AN: Trouble? Adam get in trouble. I would nev...well. Would I? Define trouble. Lol! Two months? Would I really keep him away for two more months? Well,...Just keep reading and find out. Loving the reviews! They are the coffee fix to keep my writing mojo going!


Seven months and counting

Kim could hear Erin and Antonio talking about her. If they thought they were being quiet about it, they were only kidding themselves. You would think she was deaf and not pregnant. The bull pen was big but it wasn't that big and Erin's voice was quite distinctive.

"We need to order food. Like thirty minutes ago. She's looking a little pale, right?"

Kim watched out of the corner of her eye as Antonio began to look in her direction.

"I could go for some food. I think you are right though. Where did we put those menus?"

The loud banging of desk drawers being opened and then closed caused Kim to just shake her head. She was once again sitting at Adam's desk researching financials for their current case. Some big shot banker thought he could get away with killing his wife for the insurance money, but the trail that Kim was finding was really going to make that difficulty. She sighed and that's when Atwater spoke up.

"Hey homies. Quit searching. I got this covered. And quit acting like the pregnant one can't hear you. I guarantee that if you keep it up she is going to find that Nerf dart gun in Adam's desk and she is going to use it on you. I was her partner. I know these things."

Erin and Antonio froze what they were doing and actually had the gaul to try and look like they had no idea what Atwater was talking about. Kim chuckled. She had found that dart gun three months ago. They had just been lucky that she hadn't felt the need to use it. Yet.


Adam got up from the chair he had been sitting in. The club meeting was now over and they had the whole ride mapped out and planned for the next month or so when Detroit got into town. The meeting had strangely reminded Adam of planning assaults and undercover ops with the Intelligence unit.

He had found it easier the last month to keep himself together. Whether it was the light at the end of the tunnel or the fact that his chain was back against his neck, he wasn't sure. Probably a combination of the both. Adam had just made it out of the meeting room when Tiny wrapped a large muscled arm around Adam's shoulders.

"We're heading back to Mickey's so Tex can finish his ink. You coming? That thorny vine shit on your back still needs finished."

Adam nodded his head and was relieved when Tiny released his hold. Adam couldn't wait to see the task force throw a hiss fit over his expense report when he got back. Hundreds of dollars over the last two months on tattoos. Yep. Sorry, Suits. They could choke on it.

Adam's upper back was now covered with the "thorny vine shit" to help connect the bike on his right shoulder blade and the celtic cross on his left. It wasn't really a vine. It was more like tribal scroll work that did well to connect the two pieces and make them look like they were done as a single piece. Adam had been impressed with the artist's job. At this point, Adam was keeping the whole thing. Just like he had promised himself a bike when this was all done.

The assignment had changed him and he had made peace with that. To deny that would only make transitioning back that much harder. Adam placed his helmet on his head and started up his bike. Following Tiny and the rest of the crew out of the parking lot, Adam could feel Kim's engagement ring scratch at his chest a bit. Not everything had changed. No, his love for her was still there. He'd have to take the chain off without drawing attention to himself. Should be easy enough when he took his shirt off.


The unit suddenly heard the gate open up from down the stairs with its distinctive buzz and metal clanging. Platt's voice could be heard like a trumpet heralding someone's arrival.

"Head on up, Mrs. Atwater. Kevin and the gang should still be there."

Kim looked over at Kevin and his big smile lit up his face. His mother's voice carried up the steps before she could be seen.

"Kevin, where is my Kimmy? I got her food here. Your brothers have the food for the rest of you."

Kevin jumped up and met his mother at the top of the steps. He went to take the bag from her but she just shooed him away. She spied Kim and made a beeline for her. Kim went to stand up and Mrs. Atwater pulled her into a bone crushing hug.

"Oh, Kimmy. Sit. You are looking pale, child."

Mrs. Atwater dropped the large reusable grocery bag on Adam's desk and then preceded to start unloading her tupperware on it. Kim could hear her stomach growl the second she smelled the baked chicken, sweet potatoes, and you name it she lost track cause her whole body just wanted to eat what she was smelling. Kim felt herself melt into her chair and then saw a fork appear in front of her face as Mrs. Atwater handed it over.

