Inspired by the June 26th episode of Eastenders
NC-17!
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"I can't believe we're doing this..." June giggled as she pulled down the zip of Jim's jeans. "After all these years."
"Me neither." Jim leaned forward to kiss her. "You don't know how long I've wanted this."
"Just about as long as I have..." She unbuttoned his shirt and pushed it back over his shoulders. "I fancied you the moment I laid eyes on you."
"Why didn't you say anything back then? We've wasted nearly 20 years you do realise."
"You were too young." She arched her head back as he attacked her neck.
"And I'm not now? The age difference is still the same." His hands slipped to the hem of her top and snaked their way up her skin.
"I don't know you're just... how do I put this without insulting you?"
"You'd better be careful what you say." He lifted her top off over her head. "Who knows how I might react."
"Mmmm... wouldn't want to lose what we've gained would we..." June winked, yanking down his boxers.
"So you're not going to tell me then?" He slid her silky bra straps from her shoulder and nibbled her neck.
"You've matured... very nicely." She let him undo her trousers and push them down around her hips.
"You make me sound like cheese." He laughed. "So do you prefer it strong or mild?"
"Right now... whatever way you want." She grabbed at him, pulling him closer, her back flattening against the wall of the hallway.
She leaned forward, allowing him to unhook her bra and pull it away. "You're gorgeous you know." He muttered, bending his head to kiss her breasts.
"I know..." She gasped as his lips made contact. "Oh, god, Jim..." Their eyes met. Then... "Oh god, Jim... I've forgotten..."
"Shush." His tongue circled her nipple as his hand slowly slid down her body.
"Jim... have you... got anything?"
"Anything?"
"Protection... have you got a condom..." She pushed him away gently.
"Maybe in my wallet." He let go of her briefly and picked him jacket up from the floor removing his wallet. "Damn no... aren't you on the pill?"
"I've come off it... didn't seem much point...."
"And you've nothing?"
"Well, I wasn't expecting this..." She looked down. "I'm sorry..."
"So what do we do now?" He looked at her wide-eyed.
"There's a chemist, three streets away. Stays open all night."
"Oh." Jim sounded pleasantly surprised. "Can you wait that long?"
"I don't know... I'll have to. Maybe I can... go up to bed, wait for you there."
"Well you've waited twenty years... another few minutes won't hurt." He winked at her, placing a gentle kiss on her lips as he fastened his jeans.
"Hurry..." She looped her arm round his neck and kissed him urgently.
"I'll be as fast as I can." He pulled his shirt back up over his shoulder. "Give me your keys. Don't want to disturb you when I come in."
"Disturb me." She stuck her tongue out at him, running up the stairs.
"Well if you're going to make yourself comfy upstairs I don't want you running back down just to let me in. So where am I going?"
"Out the door, left, the end of the road, down to the crossroads, take a right and a left. Do you need me to write it down?"
"I think I can remember I am a police officer after all." He picked his jacket up. "Left, end of road, crossroads, right and left. I won't be long. Don't do anything I wouldn't do."
"If you don't hurry up...." She gestured for him to go.
"Alright, alright be patient." He opened the door and rushed out. "Won't be long." He shouted, slamming the door behind him.
He walked back down the path, took a left, and started walking up the road. He looked back to June's house, saw the bedroom light flick on. "Oh, hell..." He broke into a run. He turned back round, swerving just in time to miss the lamppost on the corner as he headed towards the crossroads.
"What are you looking at?" He yelled at a couple who were looking at him oddly on the other side of the road.
He carried on running, following June's directions to the letter. Finally he could see the chemists. He paused, panting heavily as he leaned on a pillar-box waiting for the endless stream of traffic to end so he could cross the street.
Finally there was a gap and he walked across, still trying to get his breath. He got to the door and more or less fell into the shop, jumping as a buzzer sounded directly above his head.
A pretty young blonde was behind the counter. "Need any help sir?"
