Jess lay in bed flipping through a magazine with her feet propped up and her head raised high on a cloud of pillows.
"Nick, can you come help me?" Jess complained as she failed to readjust herself. The swell of her bump was making even the most effortless tasks more difficult these days.
"Hey honey." Nick smiled as he rounded the bedroom door struggling with the big flat screen from the living room. "Is everything ok?" He asked nearly dropping the large Tv as he placed it down on their shared dresser.
"No Nick, everything is not ok! I'm stuck in this bed and I can't get comfortable." Jess whined. Her mood was becoming increasingly testy and agitated ever since she was put on bed rest. She had collapsed a few days earlier due to elevated blood pressure as a result of too much stress; which was mainly a result of having to deal with too many prepubescent teenagers and sexually charged teachers at work.
"I'm on my way to Schmidts'." He said as he gently pulled her up and began repositioning the mound of pillows around her.
"Ah Nick, you can't be serious!" She complained as she grabbed a pillow and hugged it to her chest. "I'm so bored... Why didn't you go earlier while I was napping?"
"Because Honey, I was taking the Tv off the wall mount, so you could watch it in here just like you asked me to." He huffed. "Besides, Cece called and said she found Ruth's old bassinet for lil' Reggie." Nick cooed as he reached out and rubbed Jess' belly.
Jess threw her arms up, pushing Nick's hand aside. "I'm coming with you. I'm so sick and tired of this bed and I need to see my friend."
"Oh, nonono... you're not going anywhere. Doctor's orders!" Nick stretched his arms out in an unsuccessful attempt to stop her from getting out of bed.
"I'm going with you and that's final!" Jess stated as she slid out of Nick's reach and grabbed his hoodie from the end of the bed. It was pretty much the only thing that would fit around her ever growing frame.
"And I've told you a hundred times Nicholas." Jess huffed as she threw Nick's sweater up over her head. "I am not naming our child after Reginald vel Johnson." She was almost 7 months along, but her patience with this pregnancy and Nick was beginning to wear very thin.
"Come on Jess, why don't you just get back in bed and I'll call Cece and tell her to come here instead." Nick pleaded as he watched her struggle to get her arms through his sweater.
"Alright! But you have to watch Dirty Dancing with me while we wait."
"Ok, fine." Nick reluctantly agreed as he began picking up the fallen pillows and placing them back on Jess' side of the bed. "But you will have to break the news to Schmidt, because as far as he's concerned, he owns the rights to our 1st born's name."
"Over my dead body." Jess scoffed as she tried to hop back up on the edge of the bed. "Ahh man."
"What is it Jess, is it the baby? Are you alright?" Nick asked anxiously.
"Now I have to pee." She grumbled as she slid off the bed and waddled past him towards the hallway.
"Listen, I don't care what we name this baby." Nick hollered as he followed her towards the bathroom.
Jess stopped in her tracks and whirled around. "What? You don't care!"
"Wait... I didn't mean... what I meant to say was that the most important thing is that you are both healthy. So just promise me that you will remain in bed and call me if you need anything."
"I promise Babe. But seriously you worry too much!" Jess giggled as she pulled Nick to her and gave him a peck on the lips. "Now if you don't mind, I'd like to have some privacy."
"Sure Honey, whatever you need. But I'll wait out here, just incase. Doc-"
"Doctor's orders." She reiterated. "I know Nick, I was there, you don't have to keep reminding me." Jess laughed as she closed the bathroom door behind her.
"Ok, I'm just sayin', is all." He smiled and rolled his back against the closed door.
Jess shook her head as she glared into the mirror and looked down at her ever growing bump. She smiled as she recollected at how much they had achieved together in the past 3 years ever since that fateful day in the elevator when they had both reaffirmed their love for one another. And now, in just a few weeks time, they would be starting their own little family.
But she frowned at the memory of how close they were to never having all this.
She recalled how she had penned out all of her feelings on those little flash cards, just to try and gather enough courage to declare her unrequitted love to Nick. And how close she was to never actually having the chance to tell him, because she was so crushed when she heard him say that Pepperwood and Night would never get together. The heartbreak had actually led her to try and move on with her life, by moving out of the loft.
Luckily though, as fate would have it, or possibly some devine intervention, "The time of my life" came onto the radio while she was stuck in some fluke traffic as she was preparing to leave for good with all her worldly possessions. And in that moment, she just knew that the song was a sign that she had to try one more time to tell him how she truly felt. So she jumped out of the moving van and ran as fast as she could back to the loft. However she never would have believed that Nick would be the one to pour his soul out to her that day.
And their reunion wasn't like when they first had dated; It wasn't filled with hot lust and passionate urgency, what people in long term committed relationships would call the 'honeymoon phase'. Also it wasn't a declaration of love steered by sex, because they already knew that the sex was great, but it was something much deeper. He told her that he had an epithany, (thanks to Schmidt, just as she did, thanks to Sam), a revelation that what they both had been looking for, had actually been right in front of them all along.
She smiled to herself as she remembered how he shouted at the poor delivery guy to get out of his way, "Oh come on, can you please go faster!? I gotta tell my best friend I'm in love with her." And how she felt completely overjoyed and in awe when she realized that they were both finally on the same page.
As the doors closed, Nick had turned to her and brought her hand to his lips, kissing it tenderly before holding it against his heart. "I can never stop loving you Jess."
She rested her other hand against his cheek and looked deep into his eyes. 'You're my everything." she smiled.
"And... and I don't want to be with anyone else." He said.
"Nick." She had been at a loss for words. He gave her hand a little squeeze. 'You want me to say it!?' She finally asked a little louder.
"Yes, Jess, I want to hear you say it." he repeated louder than her.
"Fine. I love you." She shouted excitedly.
"Wait what?! I didn't quite hear that." He smirked.
"I love you! From the first moment we met, I fell in love with you Nick Miller." She breathed.
He quirked an eyebrow, "Seriously? 'cause I thought it wasn't until way later."
"Shut up!" She said playfully as she batted at his chest.
"No you shut up." he countered as they stared at each other completely mesmerised by the fact that they both still felt the same way after all the time they had been apart.
"Just kiss me already, Miller!" she said breathlessly as she threw herself towards him; throwing all caution to the wind, causing her little cards to scatter all around them. And he did, but it wasn't hard and fast, it was passionate, breathtaking, and a huge relief; it was as though a heavy weight had finally been lifted off her chest.
"Are you alright in there Honey." Nick called from behind the door.
"Yeah babe." She shook her head at herself in the mirror. "Why don't you go hook up the TV and get Dirty Dancing loaded. I'll be out in a few minutes." She smiled.
"Um.. sure, anything for you Dear..."
"What was that?" Jess could hear Nick mumble something under his breath.
"Oh, nothing. I'll go get the movie started, just holler if you need me."
"Thanks Babe." She chuckled as she thought about how he really would do anything for her, even if it meant having to sit through another 90 minutes of Dirty Dancing for the zillionth time.