"And here I am, mother of the year, kicking my sweet baby out of the room. You're the best snuggle bug there is Pip." You placed your arms around the smoky gray cat squeezing her. "I can't do this anymore, the strings are slowly starting to attach and I know he doesn't want that." She hopped off your leg and trotted off somewhere else. You pulled your knees up and lay your head on your knees.

"He's a great man. He brings me coffee, he puts up with all my yamering constantly, I mean good lord I'm literally talking to my cat who just walked off, he takes me out for breakfast after a long shift has gotten to me, he has been so patient with teaching me so many new things." You huff and stand back up grabbing eggs, ham, and cheese out of the refrigerator to make you an omelette.

Yes, you worked nights but you didn't let that get to you. The way you were raised it doesn't matter what time the first meal is, it's still breakfast. You had always been a night owl and easily adapted to a night shift by simply swapping your daytime routine for nighttime. Everyone else's supper time was your breakfast and your bedtime was everyone's morning routine, your parents still didn't understand how you adapted so well to this lifestyle but it just clicked for you.

Your phone pinged with an incoming message, looking down you noticed it was Trinity. You had become close to her when you had to take a few days' shifts and you both worked well together.

Trin-a-Milli:

Abbots in a WONDERFUL mood today just wanted to give you a heads up before getting blind sided.

You:

Thanks, I'll be sure to stop and grab him a coffee on the way in extra espresso.

Trin-a-Milli:

He should know that the best way to get over your probs is to get under them. I think the man needs to get laid.

You:

Ha! Yeah like he doesn't. He's probably overtired. He gets like that when he's pulled an extra shift with the SWAT team. He'll be fine later, I got to go get ready. See ya in 10.

~~~

He, in fact, did not get any better that night. When a man came in with a knife shoved in his hand complaining about pain the first thing Jack had done was tell him to shut the fuck up.

"Jesus Christ Jack." You grabbed his arm and pulled him to an empty hallway. "You can't do that shit. What if he turns you in?"

"Oh boo hoo, if he wouldn't have been so stupid he wouldn't have had a knife in his hand." He popped back putting his hands on his hips and rolling his eyes.

"He was cutting a fucking watermelon. For. His. Kids." You looked at him shocked. "You listen to me, Jack. I know I'm no Dana here-"

"Yeah, you got that right." He interrupted, your eyes narrowed into slits.

"Ok, Dr. Abbot. I tell ya what," you poked him in the chest with your pointer finger. "You go, you yell, you cuss all you damn well want, but if you so much as get my ass or any other person's ass in trouble tonight because you're being unprofessional I'm gonna send your ass home so fast you won't even know what hit ya." His eyebrows shot up in shock.

"Are you telling your attending what to do? I know for a fact you're not threatening to send me home." He yelled back.

"Believe it or not I am because my attending is being a complete and utter fucking asshole. If you keep pushing it, Dr. Abbot, I will call Robby. That isn't a threat, that shit? That's a promise. No more yelling at the patients." You turned on your heel and walked off, ignoring the stares that you received from the rest of the crew and gave Shen a half-ass fist bump as you walked past him and took your name off the board from under Jack's team for the night and put it under Shen.

~~~

You were relieved to say the least when you caught a glimpse of Robby walk through the doors, like a huge weight had been lifted off your chest.

"Good morning Dr. Robby!" You called walking up to him and threading your arm through his. "Did you get enough rest last night?"

"Yes, I did y/n. How was your shift?" He asked walking to the locker room so that he could put his stuff up. You sat down on the bench behind him and crossed your legs.

"It was tense honestly, Jack was an asshole." Your shoulders slumped slightly.

"Dr. Abbot is always an asshole." He laughed sitting beside you.

"He yelled at a patient for stabbing himself while cutting a watermelon up for his kids. He was more of an asshole than normal. Trust me, I've worked long enough to know when something is up I just don't know what. Other than that though it was a crazy weird night. I'm wrecked, can't wait to go home and take a long bath, find something to eat." You said laying your head on the old man's shoulder.

"That reminds me," the older man said clapping his hands together and getting up. "Your mom sent you some beef stew." He opened his lunch box and handed you a bowl. "And they told me to tell you that you need to come see them. They miss you "

"Thank you Robby," You opened up the container and took a deep whiff of your mom's homemade food. "I went by there like 2 weeks ago but I'll make plans to stop by again on my next day off."

