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James Keene: The helping hand.

Note: Thank you so much to @sharonmi11s​ for requesting this imagine. It was so much fun to write and develop these characters and see how they changed throughout this imagine. I hope that you enjoy it. Links for things mentioned in this story will be posted a t the end.

Enjoy!

Once upon a time in a land far, far away called Kankakee, there lived a beautifully kind-hearted princess named y/n who loved bringing joy and hope to the families she worked with.

On the other side of the spectrum though, lived a handsome prince name Jimmy that lay locked away in a tower with no way of escape until a sly wizard came to him with an offer he couldn’t refuse.

To find out how the Prince and the Princess fell in love and changed their lives for the better, keep on reading.

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Ever since she was a little girl, y/n had always wanted to help people in whatever capacity she could. The reason she wanted to do this you may ask. Well, at the tender age of 5 years old, y/n’s father became sick and with little money, her mother couldn’t afford to hire anyone to help out with her father. The caring was up to her and her mother and while y/n didn’t mind it, it eventually took a toll on her mother, and she passed away not too long after her father, which left y/n living with her aunt.

Carol-Anne was a sweet woman and loved y/n with all her heart. She knew how important it was for y/n to grow up caring and compassionate. It was the one thing y/n’s mother wanted to instill in her daughter.

All through high school, y/n poured countless hours into her studies in order to get into her dream college so that she could study medicine. She wanted to become a doctor so that she could care for others and their families, the way she cared for her father all those years ago.

When she finally graduated from college, she had a change of heart and decided that she’d apply for a job at Mount Saint Batten health care services as a nursing assistant. It was there that she met Sammy Keene and her significant other, Big Jim.

Big Jim was a reserved man and didn’t wear his heart on his sleeve. He did have his sweet moments though.

Sammy approached the health care services just after Big Jim suffered a stroke. Y/n was asked to take the couple on and without hesitation, she did. This led her to be sitting on the front porch with Big Jim as they spoke openly.

“I want to go and see my son.” Big Jim stated after letting out a breath.

Y/n was surprised at this statement. She didn’t know that Big Jim had a son. It wasn’t something that was made apparent.

“I can organize that. Where does he live?” She asked. Big Jim looked at her and his eyes grew slightly glossy.

Y/n set her tea down and got up to crouch in front of the man.

“What’s the matter?” She asked softly.

“He’s in prison.” Big Jim huffed out after a minute of trying to think of how to tell the woman.

Y/n felt her stomach drop for him. She had heard of other people going through something like this and she couldn’t imagine the pain of having someone behind bars but now knowing that this was part of the stress that caused Big Jim’s stroke, she felt bad for the man, especially when he explained how his son had taken on a dangerous task so that he’d be released from prison early.

Y/n tried her best to keep her thoughts professional and promised Big Jim that she’d sort something out so that she could accompany him to visitation at the Springfield penitentiary. How she was supposed to go about that though was beyond her.

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Sitting down at her dining table after her shift and writing a letter to a prison warden was never something y/n thought she’d be doing but here she was with her hands hovering over her keyboard trying to think of the best way to start.

She knew that it had to be professional sounding but for the life of her, nothing was coming to mind. Y/n didn’t have much time to fashion this letter because the inmate in question had a family member wanting to visit his son as soon as he could.

Taking her boss’s advice, she took a deep breath and just started typing, being mindful of the fact that the warden would most likely need her work and personal details in order to be added to the list of visitors for Big Jim’s son, Jimmy.

Dear Sir,

I write this letter to ask for permission to be allowed to accompany Mr. James Keene Sr. to visit Mr. James Keene Jr., who is a prisoner in your facility. Mr. Keene Jr. is my client’s son. It is advised that I  accompany Mr. Keene Sr. in all activities in and out of his residence as he is of frail health and requires attention at all times. Please find the notarized consent of Mr. Keene Sr. and Mount Saint Batten health care services.

I will be grateful to be permitted to accompany Mr. Keene Sr. If you need any more information about me, please reach me via 555-0123 or email y/n.y/l/n@mountsaintbattenhealthcare.services. I’m looking forward to a favorable response.

Thank you for your consideration.

Sincerely,

Y/n Y/L/N

555-0123

Kankakee, IL, 60901

Reading over her words to make sure everything sounded ok, y/n took a deep breath.

Here goes nothing.

She hit send on the email and waited almost a week to hear back.

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The visiting area of a penitentiary was not something y/n ever thought she’d be observing but alas, here she was. She wasn’t sure what was going to happen when her client’s son heard that his father now had a carer.

“I don’t think he’ll like you.” Big Jim stated bluntly. Y/n had to smile at that.

She didn’t really care what Jimmy thought. It was Sammy that hired her, and it was Sammy and Big Jim that enjoyed her company, although Big Jim would never say that out loud.

“All that matters to me is that you like me.” Y/n replied as she helped the man sit down.

