Author's Note: Still no reviews? Psht. Well, I'll leave a little cliffhanger this chapter.

Disclaimer: Only Mia.

The next few weeks passed by uneventfully. Mia and I tried to forget about what happened that night when we slept together. I couldn't stop thinkin' about her though. Took me about a week before I figured out that I was fallin' for her. Hard.

At first, it was simply 'cause she was hot, ya know? But I can talk to her and shit. She's great. She's a great partner and all, but it's more than that. I'd love to try and start up a relationship with her, but I dunno if I wanna get into that, since she's my partner and all. I'm pretty sure it ain't allowed.

"So you find your pen?" Mia asked, slidin' into the squad.

"Uh, yea," I answered, glancin' over. "Get what you needed?"

"Mmhmm," she nodded, pullin' the medicine out of the bag. She looked kinda pale, I noticed.

"You alright?"

"Could be better," she sighed. "I dunno, like, I feel like I'm gonna be sick."

"Like a cold?" I questioned. "Stomach flu?" I asked when she shook her head at the cold question.

"Probably just food poisonin' or somethin'," she shrugged, taking a Tums.

All I could do was no sympathetically. I knew what that was like. I turned on the engine and began drivin' down the block.

"Pull over," she said suddenly. She was paler. "Bosco, pull the fucking car over now!" she yelled. I pulled over quickly and she opened her door, leanin' out. I could hear her throwin' up and I grimaced at the thought.

"You alright?" I asked once she sat back up.

"Fine," she mumbled, wipin' her face with a napkin before poppin' a piece of gum in her mouth. I couldn't think more of it because the radio crackled as we got a call.

I dunno why, but I found myself outside of Mia's door at 11:45 that night. I raised my hand but paused for a moment, tryin' to decide if this was a bad idea. I wanted to check on her since she left work early from whatever the fuck she had. I was kinda worried about her after she threw up 3 times at the sight of a GSW. Sighin', I pulled my hand back and knocked on the door a few times.

She appeared a moment later, openin' the door slightly to look before closin' it and unlockin' the chain. "What's up?" she asked, leanin' in the doorway.

"Figured I should check up on you after today," I answered. She looked weird. Not pissed or sick, just weird. I couldn't put my finger on it.

"I'm fine, thanks," she offered a weak smile.

"Is there somethin' else goin' on? Ya know, you can talk to me if there is," I offered. She put up with enough of my crap - it was the least I could do.

She stood there for a second, her expression changin' as she seemed to be thinkin'. "Come on in," she said after a minute, steppin' out of the way. I walked in and closed the door behind me. She motioned for me to sit down, and I did. She quickly followed suit. "I uh... I think I'm pregnant," she said quietly, glancin' down.

I sat there, stunned. I didn't know what to say. Like, what the fuck was I supposed to say? "You sayin' you could be pregnant with my kid?" I finally croaked. She nodded and I leaned back, tryin' to process it all.

"I was just about to take the test," she said quietly.

I nodded and stood up. "Alright, well, let's find out if you are before we go any further," I finally said. She simply nodded and stood up, disappearin' in the bathroom. Christ, she couldn't be pregnant, right? It was one time. What was gonna happen if she was? I guess I'd support her, but still, like... man. How the fuck did this happen?

"It um, should be done in 3 minutes," she explained, coming out of the bathroom a moment later. I nodded and sat down, tryin' to keep my mind off of this for 3 minutes while she set the timer. I nearly jumped out of my skin when the timer went off. She stood up and I followed, headin' to the bathroom with her.