"You know you could always come to days. Easier on the life after work, you don't spend all day sleeping. You have a real schedule."You gave him a disgusted look as he laughed, that's when you heard it, a shuffle and a throat clear. Turning you saw Jack standing at the corner of the lockers.

Noticing how close you were standing to Robbie and how casual it looked you took a step back. No one in the ED knew the relationship between you and Robbie and you wanted to keep it that way. He had basically been the whole reason you had decided to go into the medical field. Your mom and dad had been friends with Robbie for as long as you could remember, him basically being like a second dad to you. You didn't want word getting out because you didn't want people thinking that there was favoritism floating around between you two, if anything he was harder on you than anyone else.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt anything. Robby, when you're ready." He nodded his head and turned to walk out. You huffed and threw your head back looking at the ceiling.

"Everything good?" Robbie asked with a raised brow.

"Yeah, everything's fine. Just a little tense. I yelled at him, maybe threw out a few cuss words." You grit your teeth and look at him.

"Y/N! He's an attending!" He hissed. "And over you. You can't yell at your attending. He can have you permanently moved off the Pitt. You don't want that, I don't want that. You've worked too hard to get where you are right now to get it snatched away from you with a snap of someone's fingers."

"He was an ass and he deserved it." You said standing up, "I have to give rounds and I'm heading out. I'm cooking tonight, I'll bring you some food. Something besides takeout." You give him a quick hug before running out the door.

~~~

After a bath, food and a quick nap you run to the store to pick up some groceries and something to make for supper, enough to feed you, Jack, and Robby.

Settling for your mother's homemade Sunday Sauce you got to work when you got home.

Trin-a-Milli:

Heard some shit went down between you and Abbot. When should I be expecting you to start working on days?

You:

Nothing went down with me and Abbot. He was being a bitch and I was being a bitch back, end of discussion Santos.

Trin-a-Milli:

Well, him and Roddy got into it after you left this morning. Robby said something along the lines of "if you can't respect one of yours she can easily transfer to days."

You groaned setting the phone down to stir your sauce before making a final decision. You picked up the phone and dialed Jack's number, it rang a few times before he picked up.

"What do you want Y/n?" He grumbled answering the phone.

"I want to know what your problem is." You huffed flopping down on your couch. "You've had a chip on your shoulder since yesterday, and you weren't like that before I passed out."

"Yeah, that's the thing Y/n, this whole friends with benefits thing. It's not really working out for me." Your heart shattered. "I would give you the whole spill about how it's not you it's me bullshit but I just don't think either of us really need the distraction of this, whatever this is."

"Jack-" you hiccup into the phone.

"No, I don't, we're done. This was a huge mistake.". The phone clicks and you're stuck in the silence with tears running down your face. Stuck on autopilot you get up and move over to the stove moving the food from the eye of the stove and walk into the bathroom to start getting ready for your shift.

~~~

Robby:

Hey kid where are you? Shift started about 30 mins ago.

You: I'm not coming in, some stuff came up and I have to take care of that. It's too complicated to explain honestly. I'll see you in a few days.

Robby:

All I ask is that no matter what is going on if you need me you'll let me know.

You:

Yes, of course. I have your plate in the refrigerator, I told you I would make you supper. You can come by and grab it tomorrow if you would like.

Robby:

Code for 'I don't want to talk to you tonight but I could really use you tomorrow'. I'll be there after my shift.

You:

Thank you, Robby.

~~~

"Hey! Abbot!" Robby yelled getting Jack's attention and walking over to him. "Y/L/N isn't coming in. Something is going on with her, it's not like her to run late much less call in like this. Has she said anything to you about anything going on?"

"Nope, not a single word. She wouldn't say anything to me anyway seems like she's pretty good at keeping secrets." Jack said turning away from Robby.

Robby grabbed Jack by the arm causing him to turn. "Nothing? That's crazy, it seemed like you two had hit it off pretty well. I thought y'all had really clicked."

"You mind? I have to go figure out how we're dividing stuff up tonight with Y/L/N not coming in," Jack asked pointing back to the night shift board.

"Na, I'm out. See ya in a few days sunshine." Robby called after him, Jack threw his hand up with a wave.

~~~

"I was so stupid Pip, what was I thinking?" You lay on your couch wrapped in one of your huge comforters watching TV. "He literally took my heart, pulled it out, stomped on it a few good times, and then put it back in upside down." You cried wiping the tears off on the long-sleeve shirt you had grabbed from the clean clothes pile. "It was me. 100% all the blame. He knew I was starting to fall for him and he did probably the smartest thing anyone would have done. He could tell that I was falling and decided to call it quits before HR found out, before it would have ended badly for anyone especially him."