"I... I... give me a minute." He panted.
"Are you ok?" She moved towards him.
"Yeah... I just... I just need..." He flushed, suddenly embarrassed.
"Sure I can't help you?"
"I need... some... condoms." He rolled his eyes.
"Ahhh." The girl grinned at him. "Just over there in the corner."
"Thank you." He wandered over. He ran his eyes over the selection, and picked up three boxes of the large ones.
"That everything sir?" The assistant asked as he dumped them onto the counter.
"Yes. Thanks. I guess I looked a bit odd, coming in here like that."
"Well I did wonder." The girl blushed. "You're OK now though?"
"Fine. Thank you." He dug out his wallet and paid. "Bye."
"Bye... have a nice evening."
"I'm planning to." Jim left the chemist, crossed the road first time and again broke into a run, reversing the directions. Just as he turned into June's road, not looking where he was going, he put his foot down onto a skateboard that hadn't been there when he'd hit that point before. The skateboard skidded forward, taking him with it, then dumped him onto the floor.
"Ouch." He stood slowly rubbing his back before kicking the skateboard hard. "Stupid bloody thing."
He made to step forward, wincing as his knee smarted badly. He limped off down the street, smiling to himself as he neared June's house, the light from her bedroom window providing some comfort.
He dug in his pocket for the keys, letting himself in and locking the door. He took off his jacket and hung it on the stand.
"Jim - is that you?"
"Well who else were you expecting?"
"You alright?" She appeared at the top of the stairs, in a short silk nightdress.
"I fell over a bloody skateboard. My knee hurts." He pouted.
"Ohhh... come here." She held her arms out to him.
He looked up at her, biting his bottom lip as he limped up the stairs.
"Is it bad?"
"Dunno, haven't looked. It don't half hurt though."
"Come on..." She took his hand and led him into the bedroom. She unbuttoned his jeans and pulled them down, kneeling down in front of him. "Looks nasty, you're going to have a bad bruise."
"I'm not bleeding then? Wouldn't want to make a mess of your sheets."
"No, it's just bruised." She leant in and kissed his knee. "Better?"
"Much." He looked down at her.
"Good. You're going to have to take it very easy."
"Well I could just stand here..."
"No... I think you should lie down."
"Sounds good to me... lead the way."
"Come on." She took his hand and led him to the bed. "You just take things nice and easy and let me look after you." Once more she removed his shirt, waited as he kicked off his jeans and shoes.
He sat down on the bed. "Ah... I left them downstairs... in my jacket."
"Jim!" June rolled her eyes and sprinted down the stairs, as Jim made himself comfortable.
"Sorry." He shouted after. "Least I remembered before it got critical."
"What was that?" She said as she appeared in the doorway. She looked at the packets. "Large, eh?"
Jim blushed. "So where were we?"
"Well...." She got up onto the bed. "I think...." She slipped her nightdress over her head. "We were just about to make love." She straddled his legs, moved in to kiss him.
"Sounds good to me." He tilted his head up to meet her kiss, sliding his hands to her waist.
"Mmmm... all we need now, is to get you right back to where..." She moved her body slowly and tantalisingly against him. He groaned loudly. "That didn't take long did it?" She laughed, cupping his face in her hands.
"I'm a fast worker. Well, as far as this is concerned." His eyes fell shut as June opened one of the packets and cracked open the foil wrapper.
"This is so romantic." June giggled.
"I aim to please." He gasped as June slowly rolled on the condom.
"I still can't believe we're doing this..." June swallowed as she regarded him. "This changes everything."
"For the better I hope." He slid his hands from her waist to her breasts. "I've dreamed about this moment you know."
"So have I. I hope I don't disappoint you...."
"How could you ever disappoint me June?"
"This is just all so new... I... I need you, Jim..." She leant forward, kissed him passionately, hungrily, then slowly slid down onto him, her nails digging into his shoulders as she did so.