Big Jim grunted in reply. It was going to be the best she got out of him as the inmates began to enter the vicinity.

Jimmy looked around for his dad and when his eyes landed on him, his eyes narrowed.

“Dad.” He greeted as he walked over and sat down.

“Son.” Big Jim replied in a monotone.

Y/n simply sat there and kept quiet as she knew that this wasn’t her place to speak. She was only here to assist the man beside her.

“How are you dad?” Jimmy questioned, ignoring the woman.

“Alright.” Big Jim shrugged the best he could.

“Tell me the truth dad.” Jimmy responded curtly. He took this opportunity to look at y/n.

“I’m fine.” Big Jim insisted. Jimmy didn’t look convinced.

“Whose that then? Get rid of Sammy did ya?” Jimmy asked in an accusatory tone. Y/n tried not to gag at that.

It wasn’t that Big Jim was bad looking but she didn’t go for the elder men.

“Y/n is my carer.” Big Jim said plainly. Jimmy nodded slowly and crossed his arms as he leaned back in his chair.

“Carer?” Jimmy replied disdainfully. Y/n looked at him and smiled. Truthfully, she didn’t know what to say to that.

“She’s good.” Big Jim said, placing his good hand on top of y/n’s smaller one, taking his son by surprise. His dad never said those things about anyone, let alone show affection in public.

There was no doubt about it. Jimmy was jealous.

“How are you, Jimmy?” Big Jim asked, sensing that y/n was uncomfortable with the attention on her.

“I’d be better if she wasn’t here.” Jimmy snarked.

“Keene, wrap it up!” A C.O called.

“I don’t want her back here. You don’t need her.” Jimmy said and his father nodded but y/n wasn’t about to let that slide.

“You can think what you like about me, but you weren’t the one that hired me. I was hired by Sammy and her opinion is the only one that matters to me besides that of your father’s.” She said as Jimmy stood and walked away.

He pretended to ignore her words but deep down, they hit him in the gut. He knew he was being ridiculous, but he couldn’t help it.

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One month later, Jimmy was still confined to the walls of the detestable building and wanted out with all of his being. He had gathered what he thought was sufficient evidence for the FBI and he knew that this was going to be the last visit he had to endure with his father…..and y/n. Though he had to admit that the more he heard what she was doing for his father, the more he realized that she was different from the women he had grown up knowing.

“Have you told them yet?” Big Jim asked as he leaned forward so only his son could hear him. Jimmy looked up at y/n and for the first time, his heart skipped a beat.

Y/n got the hint and started looking around at the other inmates to try and block out the information Jimmy was about to give out.

“Not yet.” Jimmy told his father. Big Jim nodded.

“Ok.” He replied.

“Sammy misses you.” Big Jim said. Y/n just happened to catch this and cleared her throat. She knew for a fact that it was Big Jim himself that missed Jimmy.

Both Jims looked at the woman.

“Sorry, slight tickle.” She fibbed, looking at Big Jim. He simply looked at her.

Y/n motioned to Jimmy with her head. Jimmy wanted to chuckle at this, but he didn’t. He didn’t want y/n knowing that she made him laugh.

“I uh- I- I- I miss- you son.” Big Jim stuttered, earning a bright smile from y/n. The first one Jimmy had really seen, and he felt his insides turn into a mushy lovesick puddle.

Jimmy smiled.

“I miss you too dad. I promise I’ll be out soon.” Jimmy replied. That was most definitely his plan.

Their visit was cut short once more but before Jimmy moved from the table, y/n spoke.

“It was good to see you, Jimmy.” She said softly with a gentle smile. Jimmy smiled back at her and gave her a nod before making his leave.

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Two weeks later, Jimmy had gone radio silent, and it was taking a toll on Big Jim. He was worried about his son and what might have happened to him.

Y/n did her best to calm the old man’s nerves but even then, it didn’t seem like it was working because it was eventually decided that y/n would move in so that she could help Sammy during the night when Big Jim seemed to be the most worried and anxious.

“Drink this. It’ll help.” Y/n said as she handed the man a piping hot mug of tea.

Normally Big Jim would put up a stink about tea being for rich folk and y/n not giving him anything stronger but since he woke up that morning with an unmistakable pain in his chest, he knew better than to argue with his carer.

“I’m worried y/n.” Big Jim admitted, looking down at his cup.

“I know you are Jim but I’m sure he’s fine.” Y/n attempted.

“I hope so.” Big Jim muttered, taking a sip of the liquid. Y/n smiled sadly at him.

She couldn’t imagine what it must feel like to love someone so much and have them go quiet, especially when it came to something as substantial as this situation was.

“If he’s anything like you, he’ll be ok. You raised a toughie.” She told him, earning an amused huff which was the most she had gotten out of him in a week or so.

“Don’t give up Jim. He’ll come back to you.” Y/n said as she made her way to the kitchen to prepare dinner for him and Sammy.