"Eat up, darling. You need to feed that baby. You are way too skinny."

Halstead was looking down at the food he was given and then at Kim's spread.

"So I guess I need to get pregnant to get a desk full of food, huh?"

Mrs. Atwater glared at Jay to a point that the detective backed away and sat at his desk.

"If you can get pregnant, I'll cook for you. Otherwise, back away mister. Kimmy, needs to eat. Kevin! "

Atwater turned in his seat and looked to his mother.

"Do not let this one wait this long to eat again. Understand?!"

Kim watched Atwater assure his mother that he understood.

"Ok. Your job is to take care of her while Adam is gone. He'd do the same for you, right?"

Atwater shrugged his big shoulders and had a look on his face that said he really didn't want to refute his mother, but he couldn't help it.

"Momma, Adam can't cook."

Kim laughed and cut in before Atwater's Mom could retort.

"Sort of true. He can make a really good fettucine alfredo. Everything else is horrible, but he would order takeout like no ones business."

The whole unit laughed and Kim felt Mrs. Atwater kiss the top of her head before she left the team to their lunch. Kim realized in that moment that she had a family that would do anything for her in a heartbeat.


Adam made his way into the diner and saw that Steve was already there waiting for him. The man was drumming his fingers on the back of his booth like he was trying to be patient with waiting. You would have thought that Adam was running insanely late when in reality he was maybe fifteen minutes behind schedule. Adam sat down and got a look from Steve that screamed, "Where were you?"

"Dude, I'm only fifteen minutes late."

Steve shook his head. "Try an hour. Remember we changed the time." Adam cursed. He had forgotten that they had changed the time to try and avoid anyone following them or picking up on a pattern.

"Sorry man. I forgot. I got stuck with the club anyway. This was the earliest I could get here. Here."

Adam tossed a thumb drive across the table. He had been creating the route map and documenting the security measures for the ride over the last several days. Not much had changed at the club meeting so the information was pretty accurate.

"The only thing that might change is the starting point. The club is still debating where they want to meet up with the Detroit chapter to help escort them in. I marked the best choke point to try and round them all up. The date is still in the same ball park, but the start time... I don't know. Still up in the air."

Steve was rolling the thumb drive between his hands as Adam could tell he was thinking. Finally, Steve smiled.

"Ok. Just call me when you get confirmation. I'll have the task force on stand by for the whole week before and after. That way we won't miss this opportunity. You're almost there, Adam."

Steve got up out of the booth and slapped Adam on the shoulder as he passed by. Adam grimaced as his fresh ink pained him. That damn ride could not come soon enough.


Later that night, Kim was sitting on the couch at her place with Erin trying to relax. However, Kim's mind was not really getting with the program. Worry and what ifs were dogging her tonight.

What if the task force was wrong? What if Adam didn't get home before the baby was born? How was she going to explain a screaming baby to a man that just got back from living with a biker gang for God knew how many months?

What about their living situation when he did get back? Did he still want his own place or would he suddenly want to move in to be closer to the baby? Would she want him to move in? She knew he had given up his apartment when he left and put all his stuff in storage, so it was a valid question.

What about the nursery? She needed to get that going. She kept putting it off and now she was starting to think that she might not get it done before she needed it. She finally looked up from her glass of water when Erin cleared her throat.

"What's wrong, Kim? I just told you that I booked a trip to Mars for next week and you didn't even blink."

Kim sighed and looked at Erin.

"I guess I'm trying to figure out how I'm going to do this. I'm starting to believe that Adam isn't going to be back before this little guy gets here. I know they said that he would be done next month, but I don't know if I believe them. And when he does get back, how in the world do I explain all this?"

Kim emphasized her last statement by pointing to her stomach. Erin smiled tightly and shrugged.

"I don't know, hun. I can't imagine what you are going through. You know that we are all here for you. Just ask and we will make it happen."

Kim raised her eyebrow. "Bring him home." Erin shook her head.

"Would if I could. Would if I could."

Post AN: Short. I know. However, look at it this way. Short chapter now means a doozy of a chapter next time. What could that mean for our lovely couple? Good? Bad? I'll never tell. :)