"Gently with the nails..." He gasped. His hands moved back to her waist supporting her as she moved up and down on top of him.
"Sorry...." Her eyes fell closed, her head arched back then fell forward, moans escaping from her lips. "Oh, my god... Jim..." Her hands explored his chest, his face.
"June..." He moaned as he met her rhythm. He took her fingers in his mouth, nibbling them hungrily as she ran her other hand through his hair,
"This is... I've never..." Faster she moved, Jim meeting her pace and matching it perfectly. His hands roamed over her breasts, teasing and roughly squeezing them, turning her moans into near screams.
"Ahhh June..." He gasped, his breathing ragged as her pace quickened more and more.
"Jim... oh... OH!... AAAAHHHHH!!!" Suddenly she stilled a look of pain shooting across her face.
"June?" Jim gasped. "You ok?"
"My leg... it hurts... I think it's cramp...."
"Oh." He looked disappointed. "I thought I'd... ahhhh... June....." His felt his peak near and reached out for June's hands.
She grabbed his hands tightly, the pain subsidising enough for her to move with him as he thrusted hard inside her. She felt him come, his entire body shuddering, and an answering wave moved across her body, so intense and raw that she had no choice but to scream.
"June..." Jim panted as she collapsed against him. "That was..."
"Incredible... the best I have ever..." She smiled, running her hand down his face. "How do you do that?"
"I don't know... I've never... it's never been so good." His breathing was still ragged. "You're an amazing woman."
"We're amazing..." She looked down at him. "Are you alright?"
"I dunno." He clasped a hand to his chest. "Can't breathe."
"Jim... come on, stop playing around."
"It hurts." He gasped.
"What? Your chest?" She stared at him, unable to comprehend what was happening.
"Yeah... just here." He balled his fist. "What have you done to me?"
"Jim... I think we need to get you to hospital."
"I'll be ok." He took a few deep breaths. "Nice way to go though eh?"
"Jim, come on, I'm serious."
"So am I."
"Well, you're looking a bit better... how do you feel now?"
"Better... still hurts though."
"Jim... come on, let's get you up and to the hospital."
"Nooooooo." He groaned. "I hate hospitals."
"Jim, I'm not having you die on me." Tears sprang to her eyes.
"I'm not going anywhere for a while June." He reached up and wiped her eyes. "Don't cry."
"I don't like seeing you in pain."
"I've felt worse."
"Jim... there's no way I'm... we're... while you're like this."
"Don't think I could right now..."
"Jim..." She looked on as he grimaced with pain and balled his fist to his chest once more. "I'm not taking no for an answer!"
"Fine... do what you will."
"Come on." She helped him get dressed and dressed quickly herself. She put her arm round his waist and helped him down the stairs. "Just stay with me OK?"
"I'm not going anywhere." He turned to her and kissed her cheek. "Thanks... for everything."
"Yeah... Jim... look... I..." She swallowed. "I love you."
"I love you... more than words can say." He traced a line down her face with his forefinger. "Why did we wait so long?"
"I wish we hadn't... I really wish we hadn't." June sobbed, hiding her face with her hand.
"Hey, hey what is it?" He pulled her into him in a tender embrace. "What's wrong?"
"Now I've got you I don't think I can bear to lose you."
"You won't lose me - promise."
June looked up at him, nodded slowly. "Lets get you checked out, OK?"
"OK... promise you'll stay with me."
"I will. Of course I will. I'm not letting you out of my sight." She picked up her bag, fished for her keys. As she did so, out of the corner of her eye, she saw Jim double up again with pain. Biting her lip, she simply walked back to him, took his hand, and led him to the car.
***
June screeched the car to a halt in the hospital car park, sending Jim flying into the side window. "Sure you're not over the limit?" He managed to smile, his hand still clutched to his chest.
"Sorry... you're really in the wars tonight aren't you? How are you feeling?" She reached over and touched his arm.