While she was cutting up the tomato for the salad, there was a knock on the door. She knew that no one was expected so she was a little surprised at the unannounced visitor.

“Y/n, can you get that please.” Sammy called as she helped Big Jim into his chair at the dining table.

“Sure Sammy.” Y/n called back as she quickly wiped her hands and hurried to the door.

“Can I- Jimmy?” She asked with shock. She couldn’t lie, she was glad that he was ok……more than glad if she was being honest.

“Hi.” He said softly.

“Where have you been. Your father’s been worried sick about you.” She said, a little harsher than she meant.

Jimmy raised his brows.

“Sorry. Come in.” She said as she stepped aside so that he could enter.

“Y/n, who is it?” Sammy said as she walked into the front room.

Sammy’s jaw hit the ground and she immediately felt a little anger stir within her.

“Where the hell have you been. Do you have any idea what you’ve done to your father?!” Sammy all but shouted, alerting Big Jim to Jimmy’s presence.

“Jimmy?” Big Jim called with a hopeful tone.

Jimmy rushed to his father and fell to his knees before embracing his father in one of the tightest hugs they’d ever shared.

For the longest time no one said anything. Sammy and y/n just stood to the side watching the father and son reunite and if y/n was being honest, she wanted to burst out crying because she knew just how much this truly meant to Big Jim.

“Where were you?” Big Jim asked as he pulled back and held his son’s face in his hands the best that he was able.

“That’s a story for another time.” Jimmy whispered, pulling his father into another hug.

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Jimmy and his father sat at the table talking while the women finished up preparing dinner.

“Thank you so much for coming to be with us y/n. I know that it has meant so much to not only me but to Jim as well.” Sammy told y/n.

The younger woman looked up from the dish she was plating up and smiled. She had really enjoyed working with Big Jim and helping him during one of the most difficult times in his life.

“It’s been a pleasure, Sammy. I’ve enjoyed getting to know you and Big Jim.” She replied.

Just then, Jimmy walked into the kitchen.

“Your dad need anything?” Y/n asked with slight concern.

“No, he’s ok but I was wondering if I could talk to you for a minute.” Jimmy answered. Y/n looked at Sammy with hesitation.

“Go on, I’ll make sure he eats. You two go talk.” Sammy replied, knowing full well how y/n felt about Jimmy since the young woman had unloaded her feelings one afternoon while Big Jim was napping.

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Jimmy and y/n walked out onto the back porch and sat down on the swing that hung from the roof; Jimmy at one end and y/n at the other.

“So, what did you want to talk to me about?” Y/n asked, worried that he was going to tell her that she was fired.

“I know we got off on the wrong foot, but would you like to maybe have dinner sometime?” He asked.

Y/n wasn’t sure if she could, given the fact that she was still signed on to look after his father.

“I don’t know Jimmy.” She replied and Jimmy looked down, feeling oddly embarrassed at what he thought was rejection.

“I see. Jail bird not going to cut it for you, is that it?” He accused, letting his temper get the best of him.

Y/n was stunned. She hadn’t expected an outburst.

“That’s not what I meant Jimmy.” She began before he cut her off. He angrily nodded his head and stood up, causing the swing to move harshly.

“Whatever.” He snapped.

“Jimmy, will you stop. I don’t know if I can because I’m caring for your father and it’s usually against company policy.” She rebutted, fed up with him. This wasn’t the first time she had seen his temper flare.

He looked at her like he didn’t believe her.

“Nice excuse.” He said, turning his head away from her.

“Wow, you really are like your father.” Y/n noted, perhaps louder than she wanted.

Jimmy’s head whipped around to look at her faster then she could blink.

“What the hell is that supposed to mean?” He almost growled. Y/n’s eyes went big, giving her a deer in the headlights impression.

“You two are both incredibly stubborn and hot tempered.” Y/n said, having had enough of this.

“Now, if you are done, I’m going to go and leave you to your little tantrum.” Y/n concluded, standing up and heading for the door.

Jimmy threw his head back and groaned out loud.

“Wait.” Jimmy said.

Y/n looked at him and gave him an unamused expression. She was ready to leave. She didn’t want to be around this.

“What do you want Jimmy because frankly, you’re wasting my time.” She breathed out.

“Can we just start over?” He asked after a few minutes. Y/n sighed.

“Fine but hurry up. You really are wasting my time.” She told him calmer.

Jimmy sat back down on the swing and motioned for y/n to join him. She reluctantly sat down as she was waiting for another outburst.

“I wasn’t enthusiastic about you caring for my father at first but deep down, I knew that he was improving thanks to you.” Jimmy spoke in a gentle tone. Far different from the one she had heard minutes prior.

“Jimmy, it’s my job.” Y/n said.

“I’ve never had a problem with words or women before but-“ Y/n’s brows shot up.

“Ok Jimmy, I think we’re done here.” Y/n told him.

She wasn’t about to sit here and listen to the history of whatever women he’d been with.

