Author: LilahMorgann PM
Chickie Brown and Ben Sherman were made to be with each other, but will the life of being a cop, and an unexpected twist keep them apart? Disclaimer: I own Southland in no way or form. Please review :Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Romance - Chickie B. & Ben S. - Chapters: 22 - Words: 16,767 - Reviews: 40 - Favs: 5 - Follows: 6 - Updated: 07-01-11 - Published: 01-17-11 - Status: Complete - id: 6662732
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Okay this is the last chapter. I know I said I was doing an epilogue but I've decided to do a sequel. Be warned it won't be until the new season. I've found it a little tricky to write these characters because they are so new, so I want to wait until I have more to go off of. Feel free to leave suggestions on anything you would like to see in the epilogue.
All Ben could remember was being tired for two weeks straight. He had taken two weeks of leave but he couldn't take any more off than that. Those weeks were a blur of diapers, crying and feedings. Ben had to hold back a laugh when Chickie told him one night they were lucky to have such a cooperative baby. He couldn't imagine what it would be like having one that wasn't. Baby Fiona was on a somewhat established feeding schedule and Ben would always bring her to Chickie in bed, and then burp her afterward. Today had been his first day back at work and it was a welcome relief. He had always thought the streets of LA were stressful, until he had known what it felt like to stay up for five hours straight with a crying baby. He carefully walked into the house at eleven at night careful not to slam the door incase Fiona was sleeping. He quietly walked up the stairs to see both this bedroom light on and Kyle's. He took a deep breath remembering that Kyle had gone out to dinner with Henry that night. Ben tapped on Kyle's door a couple of times then let himself in. Kyle lifted his head up from the book he was reading and Ben took a seat next to Kyle.
"Everything go okay tonight?" He asked. Kyle shrugged and went back to his book.
"He said he was sorry and stuff. You know all the stuff he was supposed to say." Ben didn't hear anger in his voice and he knew Kyle hadn't been expecting much. "He isn't staying around. He found some job in Florida."
"I'm sorry man. I wish things hadn't turned out this way for you two." Ben was a little relieved to know Henry was going to be out of the picture, and he felt guilty for it.
"I am glad they did." Kyle said matter-of-factly.
"You are?" Ben asked.
"Well, yeah I guess. If he wouldn't have left Mom she would never have become a Cop, and she would never have met you. I guess everything turned out pretty good for everyone." Kyle smiled at Ben and Ben gave him a quick hug before leaving. He closed the door behind him and walked to his bedroom. He found Chickie fast asleep with Fiona resting comfortably on her chest. He gently lifted her off her chest and cuddled her for a few moments. He then put her in the bassinette near the window and gave her a gentle kiss on the top of the head.
"Is she asleep?" Chickie groggily asked and Ben walked over to sit next to her.
"Almost, go back to sleep babe. If she wakes up I'll take care of her." He brushed away a lock of her hair and she smiled.
"You need your sleep too Ben. I don't want you out there on the streets falling half asleep."
"I'm sure Jon will let me grab a few minutes of sleep in the squad car." He laughed while crawling into bed with her. He had showered at the stationhouse because he had been unsure if he was going to get the chance at home. He held her in his arms for a few minutes until Fiona began to make noises from her bassinette. "Duty calls."
"I love you." She whispered as she fell asleep.
"Love you too." He told her and he pulled the covers gently over her. He then went to go take care of his crying little girl. She was many things. Unplanned, a miracle, and even at times, very nerve wracking. She was everything he thought he wasn't ready for, but with the most amazing woman by his side he felt a confidence he had never felt before.