Okay, so I haven't written in a while... and I'm a little out of touch with the Criminal Minds characters. I've been going through a lot of really bad stuff recently.... but, it's summer, and now I'm okay-ish. I'm going to try to write some and update some stories.
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Jennifer Jareau sat in her office as usual, going though potential cases, each one worst than the last. After an hour, it became too much. She sat down the file she was looking over and grabbed the picture frame that she had on her desk. Inside the picture frame was a picture of her and her fiancé/coworker Spencer Reid.
She and Spencer had been secretly dating for a couple years before they got engaged. But, when they got engaged two months ago, the team noticed her ring. They all of course asked about it, and that was when the truth came out. Hotch wasn't happy that two of his team members would date behind his back, but he let it go, their relationship had never effected their work before.
JJ smiled at the picture, they both looked so happy. Her head was tilted back as she laughed; Spence was smiling too, his arms wrapped around her waist from behind.
It was so perfect, it was her happiness. Just looking at this picture made her anxious to get her work done, so she could go home to their apartment. Where they would cook together, then spread out on the couch to watch some TV before going to bed, and what they did in bed, well, it was simply amazing.
She turned back to her files just as her phone rang, she picked it up absentmindedly.
"Jennifer Jareau." She answered robotically, reading over her file.
"Ms. Jareau, it's doctor Trish Stanley." The voice on the other side said. Dr. Stanley was JJ's doctor, she had been for years. Lately, JJ hadn't been feeling well, and with swine flu going around, JJ had gone to get her blood tested. That had been two days ago, apparently things around the doctor's office was busy, it normally didn't take this long for blood results to come back.
"Hey Trish, are the blood results back?" JJ asked, turning all of her attention to the phone call.
"Yes, Jennifer, you don't have the flu." Trish said nervously.
"That's great! So, what is wrong with me?" JJ asked.
"Well, Jennifer, you're… well you're pregnant." The doctor answered. JJ couldn't believe her ears, the room started spinning. Pregnant? How could she be pregnant! Well, she knew how… that was obvious, but, they'd used birth control, she couldn't be pregnant. Not now.
"Pregnant?" She whispered into the phone.
"Yes." Trish answered, "Congratulations. We'll need to schedule you another appointment soon, to see how far along you are and make sure everything is healthy thus far. Do you want to do that now or later?"
"Later." JJ answered, her voice still weak, "I have some things I have to do, I can't exactly think right now anyways."
"I understand, but we need to schedule soon." Trish said.
"I understand. Bye." JJ said hanging up the phone. She let her head fall into her hands. Pregnant? Now was not exactly the best time. There were so many cases, the team needed her. It's not that she was apposed to having children. She and Spence had been talking about when they would have kids, but definitely not before their wedding. They didn't even have a date set yet! What would her parents think? What would the team think?
"JJ?" A gentle voice asked from the door, she looked up to see her friend and coworker Emily Prentiss standing in the doorway.
"Hey." JJ said, composing herself and smiling weakly.
"Is everything okay?" Emily asked.
"Yeah, everything's fine." JJ assured her. "Do you need something?"
"JJ, Reid was worried about you, he called me, he said you weren't home yet. He took your guys' car, he wants me to drive you home." Emily said.
"What time is it?" JJ asked, last time she'd checked, it was only five in the evening.
"Nine twenty seven." Emily answered, JJ stared at her shocked. How long had she been brooding in her mind? Long enough apparently. And now Spence was worried sick about her, she wanted to punch herself, but she couldn't.
"Oh! Okay, I'm coming." She said standing up and grabbing her bag. Then she followed her out to the car.
The ride to their apartment seemed to take forever. Emily talked the whole time, JJ barely listened. She was now confronted with one of her biggest fears; how to tell Spence. Would he even want a child? What would happen if he didn't? She was strictly anti-abortion, so that wasn't an option. Would this ruin their relationship?
JJ climbed out of the car numbly. "Thanks for the ride." She mumbled to Emily before turning and walking slowly towards their apartment building. Before she knew it, she was upstairs in front of their door. She stood their debating what would happen if she didn't open the door, if she went back to the BAU for the night. She sighed when she decided that that'd be really bad. She could see Spence freaking out when he called Emily and she told him that she'd dropped her off already.
"Spence?" JJ called opening the door slowly. Not to her surprise, Spence was waiting for her, he jumped off of the couch and ran to her.
"JJ are you okay?" He asked when he saw her. He pulled her into his warm, inviting arms.
"Yeah, I'm great." JJ said, faking a smile. Spence looked at her with that face; the face that said 'I know you're lying'.
"JJ don't lie." He said sternly. "You look awful, you're so pale. C'mere, lye down." He said helping her to the couch. "Has the doctor called you back yet? Are you sick?"
"Yeah, she called back." JJ said, 'Great,' she thought to herself, 'now I have to tell him.'
"Are you sick?" He asked again, the worry on his face was growing by the second as he tucked a piece of her hair behind her ear.
"No…" She whispered.
"Then what?" Spence asked, impatience filling his voice.
"Spence…" She started, "We're… uh… we're…"
"We're what? Please tell me." He begged. JJ sat up and climbed onto his lap, tucking a piece of his hair behind his ear, she stared into his eyes, so that she could read his raction.
"We're going to be parents Spence."
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So, I don't know how good or bad that was... so let me know, what do you think I should change? Anything? Nothing?
