Poem 7: Tis Revealed

Kiss, strip, touch

sensual and gratifying

Both bodies moved in sync.

It felt perfect!

Perfect? ... ...

I was suddenly awake and looked around the room.

My eyes landed on someone that shouldn't be here.

What the heck! I shouldn't be here.

I yawned and scratched my head.

"Mmm, what are you doing, go back to sleep." the sleepy person muttered.

By that melodic voice, my eyes got heavy.

But with a sudden cold breeze, I shivered and realized that I didn't have anything on.

I got out of bed.

"Woahhh!" She was startled.

What startled me even more was that her left wrist was pulled when I moved my right wrist.

I looked carefully and realized that it was handcuffed.

I groaned.

"What is it?" Janko looked at her wrist and gasped.

She then looked at me with a freaked out expression.

I think I mirrored her expression because she then looked away.

I laid down on her bed and we both thought: What did we do?

"We have to tell my father."

"No."

We were out of bed, got dressed and were eating breakfast.

"It's Sunday, just come to dinner with me."

"No."

"Janko, I don't think you have a choice."

I lifted my hand to show the handcuffs.

"I know." She sighed.

"I can't believe the day I need those keys, they disappear on me."

"Did you-"

"Already did Jamie."

"Sorry."

Janko shook his head.

"I just can't believe we crossed that invisible line. I don't even remember the night."

"Really?" Janko froze.

"You remembered?"

"Not really, it's fuzzy. But I do remember that we were both drunk when we came out of the bar. But actually doing it..."

"Stop right there. Say no more." Janko squeezed her eyes shut.

"Here, Advil."

"Thanks."

"So, back to the number one thing we need to do: We gotta tell my father."

"About the partnership?" Janko asked. "Or the other ship?" She whispered.

"We have to."

Around the evening, Jamie and Edit were side by side,

Looking neat and proper but had a sour taste in the mouth.

Edit suddenly stopped on the way to the House.

"Wait."

"What is it?" Jamie asked in concern.

"Are you sure?" Edit asked with a worried tone.

Jamie nodded. "We have to."

Edit sighed again and nodded with Jamie.

The two entered the House.

"Oh Jamie, you're early for dinner!"

"Hi Pops, is Dad around?"

"Francis? Yeah, in the living room." Henry said.

"Oh, who might you be?"

Edit shook Henry's hand as she introduced herself.

After that, the couple went into the living room.

"Dad."

"Yes son." Frank responded without looking up.

Jamie looked at Edit, took her hand, and chose his words carefully.

"Dad. I want you to meet someone."

That got Frank's attention.

"Oh! Hi Officer Janko."

He then saw the two hands intertwined and handcuffed.

"Jamie," He said with a stern voice.

"What happened?" He said as he's eyes were fixed on the hands intertwined or handcuffs.

Jamie took in a deep breath before announcing; but Edit was so stressed out with the tension in the air that she burst out:

"We made a mistake! A total; shouldn't-have-happened-mistake!"

As soon as those words were spoken, Edit Janko was flushed red.

She looked at Jamie.

His eyes were widened in shock.

Frank looked at the two reactions, amusing as it may seem; he still held it in.

"Jamie, can you care to explain this to me?"

"Dad, it was not a mistake." Jamie looked at Edit and then back at his dad.

"We're in a relationship." He said with confidence.

Jamie watched Frank as it seemed like he was assessing the situation.

Edit tugged on Jamie's sleeves: What are you doing?

Jamie's expression led Edit to calm herself.

All of sudden, Henry walked into the living room.

"Come join us! Dinner's on the table."

He left.

Jamie looked back at his father.

"Dad, I'm sorry if this is sudden. But it is what I truly feel towards Edit Janko, regardless of this handcuffs. I also know the consequences and will take full responsibility of my actions."

Edit quickly added: "Same here, Commissioner, I'm ready for the consequences."

Frank looked at the two: They both seemed like they know what they are asking for.

Frank was in a good mood; and it is dinner time.

He got up from his chair and headed towards the dining room.

But before he entered, he looked back at the two, and with a smile he signaled them to join family dinner together.

THE END.

A/N: Happy Early Valentine's day! I hope you enjoyed reading this. Of course, the real Jamko will be expressed on the TV show. I wonder what the writers would write about when they get to this type of scene...

Anyways, some inspirations on writing this "Poem" were Bruno Mars' new song That's what I like, the occasion of LOVE & my idea.

Well, signing out now! Ciao! ~Lychiis