Title: So Unexpected
Pairing: Steve/Kono with a small tiny hints of STeve/OC
Disclaimer: not mine except Stacie Johnson
Spoiler: None

A/N: Took me like FOREVER to finish this fic, because I had other things in mind and then BOOM this happened. I'm happy though. Might be the longest fic written by me, not sure if the best though...

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I knew that today day would be different; the moment I woke up I knew something weird (I'm not sure 'weird' is the right word) was going to happen. And I was right; I was oh-so right.

I arrive at the office a little later than usual and way more tired than I thought I would be. And it's not because I wanted to stay up last night, I mean, not on purpose at least. My stomach had a completely different agenda than I did when I got into bed and instead of just closing my eyes and drifting to sleep I ran to the bathroom and threw up practically everything I've eaten. How very rude of my body.

What happened with my strange day started with this case we had, you know the usual: somebody dies, we interview a few witnesses, which usually takes more than one day. But this time, oh this time was so different. The only eye witness, because the rest of the people there decided to play hide-and-seek with us, was a fortune teller. Some other time this would have been funny and I probably would have laughed at the circumstances but I felt awful and was in a terrible mood and this woman (who actually called the headquarters to give the info) claiming she knew who had killed that poor woman, made absolute no sense. To some people it did, though, and by some people I mean Chin.

Instead of Danny or Steve doing the interrogation, Chin and I were sent to her office. Because yes, she had an office, though when Steve said something about a psychic I thought she did her thing on the outside, not in an actual office with desks and all. Anyway, she was waiting for us. Figures.

"Kono, Chin," she whispered, and we looked at each other confused. "Please take a seat."

We did it purely out of fear, I mean not actual fear but damn, the woman knew our names before we could even speak. That's pretty odd, isn't it?

"You're here for the information that I have," she spoke again, and we nod.

"You said on the phone that you knew…"

"She was killed by a young man, mid-twenties, dark hair, and a green shirt." She spoke quickly and we had a hard time keeping up with her. Chin took his pen out and started writing what she was saying; I was merely trying to figure out whether or not I should believe her. "He has a tattoo on his back of a cross, if I'm not mistaken."

She stopped talking and turned her head towards me, smiling kindly. All of a sudden she grabs my hand, I could have pulled it back but she gave me no time. She stares at my palm, touching it softly, whispering things to herself, and then she lets go and smiles at me once again.

"It's a girl," she said and I frowned for the second time in less than 15 minutes.

"Excuse me?" I ask her, confused and not understanding a word she was saying.

"The baby you're carrying is a girl."

I froze. I seriously froze in my seat and I could swear my heart stopped beating for a moment, before breaking into a nervous laugh.

"I'm sorry, but you're terribly mistaken," I spoke, shaking my head vigorously, "I'm not pregnant."

"Yes you are, my dear."

"No, I'm not!"

"I never make mistakes, ever. I can assure you, there is a baby inside of you."

Chin stares at me and then turns to the other woman. She was more than sure about what she was saying and it was obvious that Chin actually trusted her, I could tell by the way he was looking at me.

I'm not pregnant. I'm not.

"I think we should go," I speak and practically run towards the door, not daring to look at the woman again.

I cannot begin to explain how awkward the ride in the car was. From the way Chin kept staring at me every five seconds, most specifically to my abdomen, and the thoughts running through my mind. There's no way I'm pregnant, hell, there's no way I'm gonna trust that woman. But she did guess our names and all. But no! I mean… No, right?

"Stop it," I snap at my cousin.

"What?"

"Stop looking at me like that. I'm not pregnant, Chin."

"Are you sure?"

"Duh! Of course I'm sure!"

"But are you sure?"

He got me thinking for a minute, really thinking. But I'm telling you if I were pregnant I would have known; there're a few changes in a woman's body that are unmistakable and a huge thing like this would obviously be one of them.

So the answer is no.

I think…

"I am. Of course I am."

"All I'm saying is, if she's right about the suspect, then she's right about the baby."

"Whatever you say cousin."

TBC.

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