“Yeah? Well, I hear she’ll soon be your partner because...”
“I’m gonna be a fucking lawyer!”
Sweet Pea and I celebrated into the wee hours of the morning. I hadn’t stayed up that late since getting pregnant but didn’t want to close my eyes for fear that I would miss out on a single moment. In the little over two years since Sweet Pea and I met, we’d managed to start a family law practice, an amateur reptile rescue sanctuary, and now, a family. I couldn’t imagine being happier, especially knowing that Sweet Pea wasn’t the only one that got to help put a monster behind bars.
My first client after opening the practice was Elsie Miller. We filed, and won, a civil suit against John Knight and she was awarded three million in damages. Knight was forced to liquidate his assets and the Miller family started a charitable foundation called Elsie’s Riders that works together with our old friends Bikers for Kids. Together, they help kids to speak out against their abusers, and speak out, they did.
Elsie’s story and her bravery inspired two more children to disclose abuse at Knight’s hand and a new criminal trial was set. I was able to assist as special counsel under the new District Attorney, Rob Glass, and together, my old friend and I put Knight behind bars for two consecutive terms of ninety-nine years.
As I curled up against my man, my eyelids got heavier, and my thoughts turned to what our daughter might be like. I hoped she’d be tough like her auntie, Trouble, who had graduated top of her class at Quantico as a sharpshooter and was currently serving as an assistant trainer with her favorite professor and mentor, Agent Randall “Taxi” Davis. Sweet Pea and I couldn’t be prouder of the amazing woman she’d become and were pretty fond of her guy, too.
Sleep came for me, but in the end, my life was far sweeter than anything I could have dreamed. I’d found my true calling, was about to have my first child, and most importantly, was sleeping next to the best chum I could have ever asked for.