Michael's POV:

The next morning, I found myself waking up at my desk. I realized that I didn't go home last night. Instead, I stayed the night at the police department. I stood up to get a cup of coffee, and then I headed back over to the interrogation window. I saw Leticia in the same spot on the floor. She was fast asleep on her side, with her head on her arm, that acted as a pillow. 

"She hasn't eaten all night." my boss said. "She is one stubborn, pregnant lady."

"She doesn't have to be pregnant, to be stubborn." I chuckled.

Seeing her like this pained me.

"Here." said my boss, as he handed me some food, to take to Leticia. "take this into her."

I took the food and went into the interrogation room. As I was laying out the food, on a plate, Leticia woke up. I looked over at her.

"I brought you some food to eat."

Leticia stood up on her feet and denied the food I brought for her.

"Leticia please eat something." I begged. "You're pregnant, you really need to eat something."

"Michael, just shut up!"

I became quiet. Leticia slowly walked over to me and pushed me up against the wall, as she kissed me on the lips. I was so confused, as to what was going on. When Leticia backed away, and the kiss stopped, she looked at me.

"Michael, I don't car about what you did or that you are an undercover cop. None of that matters. All I know, is that I love you. I want to be with you, and I want to have a family with you." Leticia explained. "I am so sorry for snapping at you yesterday. I was just emotional from what all happened."

I couldn't help but smile. At this moment, I was so happy.

"Really?"

"Yeah, we'll have to figure some things out. Like how to avoid my brother's hit list, but I don't care about that. All I know is that I want to be with you."

"I love you so much, Leticia." I admitted.

Leticia didn't reply. Instead, she gave me another kiss on the lips.

***

Leticia and I left the police station, so we could pack some of her things. Once that was done, I drove her over to my house. I carried her luggage into the house, and set it by the front door. Leticia started walking around the house on her own. I could tell that seeing a house this big was all new to her.

When she was done exploring the house, we headed upstairs to the master bedroom (my bedroom) with her luggage.

"Are you sure you don't want a different room?" I asked.

"Nope, I'm sure." Leticia replied. "Besides, you knocked me up, so there isn't much more damage we can do from this point."

"Alright." I chuckled.

We began by taking her stuff out of her luggage bag, and putting them into the drawers or closet. It didn't take her long to get use to the house. She made herself right at home.

***

We sat outside together. Leticia was sitting on my lap, while I held her in my arms.

"So, what are you doing tomorrow?" Leticia asked.

"Tomorrow, I'm back at work." I responded.

"Does work mean you are convicting my brother?"

I paused. I didn't know what to say to her.

"Yeah." was all I could say.

"Well then, don't let him intimidate you." Leticia advised. "And don't let him do the talking. That's your job."

I kissed Leticia on the head and tightened my arms around her. But not too much, to where it hurt her.