"It still hurts." He looked up at her. "I'm... I'm scared June."
"You're not the only one. You stay here, I'll get someone." She got out of the car, ran to the doors of the A&E. She burst through, looking around and locating a nurse. "I... can you help me... my... friend is in the car, he's having chest pains."
The nurse grabbed a wheelchair. "Where is he? In the car park?" They headed off through the doors.
Jim had opened the door, was sitting sideways in the passenger seat. "I don't need that." He rolled his eyes.
"Just do as the nurse says Jim." June said through gritted teeth. "Sorry... he's a bit stubborn, typical man."
"I've got one just like him. Come on, Sir...." June and the nurse helped a sheepish looking Jim into the wheelchair.
Jim glowered at June and shook his head. "If anyone sees me like this..."
"Jim, shut up." June snapped. The nurse pushed the wheelchair into A&E, and seeing a doctor, she called "Chest pains... needs looking at urgently."
"Take him straight through... cubicle 7s free. Set up for an ECG for me. Are you with him madam? Can you give his details to reception please?" The doctor shouted as he rushed past. "I'll be right back..."
"But I...." June called, it was too late, he was gone. She approached the reception, looking overwhelmed. The receptionist, a man in his mid twenties looked up at her kindly. "You alright?" He asked.
"Yeah I've just come in with my... b... friend. Need to book him in I think?"
"Name?"
"James... Michael Carver."
"Date of birth?"
"14th February 1962."
"Address?" June looked at him, stuttering. "It's OK, it doesn't matter, we should have an address for him if he's been here recently."
"He's spent enough time here over the years - he's a police officer."
"Right, thank you." He nodded to a waiting area. "You can wait over there."
"Can I not wait with him?" June pleaded.
"They'll let you know as soon as you can see him. Try not to worry, eh?"
"Easier said than done... thanks." June made her way to a hard plastic seat and slumped down into it.
She picked up a magazine, then dropped it back to the table. She wrung her hands together, swallowing against a wave of nausea. She didn't notice the doors open and shut, but a voice made her look up, and stare in absolute disbelief. There, at the reception, just feet away was Gina Gold.
"Oh no." June muttered under her breath. She picked up the magazine and hid her face behind it. She waited for a moment, but it didn't seem like Gina was going anywhere fast, she was berating the receptionist about something. June stood, keeping the magazine in front of her face, and bolted for the ladies loos.
****
In Cubicle 7, Jim was now in a robe and a nurse was attaching pads to his chest leading to a monitor. "This is all a waste of time, you know, my girlfriend, she just panicked."
"We'll be the judge of that Mr Carver." The nurse smiled. "How are you feeling now."
"It keeps coming and ahhhhh... going." He leant his head back in the pillow. "I feel like I've been kicked by a horse."
"Sure you haven't?" The nurse laughed. "So what where you doing when the pain started?"
"I... I..." He flushed. "Where's the doctor?"
"He'll be through in a minute... are you trying to hide something from us?"
"No, it's just... delicate."
"Delicate?"
"Do I need to spell it out?"
"You were with your girlfriend?"
"Yes. I was *with* my girlfriend."
"Ahhh..." The nurse smiled. "We'll put it down to strenuous activity then?"
"You could say that. I've hurt my knee too... fell on a skateboard."
"Skateboard... I thought...." The nurse looked confused.
"This was before, I was running� I..." He stopped, suddenly short of breath.
"Take some deep breaths sir. We'll leave it for now... we're only going to have to go through it again for the benefit of the doctor."
"I... it's... getting worse..." Jim grimaced and pulled his body up into a ball.
The nurse ripped the curtain open. "Dr Wallis... we need you in here now."
The doctor came in, examined Jim and asked him a few yes/no questions as he was now unable to answer. "Give him something for the pain, monitor him closely. The ECG looks normal so far... a little bit of tachychardia but nothing that abnormal..."
"Can... I see... my girlfriend?" Jim gasped.