"Mrowr." Pip huffed from where he had lain down on your side.

"Exactly, he has a reputation that he has to uphold at the hospital and if he fails to do so he could lose a lot of respect from everyone." You rolled over and dragged Pip to lie on your chest. "This is literally the best thing that could have happened. Could you imagine what would have happened if we had gotten serious? Talk about a nightmare." Your heart was ripping into pieces. You had been stupid to fall for Jack, stupid for thinking that the late-night texts, phone calls to make sure you were sleeping, and the rides home when a shift had been any more than him making sure that you would show up for your next shift. You rolled over facing the back of the couch as you clung to a pillow and cried yourself to sleep.

~~~

You woke up the next morning with a blanket on and the smell of breakfast cooking and sat straight up seeing Robbie in your kitchen in a pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt.

"Look who decided to finally wake up!" He smiled as you walked in. "So. When are we gonna talk about what happened between you and Abbot?"

"Jesus Christ Robbie!" You spit your coffee out and glared at him. "You can't just assume shit like that!"

"Not exactly assuming when I went to grab a blanket from your room and one of his SWAT shirts was lying on the floor." He said crossing his arms.

"Different SWAT members."

"It has his name on it."

"Different Abbot."

"It smells like his cologne Y/n." He glared.

"I'm pointing out that it's weird that you know what he smells like." You raised an eyebrow.

"We work in close quarters." He slides a plate of eggs and bacon in front of you. "That's not the point though. He's your attending, you have crossed such a huge line that if anyone were to find out you could lose everything that you've worked for. He could lose his job."

"And that's not my problem, he's the one that flirted back, he's the one that didn't push away. It takes two to tango Robbie and he also helped lead, it wasn't just me. The only thing I did was fall in love with him." You yelled slamming your hand on the counter. "I'm going to take a shower."

"I'll be here when you get out!" He called down the hall.

"You don't have to be, please leave now!" You slammed the door.

~~~

The shower had probably been the best you had had in a while, the hot water was just right and the pressure hit perfectly on your tense muscles. You got out feeling a lot better than you had originally, you had changed into your lounge clothes when you heard a knock at the door and Robbie going to open it.

"Oh! This is just wonderful." Jack yelled. "She hops bed to bed pretty fast." There was a loud pop followed by "What the fuck Robinavitch!"

You ran out into the living room pulling Robby away from the door and then pulling Jack in. "First things first, do you mind not getting the police called? I have nosy neighbors that will turn you guys in in a heartbeat, here." You tossed Jack the towel hanging from your stove to hold against his now bleeding nose.

"Second thing, I don't really know why you think I would have 'jumped in bed' with Robby. Gross." You wrinkle your nose at the thought.

"Ouch," Robby whispered as you shot him a look that said not the time.

"Well then please explain to the class why Robbie was the one that answered your door when I knocked." Jack slurred slightly swaying in his spot.

"Jack? Are you... Are you drunk?" Your jaw dropped as you looked between him and Robby.

"I might have had a few drinks with Shen."

"It's 10 a.m. Abbot!" Robby face-palmed.

"A flask doesn't know what time it is." Jack shrugged. "I was coming over here to confess that I was wrong and that I caught something-"

"Feelings." You said crossing your arms

"Yeah, that. I came here to tell you that I was sorry. Sorry for being an asshole to you and the patient, I'm sorry for trying to push you away. I just don't know how to handle this." He said putting his hand over his heart. "I care for you Y/n, more than I thought I would care for anyone else after my wife passed. I didn't feel like I was worthy enough, I was too old, broken, missing pieces, but you make me feel whole again."

"I thought you said it was a different 'Abbot' on the SWAT team," Robby whispered leaning against the counter watching Jack confess his feelings.

"There's not another Abbot on the SWAT team?" Jack said confused.

"Shut up, just shut up and kiss me please." You begged walking over and wrapping your arms around his neck. He leaned in and that's when you got a whiff of the whiskey that surrounded him. "Let's get you laid down, I have some sleep pants you left over here we can put you in after a shower."

You helped him walk into the bathroom and sat him on the toilet. "I don't have a shower chair." He grumbled as you bent down to take off his prosthetic, you noticed it was starting to get red from Him wearing it so long. "I don't have any crutches either."

"Simple solutions Jack. You sit on the edge of the tub or take a bath, either way you're getting clean because you smell like the inside of a whiskey barrel. I'll order a chair for you to keep here and as for the crutches I have an extra pair from when I sprained my ankle last year they might not be the right fit but they will work for now. What do you want? Bath or I can wash you off while sitting on the side of the tub."