“I’m not finished.” He said, looking up at her as she now stood in front of him.

“Yes, Jimmy. You need to be done because I don’t want to sit here and talk about whatever women you’ve been with. I have more important things to do. If that’s it, I’m going now.” Y/n told him, and she walked inside.

“How’d it go?” Sammy asked as she took Big Jim’s plate from him.

“Jim, I’m sorry but your son is a pig. I’ll be in the bathroom preparing it for your shower if you need me.” Y/n said, looking mainly at Big Jim.

She disappeared down the hallway shortly after, leaving the older couple sat there in silence.

It was then that Jimmy walked through the door.

“What did you say to her?” Sammy and Big Jim asked him in unison.

“I don’t know. I started saying that I have never had a problem with words or women before and she cut me off before I could finish what I was saying.” He explained and Sammy hung her head.

“You dunce. She likes you. She doesn’t want to hear about other women.” Sammy said exasperatedly.

“She’s right son. Y/n is a nice girl, and she doesn’t need that.” Big Jim spoke up.

“Well thanks. Tell me how to fix it?” He asked. Sammy and Big Jim looked at each other.

“Just leave her alone for tonight. Come back in the morning and bring double chocolate donuts. They are her favorite. And don’t forget the extra-large coffee with extra creamer and three sugars. Your father and I will stay out of the way so that you, Mr., can talk to her properly.” Sammy told him.

Jimmy huffed but gave her a smile.

 “Alright. I’ll see you in the morning.” Jimmy said as he nodded.

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The next morning, Jimmy did as Sammy told him and brought a box of donuts and coffee of course for not only himself but for his dad, Sammy and y/n as well.

“Is she up yet?” Jimmy whispered as Sammy ushered him in.

“She’s with your father right now but she should be out soon.” Sammy replied.

“Thank you, Sammy.” Jimmy said, genuinely. The woman smiled at him and led him to the kitchen so that he could plate up the donuts.

It didn’t take long for y/n and Big Jim to emerge from the room and when they did, y/n stopped in her tracks. She wasn’t sure if she wanted to see Jimmy at all.

“Glad you could make it son.” Big Jim said.

“I brought coffee for you.” Jimmy said as he passed a cup to his dad, not realizing that his father wasn’t allowed coffee anymore.

Big Jim reached for it but before he could get the cup to his lips, y/n took it from his grasp.

“Oi you! You know you can’t have that.” She said, making Sammy stifle a laugh at the pout that now sat on her man’s face.

“Humph!” Big Jim grunted.

“I’ll get you settled at the table and then it’s a cup of tea for you and bran flakes.” Y/n told the man. This time it was Jimmy who stifled the laugh.

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Y/n got the bran flakes and other breakfast foods ready before bringing the dishes out and setting them on the table. As she set the plate of scrambled eggs down for Sammy, she noticed the plate of double chocolate donuts in front of her chair, as well as an extra-large cup of coffee.

“Oh my god, Sammy. I told you not to.” Y/n teased. Sammy chuckled but shook her head.

“I didn’t buy them.” The woman said as she turned her head to look at Jimmy. Y/n stopped.

“You bought them?” She asked. Jimmy nodded and gave her a hopeful expression.

“I heard they were your favorite.” He shrugged as y/n sat down on the other side of Big Jim and deemed breakfast ready.

“They are, but why?” She questioned.

“Because I wanted to try again, and I was hoping that these would be a good buffer.” He tried.

Y/n glanced between Sammy and Big Jim who had big smiles on their faces.

“Y/n, I know my words last night weren’t the ones you wanted to hear but the truth is, I like you and it’s hard for me to admit that. Honestly, I’ve never done that before.” He explained truthfully.

Y/n gave him a deadpanned expression.

“I suppose you want my candor?” She asked and Jimmy nodded even though Sammy gave her up last night.

“Jail birds aren’t usually my type but-“ She said, pausing just to see what Jimmy’s reaction would be and surprisingly, he was calm, though he did look down as he tried not to show his disappointment.

“But then again, how would I truly know if I’ve never dated one before now.” She concluded, making Jimmy look up at her with anticipation.

“You’ll go out with me?” He asked. She shrugged nonchalantly and motioned for him to lean in.

When he was close enough, she leaned forward and kissed his cheek softly.

“Yes.” She whispered, giving him her best and brightest smile to which he happily returned.

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That was the story of how the jail bird fell in love with the helping hand and they lived happily ever after, or something like that.

“Oh come on. What happens next?” Savannah shouted as her mother tucked her into bed.

“Yeah, what she said.” Olivia bellowed.

Both girls desperately wanting the juicy stuff.

“You asked for one more story and I gave you one.” Y/n told her two oldest children.

“But you always leave out the good stuff.” Savannah pouted.

Y/n chuckled. Oh how that pout reminded her of her father-in-law. She missed him deeply since his passing a year and a half prior.

“She left it out again?” Jimmy sighed dramatically as he entered the girls’ room to bid them goodnight.