"If it will relax you." The doctor nodded. "Just try to relax. I'll go and find her, what's her name?"
"June... June Ackland."
"OK... I'll be back in ten minutes. I'll look again at your ECG and if there's anything to concern us, we'll admit you to cardiac care."
Dr Wallis made his way through to the reception desk. "I'm looking for the girlfriend of the guy in Cubicle 7. June Ackland?"
June was standing behind the loo door and she cringed. She cracked it open, looked around. Fortunately, Gina was gone. She snuck out, looking around her. "That's me... is Jim OK?"
"He's comfortable... we're just waiting for his test results. He wants to see you though."
"Good... I... cubicle 7... I know the way." June hurried towards the cubicles, cringing again as she heard Gina's voice nearby haranguing someone. She stood outside the cubicle for a moment, then pulled back the curtain. Jim was lying on the bed, attached to a monitor, looking pale and drawn, worse than when she had last seen him.
"Oh God..." She muttered stepping into the cubicle and taking his hand. "They told me my *boyfriend* wanted to see me." He forced a smiled. "How are you love?"
"In pain... scared." He looked up at the nurse who looked away and busied herself filling in something on a form. "Better now you're here."
"Glad to hear it." June sniffed and bit her lip. "What have you done to yourself?"
"Me? It takes two to tango you know." He laughed then winced. "I feel like Tony Stamp is sitting on my chest."
"Ouch." June laughed. "That sounds painful." She lowered her voice. "Bet you'd rather it was me?"
"Mmm..." Jim fell silent for a moment.
"Jim?" June panicked. "What is it?"
"I... is that... who I think it is?"
"What... Who?"
"That voice... sounds like... Gina."
"Ah yes... I've spent the last god knows how long hiding in the loos from her..." June smiled. "She'll love it if she catches us here."
"That would be..." Jim stopped, his eyes widening as an intense pain struck him.
"Jim?" June sobbed.
"I can't... deal with... this...." Jim shook his head against the pillow, tears springing to his eyes. The nurse looked up. "I'll get the doctor..."
"Jim... please." June sobbed. She lifted his hand and kissed it, before holding against her face. "Please be OK..."
"Just want the pain to stop..." His eyes met hers, both of them as terrified as the other.
"You're not leaving me Jim." She sniffed. "That's an order. I won't let you." A sudden authoritative tone returned to her voice. "Don't you dare disobey me."
"Have I ever..." Jim looked up as the doctor came back in. He looked at Jim and June, then at the ECG strip. "Hmmm." He frowned.
"Doctor?" Jim's voice shook.
"Hmmm." The doctor turned to look at them. "Apart from a slightly irregular rhythm, there is nothing here to suggest you have had or are having a heart attack."
"So what are saying doctor?" June frowned.
"I'm saying... Mr Carver, what else have you done this evening? Apart from the intercourse and the running?"
June blushed and glanced at Jim. "Well..." he started. "Erm not much... had a couple of soft drinks in the pub..."
"Did you have anything to eat?"
"Nope... we didn't exactly get round to that did we?" He looked up at June.
"When did you last eat?"
"Erm... lunchtime"
"Hmmmm... yes... I think I know what this is. Not to say that you're not in pain, I know what it can be like, but..."
"Is it serious?" June asked.
"No. All he needs is a couple of aspirin and an antacid."
"Antacid?" Jim's eyes widened. "You're not telling me this is..."
"A nasty bout of gas."
"Oh Jim..." June looked away, her shoulders shaking.
"June... are you laughing?"
"Nope..." She giggled. "Jim... I thought you were dying."
"June this isn't funny...it still hurts."
"But you're not dying... sorry for laughing doctor... I was just so worried... and you're telling us all of this is down to a Sun Hill lasagne?"
"Lasagne? Those things can be lethal. OK, we'll keep you here till the pain subsides, give you something for the problem and get a support bandage for that knee, it looks nasty." He looked at June. "You did the right thing."