"Can I sit in the tub while I wash off? I don't think I have the balance to sit on the small ledge."

"Yes, take your clothes off. I'll wash them with my next load." You were already picking up the clothes scattered on the floor and tossing them in the hamper.

~~~

After the struggle of getting Jack's drunk ass out of the tub, dressed, and in bed, he passed out immediately when his head hit the pillow.

"So... Are we going to talk about you and your attending?" Robbie hissed as you walked by him to get a bottle of water and some Tylenol to set on the bedside table for Jack to find when he woke up.

"Nope." You popped the p as you leaned against the counter and crossed your arms. "Not unless you want to talk about the incident you had a few years back."

"Y/n." He whined. "You're not me though. You're supposed to be better, do better. If your parents found out-"

"They would kill me? They have been breathing down my neck for years telling me I needed to settle down." You pushed off the counter and walked into your room and placed the medicine on the table, stopping long enough to run your fingers through Jack's silver curls causing him to moan in his sleep.

"He's old enough to be your father." Robbie continued as you walked back into the room.

You shrug, "Good thing I have daddy issues."

"He is first and foremost your attending on night shift." He tried again.

"Looks like I'm swapping to days then Rob." You sigh. "Listen, anything that you try to tell me I've already thought of a thousand different ways to get out of it and if he really does care for me like he just admitted I will change hospitals if that means that I get to stay with him." You tear up looking at the man that you have always considered a mentor.

"You're serious about this? About him?" He doesn't say it in a disgusted tone but in a genuine tone. "I don't think in all my time knowing the man that he has ever looked at someone the way he looks at you. Not just today but every day, whether it be you two going over patients or just talking about what happens during shift. That man in there y/n, he looks at you like you hung the moon."

"I'm all in with him." You sigh leaning against Robbie's chest and wrapping your arms around him. "I love him, Robbie. More than I have ever loved anyone, so much it hurts." You felt him press a kiss to your head and pull back.

"I'm gonna head out, you tell him what you just told me, you two talk this out, then we will go from there. I'll make sure you don't have to leave PTMC."

~~~

You sat on the couch in Jack's SWAT shirt that was still warm from the dryer and flipped through channels finally deciding on one of those cheesy reality shows that you sometimes indulged in when you heard crutches coming down the hall

"Is it too late to say I'm sorry?" He groaned as he flopped down on the couch.

"Not to me, no." You answered turning to him and crossing your legs. "Maybe to Robbie but never to me."

"So we're gonna talk about everything?" He asked looking over at you.

"Only what you want to talk about Jack. I'm not forcing anything in this situation. I feel like I've already forced enough." You sigh turning back to the TV.

"I jumped to conclusions, I thought that you and Robbie were... hooking up behind my back." He leaned his head back.

"I think that instead of jumping to conclusions you should have asked me. Jack, you hurt me, bad. I understand that we had both originally agreed that this was just a casual thing and I understand that I probably should have told you but you cut me off with no explanation and then when you showed up you punched Robbie in the nose."

"So what is the relationship with you and Robbie?"

"He is my mom and dad's best friend." You answered shrugging.

"Wait, he didn't tell me that." His look of surprise caused you to giggle.

"Because he wasn't supposed to. He's the whole reason that I went to med school, I wanted to be like him when I grew up." You laughed. "But we were both worried that people would scream favoritism if they found out. So when I got my assignments for PMTC we basically swore each other to secrecy. He still goes to hang out with my parents and brings me food which is what you walked into in the locker room."

"So Robbie...."

"Has literally babysat me and changed my diapers as a baby? Yes. Nothing is going on between us. That's weird." You laughed leaning in. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner."

"I am sorry that I jumped to the worst possible conclusion between you and him." He signed. "What do ya say to starting over? This whole thing between us, you and me."

"Oh, I don't know about that... It's gonna take a whole lot to convince me." You laughed.

"I'm pretty good at convincing." He smiled pushing you down onto the couch and crawling to where he was hovering over you. "I was stupid." Kiss. "I jumped to conclusions." Kiss. "I'll never do it again." Kiss.

