Toby held CJ's hand as tightly as he dared afraid he would hurt her. With
his free hand he gently rubbed her stomach and then put his head there. He
had made sure earlier with the nurses it wouldn't hurt her. He just lay
there for a while listening to her breathe and feeling her stomach raise
and fall. He felt he needed to know that she still was alive, that she
still was there. The doctor had told him that if she didn't woke up by
tomorrow night there was a huge possibility she would never wake up. Toby
prayed with all his might that she would wake up soon because he knew he
could never bare to let them turn the respirator off.
He had been alone with CJ the entire day but the first couple and the rest
of the senior staff had called every hour to see if anything knew happened.
After work Josh and Sam had come by and forced Toby to eat something. Then
Toby had forced them to go home and get some sleep before they had to get
back to work.
It had been all over the news. It was out that Eric was the suspect and
then at afternoon he heard that Eric had admitted his crime.
Toby raised his head and looked at her. Even with all things attached to
her body she was still the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. He gently
caressed her cheek and then kissed her lightly on the lips.
"CJ, if you just could wake up." He whispered. "If you do, I'll do anything
for you. I've been a fool. I've been a fool for twenty years," he continued
with tears running down his cheeks. "You have to wake up, Ceej, you have
to, so I can show you I'm not the son of a bitch you think I am."
He stopped sobbing and smiled slightly.
"You know what? The first thing I'm going to do when you wake up is to ask
you if you want to marry me and if I can move into your townhouse. And
after that we'll have a huge wedding with over hundred people invited. Sam
will be my best man, of course and Josh. he will be something else. We can
probably make something up because he would want to do something. As your
brides-maids. you know what? You should definitely ask Abbey although she
may be a bit old. Don't tell her I said that."
He smiled slightly and brushed his fingers over her knuckles.
"After the wedding we'll go to Paris for our honeymoon. Or Venice, or
London. We'll go anywhere you want. We can travel the world if that's what
you want. And then maybe some day you'd want kids and we would have three.
Two boys and one girl and they would get your beauty and my. Maybe not so
much from me but I'll learn them to love The Yankees, though."
He smiled sadly and sighed. He felt the lump in his throat growing bigger.
He held her hand tightly as he continued to talk.
"And, and when we're retired, we'll. We will move to."
His voice cracked and he briefly looked away his eyes misty.
"We'll move to some warm place and grow old, just the two of us. You may
think that might sound a bit lonely but we'll fill our days with making
love, eat wonderful food, bade in the ocean and take long walks."
Now he was sobbing loudly.
"'Cause that's all I've ever wanted, Ceej, to be with you."
As he cried he put his head on her stomach again closing his eyes.
"I hope that's not just sweet-talk to make me like you again."
His head snapped up and he couldn't believe his eyes. Her eyes were opened
as she smirked.
"My God," he whispered, stunned. "You're awake."
"Nah, I'm just talking in my sleep."
She grinned but he didn't. He looked seriously at her as tears ran down his
cheeks again, but this time of relief.
"Don't do that, CJ. Don't make any jokes. This isn't funny." He looked away
briefly. "I've been so scared. I've never been this terrified in my whole
life. I can't believe you are back."
She put a hand on his cheek and smiled slightly at him.
"I came back for you," she whispered.
He leaned closer to brush his lips against hers. When he leaned back again
he could see her smirk. A frown appeared between his eyebrows but he
couldn't help smiling.
"How much of that did you hear?"
She grinned and took his hand. "Lets just say I like that life-plan you've
made up for us."
He blushed and looked away but she put a finger under his cheek making her
look at her again.
"Didn't you have something to ask me when I woke up?" She asked smiling,
her eyes sparkling and her voice full of excitement.
Toby looked away and grinned. "Oh, now let me see," he joked.
She glared at him but smiled. "Toby!"
"Okay," he whispered and took her hand kissing her knuckles before looking
at her. "Claude, will you marry me?"
Once again she stroked his cheek. "Yes, I do Toby," she whispered softly.