Taking a deep breath, I picked up my phone and dialed Will's number. I waited anxiously for the ringing to stop. "Hey, it's me. You got a minute?"

"I do, you alright?" Will asked.

"Yeah, I'm fine, I'm fine. We just really need to talk," I said before I started to hold my breath, I was really going to do this.

"Uhh okay, what about?" Will asked and I could hear him tense up a bit.

"I'm pregnant," I announced but was met with silence. "Will?" I said after what felt like an eternity with no response. "You don't have to say anything, but can you make a sound, or a grunt, so I know you heard me?" I joked nervously.

"You're pregnant?" he asked, and I was just glad he hadn't fainted by shock or something.

"Yeah I am."

"Oh-kay," he said slowly.

"You know what? I know this is a lot to take in. How about I call you back in an hour, so you can let it sink in and I can drive home, and then we can have a proper conversation?" I suggested, I knew it would be a long and slow conversation if we continued right now, he had only been able to say three words since I had told him.

"Ah yeah, that sounds, that sounds good," he stammered to get out.

"I'll talk to you soon," I said before hanging up. I took a deep breath as I looked down at my cell. He finally knew, it had felt like I had been bottling up the pregnancy for so long, it was a relief he now knew, even if he couldn't say anything.

I straighten up my desk for the morning, packed my things in my bag, nothing work related, because for the first time in a while I wasn't going to take any files home with me. I locked my office door and walked to the elevator. The BAU's bullpen was empty from what I saw, they really had cleared out quickly, because I was not on the phone long.

I picked up some takeout food on the way home, because I was in no means wanting to cook after today. My diet had not been the best in recent weeks and I knew I was definitely going to need to change that, but tonight was not that night.

I ate my fries slowly as it approached an hour since I had left the Bureau. Just as I leaned forward to pick up my cell, Will's name appeared on the screen.

"Hey, I'm real sorry about before," Will said after I answered.

"Why? You didn't do anything," I said, not understanding why he was apologizing, I was the one who cut the conversation off and it was a lot to take in.

"That's why I'm sorry, I didn't say anything, and I should have."

"It's okay, it was a lot."

"I just wish I was there with you right now," Will said.

"I do too."

"I feel like we should be having this conversation face to face."

"I know, but I couldn't wait until the weekend to tell you. Keeping this to myself, even if it was just for another day, was becoming too much, I needed you to know."

"And I'm glad you told me, I just wish I could be there right now."

"I wish you were here too," I said as I cuddled up into the sofa. "So?" I asked wanting to know what he really thought about the pregnancy.

"So do you know how far along you are?" He asked.

"Not technically. I haven't had an ultrasound yet, I mean I only really found out on Tuesday but that was just a checkup sort of thing, although I can guess how far along I am."

"You've known since Tuesday?" Will asked and I couldn't tell if he was just inquiring or mad that I didn't tell him as soon as I found out.

"Yeah," I answered timidly. "You were upset about Charlie and I was still wrapping my head around it when you first called, so I lied about the appointment, I'm sorry."

"It's okay, it's been two days, not two weeks. But how far along do you think you are then?"

"I'd say five weeks, give or take a couple of days," I answered, and Will went silent and I guessed he was trying to do the math himself.

"But we wouldn't have seen each other that long ago," he said confused, I knew what he was thinking, and I knew he wasn't going to say it, he either thought I had the date wrong or he thought it was someone else's.

"I'm guessing you're forgetting that weekend I came down around mid-March."

"Oh right, the booty call," he said in a somewhat humorous tone.

"It wasn't a booty call," I groaned, we'd had this argument before and we hadn't been able to agree on it, but I knew one way for me to win the debate. "But I will concede that it was a booty call, if you want to tell your child that's how they were conceived."

I heard him take a deep sigh in defeat. "Fine, it wasn't a booty call," he said reluctantly. "I gotta say, I thought you were on birth control?"

"I was, and then I left it at home when I was on a case, so I stopped taking it, because, well, I was going to break up with you, and then that weekend happened so fast and was over so quickly, it didn't even cross my mind until last weekend," I explained.

"Last weekend? As in when you were down here?" He asked.

"Yeah, I realized on Saturday night what it was, but with the funeral I didn't want to tell you, plus I wasn't completely certain that it was what it is," I said as I scrunched my face up, not certain that made a whole lot of sense.

"You're being real aware of my feelings."

"Well I didn't know how you would take it, I mean I still don't. We never talked about this, and even if we had, we wouldn't have imagined it being this soon, so I was kind of scared to tell you. We only really just got properly back together. This is so much bigger than me telling everyone about us."

"You want to know how I feel about this?" He asked.

"Of course I do."

"I'm excited. Sure it's a lot sooner than either of us could have expected or planned, but we're having a child together, how can that be a bad thing? I've always wanted kids, and knowing it's going to be with you, makes me happier than I ever thought I could be. What about you? How do you feel about it?"

"Good," I squeaked out as I wiped a tear off of my cheek. His words were everything I needed to hear, it comforted me, it moved me, it settled any fear I had.

"Just good?"

"No, I mean I was really nervous when I first found out, and I still am, but I've had time for it to settle in, and knowing how you feel, just tells me it's all going to be okay, that we'll make this work, that we can do this."

"Tomorrow is going to feel so much longer. I want to see you so much more now," Will said.

"And the weekend can't hurry up," I agreed.

"I ain't waiting for the weekend, I'm coming up after I finish tomorrow, and nothing you can say will stop me."

"Why would I want to stop you?"