Title: Letters to Chloe - Part 4 (Final)
Summary: Chloe and Jack reunite
Chloe's heart was pounding in her chest as she stood on Bill and Karen's doorstep. Emily was cradled in her right arm and in her left was a bottle of wine. She rang the doorbell.
"Chloe!" Karen exclaimed, as she opened the door. "It's so good to see you! Oh my goodness, Emily has gotten so big!"
Chloe laughed. "Yeah, she's growing like a weed."
Stepping in the house, she handed Karen the wine.
"Oh Chloe, you didn't have to bring anything."
"It was no problem. I found it in Morris' closet yesterday."
"Oh." Karen said, sympathetically.
"It's ok." Chloe said. "It's the last straw, but I'm fine with it. Emily and I will be alright on our own."
"I'm sorry, Chloe. Um...well, why don't you go on into the living room? I'm just finishing up with the cooking." Karen said.
Chloe had butterflies in her stomach as she entered the room. There was Jack, sitting on the couch with Bill. He saw her immediately and stood up. His eyes widening in shock as he walked over to her.
"Who is this?" he asked.
"This," she said "is Emily."
"A baby, Chloe? You had a baby?"
Chloe laughed, "I promise, I didn't steal her." she said, referring to the mix up with Chase's baby years ago.
Jack smiled and touched Emily's tiny hand. She grinned and buried her face in Chloe's shoulder.
"She looks like you." he said softly, still not believing what he was seeing. "She's beautiful."
"Bill and Karen didn't tell you?" Chloe asked.
Jack shook his head. "No. I had no idea." He looked down at Chloe's left hand and saw the ring. "You're married." he said, quietly. Forcing himself to smile, he looked up at Chloe. "That's great. Morris?"
Chloe laughed nervously. "Yeah. I get a lot of things done when you're not around to bug me." she joked.
Jack smiled, but Chloe could see the disappointment in his eyes.
"Where is the lucky guy?" he asked.
"England. He's visiting family." she replied.
"So glad you could make it, Chloe." Bill said. "Come and sit down."
Chloe sat next to Bill on the couch and Jack sat on the other side of her.
"Can I hold her?" Jack asked.
He lifted Emily onto his lap. She stared at him for a moment, before looking back at Chloe.
"That's Jack, honey." Chloe said, turning to look at Jack. "I told her all about you."
Jack smiled. "I want to know all about her, too."
Dinner was over and they were enjoying Morris' wine. Chloe was drinking coffee.
"Where are you staying?" she asked Jack.
"He insisted on staying in a hotel." Bill interrupted. "He even got himself a rental car."
"You and Karen have done enough for me. I didn't want to burden you any further." Jack said.
"Well, we all know that's nonsense. You are always welcome here, Jack." Karen said, smiling.
"I can't tell you how much I appreciate you inviting me here to spend Christmas with you. It means a lot to me."
"I second that." Chloe said. "Dinner was wonderful, Karen."
Emily was getting fussy. "I should probably get her home." Chloe said. "It's getting close to someone's bedtime."
"I should get going, too." Jack said.
Jack carried Emily out to Chloe's car, planting a kiss on her forehead before handing her to Chloe.
"It was so good to see you, Chloe. I wish we'd had more time to talk before I..."
"Come home with me." she said, suddenly.
"It's still early. Come over. We'll have some coffee, and catch up some more."
Jack nodded. "Ok." he said.
Chloe put a very sleepy Emily to bed, while Jack, at Chloe's request, started a fire in the fireplace.
She walked into the darkened living room, lit only by the Christmas tree lights and the fire. Jack was sitting on the couch, his hands folded on his lap.
"Do you want some coffee?"
Jack shook his head. "No, it's too late for coffee. Come sit down." he said, patting the cushion next to him.
She walked over and sat down next to him.
"The letters, Chloe. Did you get them?"
She nodded. "A little later than I should have, but yes."
"What do you mean?" he asked.
"Morris hid them from me. He finally gave them to me last Saturday."
"So, he read them."
"Yeah." she said.