“It’s no fair.” Savannah grumbled. She was definitely a Keene.

“Well alright then. I’ll fill it in.” Jimmy said, looking at his wife who rolled her eyes but smiled fondly at him.

“The Prince and Princess got married and welcomed two beautiful daughters and moved into the biggest castle the royal staff could find.” Jimmy finished, tucking both girls under their blankets before placing a kiss on their foreheads.

“What about the baby?” Olivia asked, quizzically looking at her father.

“Yeah, he needs to be added too.” Savannah added.

“What happens to the baby, mommy?” Jimmy asked, hoping y/n would have the answer.

“The baby sucked all the energy from the Princess and made her fall into a deep sleep for the next few hours at least.” She replied with a dopey gleam in her eye.

“And on that note my darling girls, it’s time for a visit to the land of nod where all of your dreams come true, and your wildest adventures will ensue.” Jimmy whispered as he backed out of the room quietly.

Jimmy then took his wife by the hand and led them to their room where he helped her get settled before crawling in beside her, giving her a tender loving kiss.

“The end?” Y/n asked.

“The End.” Jimmy confirmed, closing his eyes and drifting off to the land of nod himself.

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Website used for the sample letter of permission to visit an inmate:

 https://www.wordtemplatesonline.net/permission-letter-for-visit-prison/

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I have a request for Jimmy Keene! What if the reader is his secret girlfriend. Since he is locked up she has to run his buisness for him?

Note: First and foremost, I just want to say that I know prisons would be a little more thorough with the searches they preform on any visitors coming to and from the facilities but this is an imagine and I wanted to think outside the box a little bit. 

That being said, thank you so much to the person that requested this. I hope that this matches what you had pictured your mind and I hope that it all makes sense.

I also want to note just how grateful I am for you all and your patience with me while writing the Jimmy Keene imagines.

I hope you all enjoy this particular imagine and I will see you soon with my next and final Jimmy imagine for now.

Enjoy!

Growing up, Sabrina Riley was your normal run of the mill kid. She loved playing in the mud, collecting frogs and having hot wheel car races around the house with her father when he was home. It was heaven for her. As she got older though, that relationship between her and her father dwindled when he eventually left Sabrina and her mother in favor of the woman four houses down. Since then Sabrina vowed that she’d never let a man get close to her again….until she started working as a bar tender at the grubbiest Kankakee pub you could think of.

Flashing forward two years, Sabrina was in a relationship with one Jimmy Keene. He had come into the bar she happened to be working at and his attempts at flirting with her went ignored which of course only made him try harder. Sabrina agreed to go out with him so that he’d stop, and she could get on with her shift.

Soon enough, all of that turned into her helping him with his dealings in the drug cartel. It wasn’t something she ever saw for her future but somehow, it gave her a thrill and she loved it. Dealing with the dicks though, that wasn’t the greatest.

Thankfully the couple had agreed to keep their relationship hidden from everyone because if people found out, they could and would use that as leverage against Jimmy and vice versa.

Just after Jimmy went to do a drug drop one day, he came home and sat Sabrina down and told her that he had a bad feeling. It wasn’t a feeling he always got but when he did get those said feelings, he knew to listen to them.

He made sure that Sabrina knew to carry on doing the dealings if he was ever caught and thrown in prison. Sabrina was reluctant at first but when she saw the sincerity in her boyfriend’s eyes that he needed her, she agreed to it.

That leads us to today.

“Bri, some old geezer wants to talk to ya.” Crystal said as she pointed over her shoulder lazily.

Sabrina looked over and saw a scruffy but frail looking old man sitting at one of the stools. She had never seen him before but figured that somehow, he knew Jimmy.

“What can I do ya for?” Sabrina asked, her southern drawl shining through.

The old man -Big Jim- looked up at her with a somewhat blank expression.

“M-m-my son said y-y-you could help?” He stuttered, pulling on Sabrina’s heartstrings a little bit.

“Son, eh?” Sabrina responded, leaning closer to the man so that their conversation was slightly more private.

The man nodded.

Sabrina smiled at him and nodded in return. She wanted to ask him more, but she knew that personal shit never got in the way of the side business she was currently running.

“How much you need?” She questioned, knowing exactly what he meant.

The man pulled a piece of paper out and with shaky hands, attempted to open it. Sabrina held her hand out when she saw him struggling. He handed it to her, and she read it.

‘Operation Black Bird’

The code words she and Jimmy came up with when she visited Jimmy in prison the first time. It meant that he was in trouble on the inside and needed help.

Her eyes scanned the rest of the words carefully before she looked up and glanced around the room.

“I’ll take care of this.” Sabrina said confidently and Big Jim nodded.

“T-thank you.” He muttered, pulling his lips into a tight line. Sabrina smiled a little and nodded.

“You’re welcome.” She replied.

She expected the man to make his leave, but he didn’t, he continued to sit there.