"Ok ok ok ok." You placed your hands on either side of his face. "I'm all in this time."

~~~~~~~

"Beautiful weather we're having isn't it?" He smiled leaning over the nurses desk looking at you.

"Dr.Abbot, it's been raining since last night and it's freezing outside. I'm not entirely sure where your head is but we need it back here please." You laugh putting your glasses on the top of your head.

"Oh, I haven't noticed. I didn't really leave the bedroom after I got home last night." He winked, grabbing a chart and walking off. You sat back and sighed, your little girl had stayed at your parents house so that you could get some rest after working a double but rest had been the last thing on your mind after Jack had made you ride home with him.

The night had went by kind of smoothly minus the fact that Jack had gotten something on his scrub top around mid shift so now he was here, walking around in his black tight fitting shirt looking absolutely drool worthy.

"Sir, if you continue to walk around looking like a snack I might have to take you home." You smirk squinting at the computer screen because you had misplaced your glasses.

"I'll have you know that I am a very happily taken man, I don't think my girlfriend would appreciate you talking to me like that." He says pulling your glasses from the top of your head and placing them on your face. "I was however wondering, are we doing your place or my place tonight?"

"Your place, it's gonna be the last for a week though, my parents are going out of town. Might need to make it worth my wild, might need you to leave the scrubs on this time" You wink, bitting you lip, and then handing him a chart. "Room 3, abdomen pain, nausea."

He stares for a second before he snaps out of it. "Mean, your a mean mean woman." Snatching the chart from you.

--

Leaving work now, going home to rest, I'll be by to pick Molly up around 8:30 or 9. You sent out the text before grabbing you bag and walking out to your car.

"Rough night?" Jack said leaning against his truck parked next to you.

"Nothing that a nice hot bath can't help. Maybe a really good foot massage." You smile wrapping your arms around his neck and bring his mouth down to yours. "A nice nap with my very sexy boyfriend before I have to go pick up my baby."

"Lead the way." Jack smiles against your lips before pulling away. "When are you picking her up?"

"Around 9ish, mom is cool with me being a little late. They want to get as much time in with her as they can before they leave." You hop in your car and head to his house.

---

I miss you. When can I come over? Jack had text the next night before he walked into his shift. Nights are going to be so boring without you here.

Come over in the morning after your shift, Molly will be asleep so don't be loud. Your heart skipped a beat after sending the message, you didn't think you just did. This was it. If he stayed long enough he would be meeting your child. The one that if this meeting didn't work it would be over, you weren't going to be the parent that chose a man over your child.

Across town Jacks heart also skipped a beat, "I'm meeting her kid." He whispers to himself as a grin comes across his face and he starts making plans for what he needs to get first thing in the morning.

Mulitcar pile up on the interstate, routing most to us. I won't make it before breakfast, I'll call as soon as I leave. The quick text comes through at 4, the same time your up changing Molly's sheets from where she had gotten sick.

It's fine, we've been up most of the night with a fever and vomiting. Best for you to stay away, we don't need the Pitts finest having to call in. You sigh and get back to work cleaning Molly's mattress while she's snuggled up in your bed.

---

"Longest shift of my life." Jack groans through the phone, it's 11:30 and he's just now been able to leave. "Even worse since my right hand wasn't there helping me out."

"Listen Jack. Go home and get some rest, I've been up since 4 with her. She hasn't had any sleep, you definitely haven't had any sleep the last few nights..."

"Who's fault is that?"

"Jack." Your in between loads of laundry from Molly getting sick again in your bed and the piles of laundry you've been neglecting for weeks now. "I still have so much to catch up with, Molly still isn't feeling the best, and your running on nothing. Please go home and rest."

"How about this? I go home, pack my overnight bag, stop by the store and get a few things, then come over and spend the night with you? I have the next two days off, might as well spend it with my favorite girl." As upset as he is about not coming straight over the thought of having a shower and getting some much needed sleep sounds amazing.

"I'm only agreeing to this because I want you next to me." You laugh as you hear him let out a quiet yes. "If you don't mind.... Can you grab some soup and crackers? Maybe some ginger ale? Molly is still having trouble keeping anything down and I can't exactly go get it right now."

"Of course sweetheart, anything else she might need?"

"Only other thing I need is for you to get some rest."

"Yes ma'am, Dr. Y/L/N."

---

By the time 4 had rolled around you had given up all hope that Jack was going to make it to your house, not that you blamed him, the man had been working 16 hours straight and hadn't been getting a lot of sleep.

