Written September 2013 because there wasn't enough Mac/Will interaction in 2x06 and I was angry about that. It's nice to know that now folks will be able to read this as AU instead of being distressed.

After the stabbing the Navy doctor told her it was highly unlikely that even she did conceive that it would implant, that between the adhesions and the depth and angle of the knife wound she would probably never carry a viable pregnancy, and yet here she is, staring at two pink lines on a stupid white stick ten days after her husband was thrown into federal prison. (S3 spoilers.)

The front of her building was crowded with police cars and an ambulance, a long yellow cord preventing anyone from going inside. [...] Everything in her living room was turned upside down: papers scattered all over the room, broken glass on the floor, smashed laptop on her desk, cushions thrown from the couch that had landed everywhere. What the hell had happened in there?