“Anything else you need?” She questioned. Big Jim lifted his good arm the best he could and pointed at her.

“My son was right, y-you are nice.” He told her, making Sabrina’s brows raise in attempt to not blush.

Sabrina desperately wanted to ask if Jimmy had said anything else and wanted to bombard the man with millions of other questions she could think of, but she knew better.

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Days later, Sabrina and her fake baby bump successfully got through the high-tech security system at the prison Jimmy was currently at, trying to gain information from another inmate that had been suspected of doing the most heinous things you could think of doing to another human. The reason for the fake belly? Well, it was the only thing she could think of that would allow her to get in with the paraphernalia undetected. Of course she had a few other options such as taking a job at the prison, but she figured that it would take too long and with the urgency of Jimmy sending his father to her, she knew he required it now.

She managed to get everything to the person Jimmy told her about with no issue and she was glad for that but oh was she pissed at C.O Bryant.

Once the transaction had been made, Sabrina was given the all clear to go and see Jimmy.

Once in the visitors section, Bri sat down and waited for her man.

“What the fuck Bri.” Jimmy whispered as he hugged her, taking note of the bump between them.

To be fair, he had been in prison for a while and for all he knew, he could’ve knocked her up and not known it.

Sabrina stifled a laugh and gave him a quick kiss before they both sat down.

“Babe, relax. It’s not real.” She told Jimmy.

“Oh thank fuck.” He sighed. Sabrina smiled, she had to agree with him, she didn’t want to have kids; not yet anyway.

“So, is it done.” Jimmy asked, leaning forward.

“With the addition of a blow job, yep.” She said with a straight face. This caused Jimmy’s eyes to turn dark and his blood to boil.

“Jimmy, I’m kidding.” She said, laying her hand on his arm gently.

“That’s not funny Bri.” He said lowly. She knew how easy it was for her to get under his skin and she loved using it to her advantage.

Jimmy looked down at the table and rubbed his forehead. A clear indication that he was stressed.

“Hey, are you ok?” Sabrina asked, feeling worried for him.

Jimmy looked up at her.

“No Bri, I’m not.” He replied.

All Sabrina wanted to do was wrap her arms around him and hold him like she would in the privacy of their bedroom. She hated seeing him so distressed. It made her heart hurt.

“If I could switch places with you Jim, you know I would.” She told him calmly, but Jimmy snapped.

“Don’t you dare fucking say that.” He seethed, alerting some of the officers in the room.

Jimmy glanced at them before taking a deep breath.

“You are way too pure for this place.” He muttered, making Sabrina’s heart soar. She had never thought of herself that way but to know that someone did, made her happy beyond all comprehension.

“I don’t know about pure but thank you.” She replied with a warm smile. One Jimmy happily returned, not wanting her to worry anymore.

“When I get out, you and I are moving far from this place and starting over.” He said, taking hold of her hand before the officer closest to them could see.

“You mean it?” Sabrina asked, liking the sound of that.

“You bet, babes.” Jimmy said.

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Sabrina went back home that night and smiled to herself as she pictured all the things she wanted to see and do with Jimmy by her side. The biggest thing she couldn’t wait for was no more code words for things, no more walking on eggshells and most importantly, no more Operation Black Bird.

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James Keene: Ten tiny fingers, ten tiny toes.

Note: This is for @stronglyobsessed I hope that you enjoy this little imagine that is full of fluff and baby cuteness.

Thank you for your request!

P.S: I read today that the real Jimmy Keene entered into real estate when he was released from prison so I used that in here. Also, shoutout to @tremendousdreambanana​ for helping me with the baby name.

For Jimmy Keene, life after prison was a little rocky. He had to re-learn what it was like to live in a society where he wasn’t under surveillance 24/7, where he could do what he wanted, when he wanted to do it and the food, man the food was pure heaven. So much better then he remembered.

The best thing about being in the world was getting to meet new people and 5 months after he was released, Jimmy met Amelia.

Amelia Joyce was a sweet woman and worked as a librarian’s assistant. She had always loved books and having the chance to escape reality for however long a book was. It brought her joy and brought her heart so much happiness. Her favorite kind of books though were children’s books, with her most favorite being ‘If you give a mouse a cookie.’ It always made her giggle.

The pair of them met when Amelia had moved into his neighborhood. It was a picturesque part of the city and Amelia immediately fell in love with it and the people that resided there, though at first, she was a little weary of Jimmy. He didn’t exactly pique her interest but over time he managed to win her over and they eventually tied the knot in a lavish Chicago style wedding full of laughter, tears and food. Not to mention, extremely loud Italians thanks to Jimmy’s massive family.

Flashing forward two years, Jimmy and Amelia had set up house in a quieter neighborhood away from the hustle and bustle of the city but still close enough to some good schools for all future children they planned on having or at least that was until Amelia got pregnant and experienced all the horrendous symptoms of pregnancy. She was sure that this was the only child she’d be having. Jimmy on the other hand wanted the big family.

