“Holy shit. This is amazing, Callie.” Jack beamed then pulled her in for a huge hug. “This is exactly what we need to put Victor away. I can’t believe you did in two hours what the Bureau has been trying to do for a decade. And since you had Victor’s full permission to use his computer there shouldn’t be any problem with the evidence.”
They had met in a park halfway between her home and New York City. Callie had brought her laptop to show him the information she’d gotten and he was impressed. He continued to scroll through the data and she simply watched him.
The serious FBI agent was back on the job. And with this information he soon would be. Could she do it? Live with a man who craved adventure and excitement the way her parents had? Always afraid to lose him, always unsure if he would come home.
Reaching over, she pressed a few keys. “Victor kept a list of everyone on his payroll. I recognize a few of these names. I thought you might know a few more.”
When he scanned the document, his face got redder as the names scrolled by. Muttering a few expletives, he banged his hand down on the picnic table they were sitting at.
“Judge Proctor? I can’t believe it. The man seemed to be with us every step of the way to nab Cabrini. No wonder most of the evidence we managed to get disappeared. And this one,” he pointed to a name Callie didn’t recognize, “Jeff Curry. He was my boss at the Bureau. The one in charge of the Cabrini case. It all makes sense now. Right down to my being compromised when I was in witness protection. The bastard.”
He looked through a little more then removed the flash drive and closed her computer. “Is this your only copy?”
She shook her head. “No, I made a few just in case. I gave one to Heather, but I have the rest. Do you want them all?”
He squeezed her hand. “No, you keep one and I’ll take the others. I need to get this to the Attorney General as quick as possible. If for some reason I don’t manage to get there, make sure you get it to Scott or one of these guys. I trust them with my life.” He pulled out a card, scribbled some names and numbers and handed it to her.
She gazed at him with concern and his face softened. Lifting his hand to her cheek, he stroked her skin. “But you probably won’t need to. I’ll be fine. I plan on going there right now. You should get back in the car. It’s too cold to be outside right now.”
With Jack’s hand on her, she was far from cold. “Please be careful. We need you around. Hopefully more often.”
“Sweetheart, this information is going to ensure I can come see you and Jonathan whenever I want. No more running and hiding. Soon, those days will be over.”
He could come see them? Not live with them, stay with them or be with them always, only come see them. Is that what he truly meant or was he simply thinking of the past and how it had been? Should she give him one more reason to stay and be with them?
“Jack.” She laid her hand on his arm as he started to rise. He turned curious eyes her way. It was obvious he was anxious to go. But she needed to let him know.
“I um, wanted to tell you something important.”
His eyes narrowed. “More information on Cabrini?”
“No, it’s about me. I’m pregnant.”
* * * *
Jack’s heart stopped, or felt like it had. Callie was pregnant. Well, they’d certainly done enough during their week at the chalet to warrant it, though they had used protection. But not that first night. She’d said the timing was off, but she obviously was wrong.
Callie’s anxious eyes focused on him, asking for something. Was she happy about this or not? It wasn’t apparent. How did he feel about it?
If you’d told him even a few days ago, he would have been freaked out. How could he let Callie go through another pregnancy and delivery without being by her side? But he could hardly be there for her while he was hiding out from Cabrini. With the information she’d handed to him, they finally had a chance. A chance to be together and be a real family. She was having his baby.
A smile crept onto his face and turned into a grin. He must look goofy but she’d given him an amazing present.
“We’re having a baby? Another baby. A brother or sister for Jonathan.”
Yep, goofy grin was definitely going on here. On her face too. She gave a tiny nod.
There was no way he could contain himself any more. Grabbing her around the waist, he pulled her close and swung her around in the air. She wrapped her arms around his neck and held on tight. When he set her on the seat of the picnic table, his lips plundered hers. This dream was finally within reach, all the time, and they were having another baby.
Easing back, he looked deeply into her eyes. Joy radiated from them and his own happiness flowed through him.
“So, you’re not upset?” Her voice held uncertainty.
“Upset? The most gorgeous woman in the world, the mother of my son, is giving me another child. Why would I be upset?”
“It wasn’t exactly planned.”
“Neither was Jonathan but I wouldn’t wish him away for anything. Would you?”