You were on your 2nd movie of the night, Molly laid on your chest playing with your neck and you laid propped up on the arm of the couch. It had been a never ending day of cleaning throw up, washing clothes, and washing Molly but right now in this moment there was a silent peace that hung in the air, until a knock came at your door. You raised up and looked at the door confused, you hadn't ordered anything, no text or calls either. You say up laying a protesting Molly on the other side of the couch as they knocked again. "Coming!" You yelled as you walked through the kitchen.

When you opened the door Jack stood there, arms full of groceries and a stuffed unicorn. "I'm sorry I'm late, the alarm didn't wake me. How is Molly feeling?". He walked in placing everything on your cabinet before wrapping you in his arms and kissing the top of your head.

"She's resting, finally, watching a movie in the living room. You didn't have to come over, I would have understood." You moved around him putting everything where it needed to be noticing he ahad gotten chicken and stars for her and the ginger ale.

"I know that I didn't have to, I wanted to." He placed his hand on your arm turning you to face him. "What's going on in here?" He tapped the side of your head.

"Nerves, honestly. I've never brought a guy home to meet Molly. Normally when they hear I have a kid they hightail it in the opposite direction. Something about there being too much baggage."

"Well I could say the same thing. PTSD, loads of trauma, missing leg, dead wife. You saw me for who I was and it didn't stop you. I'm here because I choose to be not because I have to be." Your heart swelled from the declaration.

"Mommy." A weak voice called from the doorway. Her small hand came up to rub at her tired eyes. "Who's that?"

"I am one of Mommy's very good friends from work, my name is Jack. I heard that a certain little girls hasn't been feeling good so I brought you a stuffed unicorn to help you get better." Jack goes down on one knee and hands her the unicorn. "I have heard so much about you Miss Molly."

"Thank you for my unicorn Mr. Jack." She said hiding behind your leg.

"How about you just call me Jack." He smiled standing back up. "I also brought some soup for you because I heard you haven't been feeling good. Chicken and stars."

"Molly, baby, why don't you go back in the living room and lay down while I warm this up for you." You placed your wrist on her forehead again noticing that she was getting warm again.

"Mommy, can I show Jack my bedroom? I want to show him the other unicorns that I have." Jack's eyes shot to yours shocked.

"You have to ask him baby, I don't mind, but I don't want you getting too excited and getting sick again." You said tucking her hair behind her ear.

"Jack, would you like to see my room? My mommy painted it pink for me." She reached up offering him her small hand causing your heart to skip a beat as he grabbed it and followed her out of the room.

---

"Mommy," Molly whispered as you tucked her into her bed with the new unicorn Jack had brought her. "I'm happy you have Jack as a friend. He's very nice."

"Don't tell him that, he'll get a big head and never want to leave." You laugh kissing her on the cheek.

"When I wake up will he be here?" She asked through a yawn. You couldn't blame her you had both been up and down with hardly any sleep.

"Yes, I'm pretty sure he's gonna stick around for a little while." You smile toward the door where you could feel Jack watching.

"Good night my little sweet potato. I hope you have the best sleep." You leaned down giving her a big hug and double checking to make sure she was tucked in.

"Good night Mommy, I love you. I hope you have the best sleep. Can you tell Jack good night for me?"

"Hey, I know your not going to bed without telling me goodnight right? I thought we were new best friends." Jack laughed sliding into the room to stand behind you.

"Jack, do you know how to make smiley face pancakes?" Molly asked leaning up.

"Well, I can't say that I've ever made them but I can try. How does that sound for breakfast in the morning?" He said placing his hand on your shoulder, grounding himself.

"Thank sounds good. Thank you Jack, your a very nice friend." She smiled turning over and pulling her blanket up to her chin.

"Goodnight baby, if you need me you know where I am." You said pulling the door closed slightly.

"Y/N, she's absolutely amazing." Jack gushed as you walked to your room. "She's the spitting image of you." As you walked into your room he grabbed your hand and pulled you closer to him and placed his hands on both side of your face. "Thank you," he kissed your nose, "thank you for letting me be a part of this."

"Jack, it's not going to be easy. I have sick days, and sometimes no babysitter, I have boo boos and clingy, sometimes I don't have time for my self much less a relationship. There will be days that I'm to tired to give you the same amount of attention as I give her and if you decide to sign up for that you can't let her get attached and then turn around and leave because you would hurt me but that would devistat her.

Tonight you only got a small glimpse of what a day off looks like and that's only the tip of the ice burge, sometimes there fighting, crying, and getting up every 30 mins because she's thirsty or just wants love and when that happens if you decide that you want this you can't get upset and tuck tail. I have a daughter that I choose over any man or relationship because she needs me and if you can't accept her then we need to leave this at what it is and simply be friends." A tear starts to trail down your face followed by another and before you know it your crying.

