She waited until Emily was out of site before pulling the sheet of paper out of her top desk drawer. She read it again. This was life changing. Positive for pregnancy -it said. She knew she had to tell him. She thought about the stalker case she worked on today and how the woman had an abortion and never told her boyfriend. She witnessed the hurt and disappointment displayed on the boyfriend's face first hand and she didn't want to do that to Will. She couldn't do that to Will. He deserved better than that. She picked up the phone.

"Hey it's me." She says.

"Hey." Will answers.

"Do you have a minute?" She asks.

"Yeah. Are you okay?" He asks. It's unusual for her to call at this time of the day. They normally talk every evening before bed. They talk about the cases they're working on and when and where they plan to meet up the next week end. It's definitely unusual for her to call now at 5 pm. She knows he's still at work. Something must be up.

"I'm fine…fine. We just really need to talk."

"Shoot. I'm listening." He puts his feet up on the desk.

She hesitates before saying. "I'm pregnant." She waits for his response.

He's quiet for about thirty seconds while he tries to process what she just said. "Say that again."

"I'm pregnant." She says again.

"Oh yeah." He drawls. "That's what I thought you said. I just wanted to make sure I heard it right."

"It's true." She nods into the phone. "I'm definitely pregnant. I have the paper work right in front of me."

Will answers. "I'm guessing it happened that night in Florida while we were making up after you broke up with me? It happened when you came to my hotel to surprise me that evening before my plane left?"

"Yeah...that would be the night. I'm so sorry, Will."

"You've got nothing to be sorry about, JJ, last I checked it takes two to make a baby."

"Yeah but you're the one who suggested we stop because we didn't have protection and I said screw it. I'm the one who said 'let's just do it anyway.' "

Will chuckles, joking with her. "Yeah, you held your weapon to my head threatening to pull the trigger unless I let you have your way with me."

JJ laughs. She's feeling more relaxed now.

Will sighs. "So, I guess you're gonna be a momma and I'm gonna be a daddy in nine months time."

"Eight months." JJ answers. "Well really seven and a half. It's been six weeks since then."

Will chuckles. "We're running out of time. We better start looking for cribs."

"So, you want to keep it?" JJ asks to be clear.

"Of course I want to keep it. This baby is a part of you and a part of me, JJ."

"I know but you have your career in New Orleans. You're the chief homicide detective and I'm here in Quantico. How are we going to raise a child like this?" JJ rubs her head.

"We'll figure it out." Will scratches his head. "We'll figure something out."

"We don't have to Will. I could make it all go away like it never happened. We can pretend this never happened."

"Don't do that, JJ. I love you. I want this baby."

JJ has tears in her eyes. "I'm so happy you said that."' She rubs her belly. "Because I want this baby too."

Will tells her, "I want to come up there and see you. I want to give you a great big hug and kiss."

"You can't, you're working on an important case. I'll come to New Orleans and see you this weekend."

"Okay, darlin' I gotta get back to work. Take care of yourself. I'll talk to you tonight."

"Okay and Will?"

"Yeah?"

"I love you too."

"I know you do darlin' I'll talk to you later."

JJ hangs up the phone with a smile on her face. She pats her belly. "We're gonna be alright." She says.

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