Chapter nineteen

Shawn

It's been two days since I woke from my coma and I was able to return home. The accomplice was dead and it was safe to return home. Melanie and I both informed our captain we wanted to go back to patrolling and as partners. We were granted permission and could return in a couple of weeks.

He knows what we mean to Abbigail and that she needs us right now. I was going to use this time to reinforce our security system and draw up plans for a panic room in the basement. Or even turn the basement into a family sized panic room. I know Melanie will agree with me and help me set it up with military grade standard security.

"Shawn," Melanie says in a soothing whisper, holding my face in her hands. I meet her eyes, realizing that we were home. "You okay?"

"Yeah, just thinking about upping our security system and making the basement a panic room," I say quietly and she nods in agreement. "I want it built like Fort Knox and hopefully before the twins are born."

"I'll make some calls, but r