pick out. You can take a nap, do whatever it is you’re comfortable with but you’d never ruin my day Chloe.” He said not minding her being there at all. He had a spare day and she had been working anyway so he had nothing much planned.

Feeling her relax in his arms he felt happy, not about what had happened far from it but to know she was happy there meant a lot. When she cupped his cheek and looked him in the eyes he listened to her. Her kiss had him on cloud nine as he nodded and smiled at her. “I’m here for you no matter what Chloe. You don’t have to show me what it means to you, just you being safe and happy means the world to me.” He said as he kissed her lightly for a moment. “You are a lot stronger than you think Chloe, I dont doubt that without me here you would have handled it but you don’t have to do that on your own anymore.”

Jackson enjoyed her kiss again as he let her to go to her get bag and things from her locker. She was better off away from Brian as he wasn’t sure how long he would be in jail for or even what he said about his dad was true if he’d get there at all. It was much better for her to be at his place where she was safe and he could make sure she was looked after. “I’m sure a medic can cover for you. No I think we give that federal agent a call after we get home and the drama is okay.” He said trying to be positive. “We all have drama, just takes a while for someone else’s to come out too.” He offered wanting to make her feel better.