"I'm sorry, Chloe. I didn't know you had gotten married. And I really never expected to see Emily today. I didn't mean to cause any trouble."
"It's ok, Jack. Our marriage is over."
"It's been over for a long time. It's just been hard, because of Emily."
"Your letters were beautiful, Jack."
He reached into his back pocket and pulled out a folded up piece of paper.
"I have another one, actually."
He handed her the letter.
"I started writing it right before I left Africa. Before all the craziness happened." he continued. "I didn't get very far. But I said what I needed to say."
This one-sided correspondence is frustrating me. I wish I could see you. I'm not good at putting my feelings into words. I'd rather show you. But, since I don't have that option right now, I'm going to give it my best shot.
I've known all along that there was something special between us. Something more powerful than anything I've ever known. So powerful that it frightened me. You stand by my side when no one else will. You give me everything you have, and ask for nothing in return. I am not complete without you. I love you.
"Jack?" Chloe said, through tears. "This says 'I love you'."
"I know what it says." he laughed. "I wrote it."
Chloe eyed him skeptically. "Are you sure?"
"Am I sure I wrote it?" he teased.
He lifted her hand to his lips and kissed it. "Yes. I'm sure." he said. "Don't be scared. I'm not anymore."
Chloe could feel her heart racing at the touch of his lips on her hand, and the words coming from his mouth.
"You haven't given up on me, have you?" he asked.
Chloe was quiet for a moment, trying to choose her words carefully. "Honestly, Jack, I gave up on you a long time ago. I mean, I gave up on us. That's why I got back together with Morris. But I never stopped loving you. I just...never thought you'd ever love me back."
Her words stung Jack. "I never meant to hurt you." he said. "It's hard to explain. I just couldn't risk losing you. I have a pretty bad track record of destroying relationships with people I love. You know that better than anyone."
Chloe nodded. "Ok, but what has changed? Why now, Jack?"
"Because," he said. "I realized that after all these years, you and I together are strong enough to make it through anything. We're perfect for eachother."
"I've always known that." she said, quietly, fighting back tears.
"You are everything I've ever wanted, Chloe."
Seeing that she was starting to cry, he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close to him. "Don't cry. Please don't cry, honey."
He held on to her tightly, stroking her hair and rocking her back and forth, until she finally regained her composure and pulled back.
"So tell me about your hotel room." she said.
Jack eyed her suspiciously. "What about it?"
"I bet it's awful. Dirty and disgusting."
He gave her a blank stare. "No. Actually, it's very nice."
"Oh!" he said, finally catching on. "Yes, it's terrible. Worst hotel room ever."
"Well, maybe you should just stay here tonight."
Jack laughed. "Maybe I wasn't planning on leaving, Chloe."
"I told you in the letter that I wasn't good at putting my feelings into words. That I wanted to show you." he said. "I'm done talking, if you are."
He reached up and caressed her face with his hand.
"Are you going to kiss me?" she asked.
Jack sighed and laughed a little. "Chloe, do you want a play by play of what I'm going to do?"
She blushed. "That sounds kind of hot, actually."
"Alright." he said. "Yes, I am going to kiss you, Chloe." He leaned forward and pressed his lips gently against hers, sending a wave of intoxication through both of their bodies.
"Now what?" she asked, their lips still touching.
Jack hesitated. "You're making me nervous." he laughed.
"Good nervous, or bad nervous?" she asked.
"Oh, definately good nervous." he replied.
She placed her hand over his heart, feeling how fast it was beating. "Wow, you're not kidding. Don't have a heart attack on me now."
"I'll try my best." he said. "But if this goes any further, I can't promise anything."
He leaned forward and whispered softly in her ear, "I want to make love to you, Chloe."
Her entire body melted at his words. He pulled his head back and looked longingly into her eyes.
"Have I told you that I love you?" he asked.
Chloe took a deep breath. "You're going to make me cry again, Jack."
He smiled softly at her. "I love you, Chloe. You better get used to me saying that. You're going to be hearing it every day for the rest of your life."