You've never let a man that you were dating meet your kid, most of the time they don't care to meet your kid because once they hear that your a mom they leave. It's been you, Molly, and your parents for so long you weren't even sure if you knew how to navigate a real, grown up, relationship honestly.

"I would never in a million years make you choose your daughter over me, I can help with the boo boos and I can hold her tight when she needs, I can make sure that you get that time for your self. I would judge you even more if you tried to give me more attention than you give her, that is your daughter, you created her and brought her into this world. You have raised her and God Y/N I would be the happiest man if you just let me into a sliver of your life with her because now that I've had just a little taste of this domestic part of you I want it all." He smiled kissing your tears away and leading you to the bathroom.

"Jack, no." You laugh at his antics. "I'm so tired, between making sure that clothes were folded and put up and making sure that Molly wasn't going to get sick again I'm exhausted."

"I don't want that, I'm taking care of you. Did you get to shower today? Did you get to relax at all? I'm not trying to jump you, even though it is hard for me to keep my hands off you because lord do I love the mom version of y/n that I got to see tonight. Anyway, what I'm saying is you take a hot shower, do your everything stuff that you do, I got the stuff out here. See? I can do domestic." He laughs turning around to turn the water on for you. After it's at the perfect temperature he turns back and grabs your hands. "What I'm really trying to say is that I love you so much and I don't want to leave, I'm not going to tuck tail, I'm not going to walk out. Honestly after meeting Molly tonight I don't think I could leave that girl if you made me.

I didn't get the chance to have all of this with my first wife, I'm just thankful that you are giving me the opportunity to meet Molly and be apart of this."

You opened and closed your mouth two different times before clearing your throat. "You said you love me."

Jack gave a bashful smile, "That I did because I kinda do."

You threw your arms around his neck and pulled him in for a deep kiss, "Oh Jackie, I love you too." You said pulling back.

The shower was absolutely amazing, like it had melted all the stress off while you washed, exfoliated, and shaved. There were hardly days where you were too paranoid to even get in the shower much less take an hour long shower. Always worried about what if Molly got up and couldn't find you, what if something happened while you were in there you didn't hear. Most nights you waited until she was in deep sleep before jumping in and doing a quick shower that you kept peeking your head out and listening.

When you walked back into your room Jack already had the covers pulled down and the tv on a show you two had started watching together. "I'm just gonna go check back in on her and I'll be right back." You walked down the hall to Molly's room and looked in, she was snuggled up as close as possible to the unicorn and had kicked every blanket off her, you pulled them back over her and gave her a quick peek before making sure the night light was on and going back in your room.

"How's your leg?" You asked sitting on your side of the bed.

"After last night's crazy shift it's definitely letting me know that it's there. Hurts but not that bad." He said leaning back against the head board.

"Jack," you scolded looking down and noticing that his leg was still on. "You shouldn't have worn it if it's bothering you. Here, giving it here." You patted your thigh.

He propped his leg up with a sigh, "You don't have to." You eased the prosthetic off and then the sock. "That honestly feels great though."

"How are you going to get on to me for not taking care of my self if you're not taking care of yourself? Give me that lotion." You pointed. You put a decent amount in your palm before warming it up, "How was work?" You asked as you started massaging his leg.

"This is very domestic." He laughed "You might spoil me y/n."

"It wouldn't be a bad thing. Change of pace for Molly, big change for us. We've went from maybe this is serious to here's my daughter this is extremely serious. Now, Jack, how was work?"

"Stressful, broken collar bone, flu, busted nose. Then you had the pile up luckily no one died. All because someone was texting and driving, I'll never understand why people can't just call if it's that important. Of course it wasn't the same without you working beside me, don't get me wrong Mohan is great to work with but I hardly ever have to tell you which way to move."

"I'll be back at the end of the week," you smiled massaging his stump. "Besides, it never hurts to get used to working with someone else." You shrug crawling into your spot.

"I'm sorry. Did you just say I need to get used to working with someone else? This coming from the girl who literally told me that if I ever left you alone again with Shen you would kill me because you knew how to get away with it." He laughed.

"I'm not saying anytime soon. Couple of years though when Molly starts school I've thought about going to the day shift. It would just be easier on everyone." You sign placing your head on his chest.

