Elliott I woke to screaming in the middle of the night. I jump off my living room couch where I was sleeping and run up to my room where Jessie was thrashing from a nightmare. I climb in the bed and pull her in my arms. She starts beating on my chest, freaking out and I speak to her in a soothing voice as she wakes up.She breaks into uncontrolled sobs and slumps against me, shaking from her nightmare. I rock her side to side and she holds onto my arms around her chest. Her sobs slowly subside and I lay us against the pillows with her head on my chest. Her breaths shook as she calmed down, holding onto me as I played with her hair.It didn't take long for her to fall back to sleep. I continue playing with her hair, thinking back to how I did this every night for Miranda to go to sleep, especially when she was pregnant with Macy. Tears fill my eyes at the thought of her and look down at the beautiful woman asleep in my arms.I could feel the brick wa

Jessie I was in the middle of my rounds at the hospital, six weeks after Elliott asked me to be her girlfriend. I was starting to feel lightheaded and bring a hand to my forehead, using my free hand to grab for the wall next to me. My mother was walking towards me as I lost my footing and catches me before I collapse. "Jessie," she exclaims with concern. "Sweetheart, are you okay?"I look at her as everything started to spin and collapse in her arms. "Jessie," she calls out, scared for me as everything fades to black.  I woke up in a hospital bed and started to freak out as Elliott takes me in her arms. I instantly calm in her arms as she strokes my hair. "You're okay, I'm here," she says soothingly over and over again as my breaths calm down. "The last thing I remember I was doing my rounds and I was lightheaded," I choke quietly and she kisses the top of my head. "What's wrong with me?"My mother enters

Jessie It's been two weeks since we learned about the pregnancy and my Aunt Alex's murder. It's my first day back to work and it's been chaos. There have been so many patients that it was literally making my head spin.I was sitting at the nurse's station, trying to get my head to stop spinning, but it was no use. Everyone was running around like crazy and it was making my head spin worse. I close my eyes, breaths shaky and lay my head down.I feel someone rub my back in comfort and look to see it was my mother. She lifts me from the chair and I waver on my feet with a hand on my forehead. She slowly guides me to a dark on call room and helps me lay down.She pulls her phone from her pocket and I hear Elliott on the other end. "How soon can you get to the hospital...No, nothing bad. It's been hectic here and Jessie is not fit to continue working...I have her laying down in an on call room. I found her with her head down at the nurse's station when C

Elliott Its 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  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