With that being said, today was a cool and breezy Friday and Amelia was in the kitchen making meals to freeze for when the baby made their arrival. Normally she wouldn’t want to move very much during the day as her aches and pains usually got the best of her but for whatever reason, Amelia felt so much better. She felt like she had so much energy and like she could move with no problems at all.

So far, she had taken the time to wash laundry, wash the windows that she could reach without her husband’s help, moved things around in the nursery, made sure she had everything ready for the hospital minus the last-minute things, made the bed in her and Jimmy’s room. Put away his clothes that he had washed the day prior but forgot to put away. The list was rather endless with tasks she had completed.

By the time 5pm rolled around, Amelia had all her freezer meals stacked in an orderly fashion in the freezer. She was in the middle of stirring the rice when she felt two arms attempt to wrap around her protruding belly. She chuckled when Jimmy gave up and placed his hands on her belly instead.

“I thought I told you to rest today.” Jimmy whispered as he kissed her cheek before pulling away to get himself a glass of water. It was rather tiring selling houses all day.

“You did but I never agreed to that.” Amelia told him with a glimmer of cheek in her eye. Jimmy smiled at her and playfully rolled his eyes.

“Anyway, how was work?” Amelia continued, changing the subject. Jimmy shrugged.

“I received a few more listings today so that was good. I also put in my request for paternity leave.” Jimmy explained. Amelia simply nodded as she went about adding the finishing touches to their homemade curry dinner. It had been something she was craving lately and since she was getting closer to the end of this pregnancy journey, she figured she’d see if the old wives tales were right, and it would send her into labour.

“Sounds exhausting. I don’t think I could do what you do.” Amelia noted.

“It can be exhausting but knowing you are waiting for me on the other end of a long ass day makes it all worth it.” He replied making her blush.

“Why don’t you go wash up, dinner is almost ready.” Amelia said.

“Don’t go into labour while I’m gone.” He teased as he made his exit from the large, spacious and brightly marbled kitchen.

“I haven’t yet.” She called. Jimmy smiled to himself at that as he raced up the staircase. He really was in love with the woman in the kitchen.

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Once showered, dressed and feeling more relaxed, Jimmy hurried to the small breakfast nook where he and Amelia ate their meals on the daily. Except when he entered the space, he saw Amelia sitting down and leaning forward with her eyes closed. It worried him to say the least.

“Mia, honey, are you ok?” He asked, laying his hand on her shoulder. Amelia nodded and slowly opened her eyes to look up at him.

“Yeah, I’m alright. Just been a big day.” She said but the truth was, she had been having strange little tinges since before Jimmy left for work that morning. So while she got a lot of things tackled, she had to do so while resting when she could and by moving at her own pace.

Jimmy didn’t look too convinced, but he trusted his wife to tell him if she was in pain.

“How was your day?” Jimmy asked as he sat down, and Mia dished up his food for him. She knew she didn’t have to but serving others was part of her love language.

“It was good. I got some things done and may or may not have moved things around in the nursery.” Mia said the last part quietly as she knew that Jimmy didn’t like her moving the heavy items by herself in case she got hurt.

Jimmy nodded and got stuck into his food, moans of approval escaping his mouth as the flavors embraced his tongue.

“Oh my god babe, this is incredible.” He practically shouted. Amelia laughed and shook her head. She knew that with everything that Jimmy had been through, he had a newfound appreciation for things, and this meant a new appreciation for food he didn’t get to have when he was on the inside.

“Thanks Jimmy.” Amelia said as she took a well needed drink of her water. Fuck she was thirsty.

Jimmy smiled at her and winked, knowing that it would make her blush which is something that he loved to do.

“Well, if you love this, you’ll love dessert.” Amelia told him. Jimmy raised his brow and smirked at her.

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Later the next day as Jimmy sat in his home office going over some paperwork for his meeting the next week, Amelia was busy in the nursery giving it one more vacuum as she felt like today was the day the baby was sure to arrive. Of course she hadn’t told Jimmy that yet. She wanted to make sure that what she was currently dealing with was the real deal before pulling the man from his office.

Once the vacuuming was done, she put the machine away and then went around the house just making sure that everything was in order; in it’s proper place. When she was fully and completely satisfied with how the house sat, Mia went to the kitchen to prepare lunch for herself and Jimmy. She pulled out the deli meat she had purchased earlier in the week, cheese, tomato, lettuce, cucumber and onions; not forgetting about all the sauces they each liked on their sandwiches.

Just as she went to close Jimmy’s sandwich to cut it, she felt a trickle of something warm rolling down her leg. She knew what that meant but if she was honest, she was expecting her water breaking to be the same as they show in films and on tv. Huge gushes of water in excessive amounts with a very watery consistency. It wasn’t. It was more like the feeling of egg whites rolling down her leg slowly and in little bits. A little sticky too if she was honest.