"Everyone except for me," he sighs grabbing your hand and kissing it before placing it on his chest. "I guess if I lose you at least it's to Robby. He's a good man, a little bit older, really boring though."

"I'm not replacing you with Robby." You laugh smacking him. "I don't even fully know if I'm going to days yet. It's just a thought."

"If it's for you to take care of Molly do it. If I can help out in any way, let me. You deserve to be on the same schedule as she is." He leaned over and turned off the light. "We can figure that out though when we get there. Let's get some sleep." Rolling over on his side and pulling you into him the warmth swallowed you causing you to drift off into a deep sleep.

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"Mommy." Molly whispers patting you on the cheek. "Mommy." You jumped causing Jack to groan and roll to his other side.

"Yes baby, are you ok?" You sat up.

"Why is Jacks leg on the floor?" Molly looked at you wide eyed.

"What? Baby what are you talking about?" You were still have a sleep and wasn't comprehending what she was asking.

"Jack's leg is laying in the floor. Why isn't it on him?" It clicked as soon as she repeated herself.

"Jack was in a very bad accident so the doctor gave him a fake leg. Sometimes though he doesn't wear it because it hurts him."

"Mommy," she yawned. "Can I sleep in here tonight?..I had a bad dream."

"Yes baby, here get right here so you don't wake him up." You go to pull the cover up so she can climb in.

"Don't put her on the edge of the bed," jack mumbled sleepily, "Here Molly Cake, climb over here we don't need you falling off." Jack raised the blankets next to him.

"Jack, I'm sorry you don't have a leg anymore." Molly yawned snuggling into you.

"It's ok Molly, if I hadn't lost my leg I might not have met your mom." He smiled rubbing his thumb against your cheek and leaning in to give you a kiss. "Love you y/n."

"I love you, Jack." You smiled snuggling in for the night.

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Announcement: ugh! Talk about sick to my stomach posting this! I haven't written anything in ages and all the sudden I have a whole list of ideas that I want to write. First I'm going to see how this one goes over and then we will go from there! Until then please enjoy this as I still work on my page.

"How did you get your parents to leave you alone for so long?" Your boyfriend mumbled into your neck running his nose along your collar bone causing you to shiver.

"Easy," you laughed as you carded your fingers through his soft dark brown hair, "I told them I had a virus that I must have caught from you after helping you with your homework." The two of you had been sneaking around for the last few months hoping that your parents or your brother wouldn't find out. It didn't help that he and Steve were best friends. Your breath caught as he ground his hips down into you. "Bucky."

"Helped with my homework? Is that what we're calling this now?" He smirked pulling your shirt over your head and tossing it to the other side of the room. His hands traced back up your sides and hooked under your arms pulling you up to sit on his lap as your fingers traced down his back, leaning forward you took his earlobe between your teeth and pulled slightly before kissing down his neck biting down just hard enough to leave marks.

"It doesn't matter what we call it, I know it's fun." You laughed as he laid you back on your back and hovered over you leaning down and placing a gentle kiss against your lips.

"I'm your no matter what you want to call this.". He smiled down at you. The sweet moment was cut short when you heard car doors slamming in your driveway.

"Out! Out the window!" You whisper jumping up starting to grab all his things that had been thrown around as he was pulling up his pants and climbing out the window. "Bucky! Hey!" You rushed over dropping a few things on the ground to grab a hold of his face and give him a kiss. "I'll see you later."

"Oh, doll, of course you will." He smirked giving you another kiss. You heard footsteps coming up the stairs as Steve called your name. "Gotta go." He left closing the window quickly behind him just as Steve opened your door.

"Dear God Y/n!" He yelled walking in on you without a shirt.

"It wouldn't kill you to knock Steven!" You screamed back at him grabbing your shirt from your bed. I was about to get in the shower. I've been throwing up since y'all left and I just feel nasty."

"Well, I brought you that pasta that you always get when we go, I knew you would be hungry." He placed a Styrofoam container on the end of the bed as you yelled out a thanks before closing your bathroom door. As he turned to leave he noticed a familiar shirt laying next to the window, bending down and picking it up he seen it was in fact Buckys.

"Stevie! James is here!" You mom yelled up the stairs.

He walked down to meet his friend at the door and smirked as he leaned against the door frame. "How ya feelin there, Buck."

"I, uh, I feel better. Must be some kinda virus going around.". He said rubbing the back of his neck.

"Must really mess with your memory too. Seeing as you forgot that y/n is my sister." Steve grumbled at him. "And you forgot your shirt in her room." He said tossing it at Bucky.

"I really care about her Steve, we were gonna say something eventually." Bucky studdered.

"Just don't hurt her." Steve said turning back to go inside.

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