ShawnTwo months have passed. In those two months Beth has moved in, helping Abbigail with the pregnancy. Also in these past two months, Abbigail has formed a noticeable bump and no longer suffers from nausea or dizziness. Last week I had my cast removed and today I was able to return to work. I enter the kitchen, wearing my uniform with a bulletproof vest under my shirt. Beth was cooking breakfast and Abbigail was picking grapes from the fruit bowl. I give them both a kiss and Abbigail feels for my vest. She sighs in relief when she feels it. Tears fill her eyes and she asks in a choked whisper, "You wore it?""Of course I did, I promised you I would," I say in a soothing tone and give her a kiss on her forehead. "I'd do anything for either of you, you just need to ask.""Can you come home safe, especially when you're in this uniform," Abbigail asks in a choked whisper. "I promise to try my best," I say softly and give her a kiss. "Can you bring home a pregnancy test," Beth asks in

AbbigailThe doctor said she suffered from a pulmonary embolism. They're doing their best to treat it, but there's a chance that she won't make it. She said she was lucky I was with her when it happened or she would have died.Beth and I were sitting in a corner of the waiting room, comforting each other with Shelby guarding us. She had her service vest on so no one bothered to say she couldn't be in the hospital. We ended up telling my parents about Beth and Shawn's relationship and about their baby. Surprisingly they accepted our commitment. I play with her engagement ring. I took it off her hand before the ambulance arrived. I didn't want them to cut it off. Beth's still hand on my stomach told me she'd fallen asleep. She'd been rubbing my stomach since we got to the hospital, four hours ago, putting us after midnight. I could smell Joyce's perfume as she knelt in front of me."Please tell me you have good news," I choke in a whisper, slipping her ring in my index finger. "She's

ShawnIt's been a month since we moved into our new home. It's been as long since I passed my detective's exam and joining the homicide squad. I told my captain before I took the exam that Abbigail I were getting married in August and that I was taking her to Ireland for our honeymoon. I was at my first scene, wearing a new suit and a bulletproof vest. It was a body dump on the edge of private property. The property owner has motion detectors around his property and said it was triggered early this morning. Thinking it was a bunch of kids messing around, he came to give them a warning when he found the body.I knew right away that the murder didn't take place here. The body had been wrapped in plastic with duct tape holding it in place. Blood pooled in the plastic so we had to be careful not to lose any of it for evidence. As soon as the face was revealed, I had to fight tears from falling. It was a young girl, couldn't be more then sixteen years old. Her face was riddled with bruise

ShawnIt's two weeks before the wedding and I was able to talk Melanie into joining us on our honeymoon. She would be taking a spontaneous vacation to those whom are not our family. I was renting out a two bedroom cabin for the four of us. The only person who has no idea it's the four of us going was Abbigail. This whole trip was a surprise for her.I've witnessed Melanie get asked out numerous times in the last two weeks and she's rejected everyone. She tells them she's seeing someone, but won't specify who. I watch as she brightens up when she says she's happy with her relationship and wanting to keep it private. I was in the middle of my hopefully last case before the wedding and Dylan and I have been on it the last two weeks. We were working a double homicide. Two teens killed with the same motive. Both were girls around eighteen years old, blonde hair, blue eyes and built like models.They were found a couple days apart in the same wooded area. Both girls were found without cloth

ShawnIt's been two days since I woke from my coma and I was able to return home. The accomplice was dead and it was safe to return home. Melanie and I both informed our captain we wanted to go back to patrolling and as partners. We were granted permission and could return in a couple of weeks.He knows what we mean to Abbigail and that she needs us right now. I was going to use this time to reinforce our security system and draw up plans for a panic room in the basement. Or even turn the basement into a family sized panic room. I know Melanie will agree with me and help me set it up with military grade standard security. "Shawn," Melanie says in a soothing whisper, holding my face in her hands. I meet her eyes, realizing that we were home. "You okay?""Yeah, just thinking about upping our security system and making the basement a panic room," I say quietly and she nods in agreement. "I want it built like Fort Knox and hopefully before the twins are born.""I'll make some calls, but r