"I know... you can't risk it where chest pain is concerned can you? I really thought I'd killed him off though."
"There is a slight irregularity, you should see your GP, but I don't think its anything serious. Nothing a bit of diet and exercise won't cure."
"I'll make sure he gets some exercise." June smiled.
"June..." The doctor and nurse left. "I'm not kidding though, it still hurts and I was really scared."
"I know, I know." She walked over to him and embraced him. "I was terrified Jim... I thought I'd lost you... I'd only had you for half an hour and I thought that was it..." She sobbed into his chest.
"Hey... shhhhh..." He stilled again, lapsing into silence.
"Jim?" June froze in his arms. "Jim..."
"I think its getting closer."
"What is?"
"That voice."
"Well she's hardly likely to burst in here is she?"
"I wouldn't put it past her. She's got incredible intuition that one."
"She wouldn't... she can't. It's a hospital."
"Ah-huh." They froze as the voice came right past the cubicle then disappeared off and away. "Thank god for that."
"Told you." June buried her head into Jim's chest. "I'm so glad you're ok."
"Me too. I just want to get out of here, I feel such a fool."
"We're not going anywhere til you've been discharged. Anyway, tell me what's this about me being you're girlfriend... we've only just met?"
"Aren't you my girlfriend?"
"I don't know... am I?" June blushed.
"Well, you're a girl and I love you."
"Well with that reckoning, guess that makes you my boyfriend then."
"That sounds fine to me." He reached up and stroked her face. "I'm sorry, about ruining tonight."
"You didn't ruin it... not really. If I hadn't had you running round the streets of Sun Hill..."
"It's not your fault...." Jim's eyes drooped shut. "God, I'm so tired."
"Worn you out have I?" She smiled. "As soon as we get you discharged I'm going to take you home and tuck you up in bed."
"Mmmm... June... can you get me a coffee?"
"Coffee? It's bedtime Jim. Wouldn't you prefer a hot chocolate?"
"Want to stay awake, not go to sleep." He smiled up at her.
"You said you were tired... besides I might bump into Gina out there."
"She's gone, please June." Jim shifted himself up in the bed and looked up at her with big eyes.
"You'll regret this when you can't get to sleep." She headed towards the curtain. "And only one sugar - you're on a diet as of now."
"Yes Sarge."
"Well I can't have you wearing out on me... we've got twenty years worth of catching up to do." She winked at him as she pulled the curtain open. "Be right back."
She smiled as she walked away from the cubicle, shaking her head at what had just happened. She was lost in world of her own as she waited for the cup to fill at the vending machine... until...
"June? Is that you? What on earth are you doing here?" The unmistakable tones of Gina Gold.
June wished the floor would open up and swallow her. But she smiled and turned to face her. "Ma'am."
"Is everything ok June?"
"Yes, fine, why wouldn't it be?"
"Well you are in A&E... you're not hurt are you?"
"No, I'm here with a friend."
"Ah ok then... so we'll be seeing you tomorrow as normal?"
"Of course...why wouldn't you?" June snapped. "If you don't mind ma'am, my friend is waiting for his coffee."
"HIS coffee? Something you're not telling us June?" Gina winked.
"It's purely platonic. Not that it's any of your business."
"I was just concerned... I won't bother next time if you're going to be like this."
June sighed. "If you must know, I'm here with Jim."
"Jim? You two aren't..." Gina looked shocked.
"No!! No... look... come with me, Jim will tell you what happened." She grabbed Gina's arm and pulled her into Cubicle 7.
Jim looked up suddenly, shock registering on his face. "Ma'am?"
"Jim... are you alright?" Gina looked at the heart monitor beside the bed.
"Me? I'm fine ma'am. False alarm."
"He... look, you know we've been having a bit of trouble, with Tony, the family liaison thing..."
"No, but do go on." Gina looked intrigued.