Amelia took a deep breath and shook her head. It was go time.

“Jimmy!” She called, hoping that he’d answer her but what she didn’t know was that he was on a phone call and didn’t hear her as he was too concentrated on the person he was talking to.

Amelia gave him a few minutes before she tried calling his name again. All that did was earn her another silent gap. She really didn’t want to climb the staircase to his office.

Huffing in annoyance, Mia gathered up her strength and waddled to the bottom of the staircase. Thank the lord she had her hospital stuff by the front door.

“Jimmy!” She called louder, hoping that this time he’d answer. He did but it wasn’t the answer she needed from him.

“Amelia, I’m on the phone. I’ll be there after.” He said, thinking that she was calling him for lunch.

“Jimmy, my water broke!” Mia hollered, getting fed up by this point. The pain she was feeling before now intensifying, making her legs feel weak.

Jimmy stilled. Did she really say what he thought she did?

“What?” He called back, wanting to confirm.

“Jim, hospital, now.” Mia said as the strongest contraction she had felt yet crashed over her in a tidal wave.

Jimmy quickly ended the call and before she knew it, she and Jimmy were on the way to the hospital.

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10 hours, 2 minutes and 6 seconds later, Mia and Jimmy sat side by side on the hospital bed admiring their littlest miracle, Paisley Italia.

The little one was perfect. She had a good mix of both her parents in her. Paisley had her father’s nose and lips but the rest of her -at least to the proud new father- was all her mother.

“Hi pretty girl.” Amelia whispered, laying a tiny kiss to the baby’s button nose. Paisley squeaked and tried to push her mother away.

“Already not a fan of kisses from mommy.” Jimmy said just as Sammy and his father walked into the room to meet their newest grandchild.

Jimmy stood from the bed and went to go and sit by his father while Sammy made her way over to Amelia and Paisley.

“Oh honey, how are you feeling?” Sammy asked, tucking a strand of hair behind Amelia’s ear. Amelia smiled up at her and looked at her husband.

“I’m exhausted, in so much pain but I’ve never been this happy in my life.” Amelia answered truthfully, making the Keene men smile.

Never in a million years did big Jim think that he’d get to see his son settle down and have a family of his own but here he was, sitting in the hospital room of his son and daughter-in-law, meeting their child. It was a dream come true for the older man and he wasn’t afraid of shedding a couple tears.

“Dad, what’s wrong?” Jimmy asked, concerned. Big Jim waved his son off but turned his head, so it was easier to wipe his tears away.

“Oh don’t mind him. He’s happy is all.” Sammy answered. Jimmy smiled and placed his hand on his father’s knee.

“Why don’t you take this one over to meet their grandpa.” Amelia suggested to Sammy. The woman beamed and held out her arms for the baby.

Amelia placed Paisley in her grandmother’s arms and watched as the woman walked over to where Jimmy and his father sat.

Jimmy silently stood and helped Sammy sit down before he made his way back over to his wife who lay tired but unbelievably delighted.

“So dad, what do you think?” Jimmy asked. Big Jim looked at his son and gave him a slight smile and nod of his head.

“I think you did good son.” He replied as Paisley gripped onto her grandpa’s index finger.

Amelia took hold of Jimmy’s hand, brought it up to her lips and kissed the back of it. She was very proud of how far Jimmy had come and knowing that she was part of his life and got to witness what his future held made this moment so much more meaningful.

“Have you decided on a name for this one?” Sammy asked.

Jimmy and Mia looked at each other and grinned.

“We’ve decided to name her Paisley.” Mia replied.

Both Big Jim and Sammy smiled. They had a granddaughter and boy was she cute.

“Paisley Italia.” Jimmy stated, making his father look up at him. The baby now held the same name as Big Jim’s mother. The same one that meant so much to Jimmy.

Big Jim simply gave his son another nod and looked back down at his tiny grandbaby.

“I think Nona would be honoured.” Big Jim said, mainly to Paisley but loud enough for her parents to hear as well.

“We wanted her to have a name that stood for something. A name that holds great value for Jim.” Mia said, referring to her husband. Sammy beamed at the new parents.

“Well, she’s absolutely perfect. Her cute little face, cute little hands, cute little feet. Everything about her is magic.” Sammy gushed. She loved grandma hood.

“Thank you, Sammy.” Mia said.

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The rest of the visit went well and before they knew it, it was time to leave and time for Paisley to eat once more.

Sammy and Big Jim bid goodbye to Jimmy, Mia and Paisley, leaving the family to enjoy some well-earned baby cuddles.

“She’s beautiful Jimmy. Thank you for helping me make her.” Mia said, letting a yawn escape her lips.

Jimmy came to sit next to her on the bed just as he had done previously and placed his arm around her shoulders as Paisley suckled on her mother’s breast.

“Our beautiful girl with her ten tiny fingers and ten tiny toes.” He replied, noting the small appendages poking out from her baby blanket.

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