"Well, Jim and Tony have been friends for such a long time that I thought I'd try to get them to patch things up, so I arranged for them to meet up... I... it was a mistake, but..."
"And Jim ended up in A&E because...?"
"He fell over." June looked at Jim and he winced. "Hurt his knee." Jim shook his head, glad Gina was looking at June.
"So that's why they put him on a heart monitor. The wonders of modern medicine." Gina shook her head.
"Well, he didn't so much fall as... collapse..." June felt like she was digging herself into a very deep hole.
"Right..." Gina frowned. "If you say so."
"One minute he was upright, the next... down on the floor." June looked at Jim who had his hand to his forehead.
"That's sounds about right for someone collapsing..." Gina smirked.
"So... that's it...they thought he might have fainted so they ran some checks and he's fine."
"Right... anyway I've got a suspect to question if he's bothered to come round... I've leave you two... to it."
"To what?" June was immediately on the defensive
"My you are on the defensive tonight aren't you..."
"No, I was just... worried about Jim that's all."
"Understandable June... must dash anyway."
"Ma'am." June watched as Gina left. She walked to the bed and sat down on it, placing her head in her hands.
Jim sighed. "Want a spade June, see if you can dig us in any deeper? Why the hell did you bring her in here?"
"I didn't have any choice. You know what she's like. Do you think she believed us?"
"We'll be lucky, the story you tried to tell... you're an idiot sometimes you know. But I love you for it." He ruffled her hair.
"Hey, mind the hair!" June laughed. "You look a lot better."
"I feel better. He smiled. "Just want to get back to yours..."
"Jim, I don't think that's a good idea."
"I'll be the judge of that... where's my coffee?"
"Oh, I left it... out by the machine... I mean it Jim, you've had a shock..."
"But I'm fine now." He looked at her with puppy dog eyes. "Please."
"Your knee... I, Jim, I had a shock too, I'm... there's no reason to be but I'm scared."
"Aww. You big softie. My knee was injured last time round and that didn't stop us did it?"
"I don't know, it's different now."
"What's changed? Apart from you practically telling Gina we'd just fallen out of bed."
"I... I thought I'd hurt you... I thought I'd lose you, I thought it was my fault. And it made me realise... how important you are to me."
"You're so important to me June. I just want to hold you... be with you..."
"But..." June shook her head. "Listen to me, I always over analyse things."
"Shut up June." He lifted her face and kissed her softly.
"Excuse me?" June pulled away and hiked her eyebrows at him.
"Stop over analysing things. Just sit back... and go with the flow."
"Hmmmm...." June shuddered suddenly. "How come your touch has never made me feel like this before?"
"I don't know." He ran his hand up her arm. "That's even more time we've got to make up for I guess."
"I'm sorry I never said anything before." She breathed. "If only I'd known."
"I could have said something to couldn't I? But after tonight... I don't ever want to lose you."
"I'm sorry I've been such a pain these past few weeks,"
"You have? I hadn't noticed. Well... maybe the one time when you nearly killed me with that mug..."
"You deserved that. But it was just... one part of me wanted you so much but the other...."
"The other? It didn't bother me that much - you're so gorgeous when you're mad."
"Jim..." She slapped him gently on the cheek.
"Oh Sergeant... getting angry again are we?" He grinned.
"Mmmm, you'd better watch out, who knows what I could do to you."
"Don't. I might not be able to control myself. It was such a good job Cullen came into the room back then - I might not have been able to control myself."
"Come on... let's get you discharged."
"Sounds good to me. Now keep your mouth shut if we see Gina."
"Cheeky. I didn't see you helping." She kissed him softly. "You're staying the night at mine, alright? You need looking after."
"And so do you. I gave you such a shock tonight."
"I never thought I could be so scared. But it made me realise how much I love you."
"Well that's something good that came out of it then. I adore you June... take me home... please?"
"Come on then." She took his hand. "Let's go home."
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