AN: Hi guys! Sorry for the delay! It's been a crazy week and I'm so glad it's over. Thank you for reading and for your patience.

I hope this was worth the wait! I tried my best! ;P

It was their day off, early in the evening. Herrera had got into the habit of going to the houseboat for dinners every now and then with Miller and Pru, after her friend had insisted on not wanting her to spend too much time alone.

"Did Maya give you a hard time, last shift?"

"When?" Andy wondered, while playing with the baby on her playmat, placed between the two of them on the deck. "When she followed you downstairs. You know, after the discussion in the beanery." Dean clarified. "Oh, not really. Although, I hate that the first thing which comes to everyone's mind is that I'm getting crazy, and of course, my best friend wasn't an exception. I find pretty normal to be mad at the person who made my husband confess in the worst moment possible... Well, the two Aid Car shifts didn't help either, but that isn't that weird either, is it?." She ranted, jumping from a thought to the next and leaving Miller confused.

"What's wrong with the two Aid Car shifts?" Dean's question was rather inquisitive, and not only because he was curious about why that would be worth of mentioning, but also, because he didn't want to take sides on the Herrera vs Warren battle, so he had wisely decided to avoid the matter for as long as he could. He thought that both had their own reasons to be "right". On one side, he understood why their former probie would want Sullivan to publicly recognize something that involved his PRT; but on the other, he agreed with Andy that it wouldn't have changed anything to wait a few days to do so, for instance, until Pruitt's funeral was over. That way, she could have had her husband fully focus on her, while she was still grieving. What Miller had no doubt of, was that he wasn't going to share his opinion with neither of them, not now, not ever.

"Thank you! That's exactly what I mean. I can't be the first firefighter to request two consecutive shifts on the Aid Car." Andy responded, putting baby voice at the end of the sentence, while making silly faces to a smiling Pru, who soundly appreciated the attention of her play date.

"What? You requested them?? I thought she had assigned you, you know because of everything you're going through." Dean told her, dumbfounded.

"So, it is that weird, uh?" She questioned, turning to glance at her partner. "For Andy Herrera? Sure!" That comment earned a funny face, and eventually, a nonverbal agreement from her part. "So, why?" Miller insisted.

The lieutenant stayed silent, looking down to the little human in her arms with admiration for a minute, while considering whether to tell him or not. "I'm late" She finally declared, which made Miller's eyes go from narrowed quizzically to wide opened in realisation. "As in late, late?"

"Yeah. As in I-might-be-pregnant late."

"Wow. Are you ok?" He wanted to know, concern evident in his tone. "I've been better." She admitted, with a sad smile.

"Yeah, I bet. So, Maya knows about everything, doesn't she?"

"Yes, I had to tell her 'cause she kinda threaten to put me on desk duty, if I didn't give her a good reason of why I kept asking to be assigned to Aid Car. But she doesn't know about Robert leaving, though… or me kicking him out would be more like it." She added, bitterly. "I don't want anyone to know about that…"

"You said might...so, you don't know for sure..or" Dean asked her, realizing that diverting from her marital issues should be a good idea at that moment. She shook her head. "I don't. I just can gather the courage to take a test."

"It must be hard, giving the circunstances. If you need me for anything, I know the deal about surprise babies. I mean, unless it was planned. I'm sorry if I've just assumed.." He quickly corrected himself. "No. It wasn't planned." She cut him, noticing his struggle.

"Have you thought what are you…Do you want this, Andy?"

Herrera raised her eyes, staring at the horizon, taking her time to answer his question. "I thought I didn't. I mean, I thought I didn't want it right now. I was determinate to not make the same mistake that my mom. Making captain was all I wanted, and I trust I'll get there. But then, my mom sort of resuscitated, and I learned that having me wasn't the reason to quit the academy, so.." She paused to collect her thoughts, and looked at Miller who gave her an encouraging smile for her to continue. "I think I could do it all."

"I'm sure of that. And for the record, you weren't a mistake" Herrera didn't understand that last part, which Dean realized. "You said you didn't want to make the same mistake than your mom, when she had you. And I'm saying, you were not a mistake." He explained.

"Thank you" Andy responded with moisty eyes. "When are you planning on taking the test? Or do you prefer going to the doctor? I'll go with you, if you want me to."

"I'm not ready yet"

"You've said it yourself. You can do this." He encouraged her, repeating her words. "I know. It's not that."

"What is it, then?"

"I'm imagining it" Dean frowned, thrown into total confusion by the unexpected statement. Deducting by his face that he wasn't following her, she specified. "I mean the baby. I'm imagining it. What if I'm not?"

The firefighter was taken by surprised with the drastic change of scene. "So, you do want this. For real?"

"Yeah, I think I do now that it's a possibility...and it could also be the last thing I've got left from him." Her recently become closer friend was taken aback for her heartbreaking disclosure. "Oh, Andy I'm sorry. I didn't even think.."

"He missed his appointment." She cut him again, switching the subject suddenly, when the conversation reminded her one more time of the missing father of her presumed unborn baby.

"What?"

"With the neurosurgeon. That's what Dr. Shepherd's call was about, yesterday. I'm still his next of kin. She got my number from his files, when she couldn't contact him." She stopped for a second, to shallow a bunch of unshed tears. "What if he ODd again? Or he's sick..Or left Seattle?" She couldn't help but be worried sick. "Hey, don't think like that! You don't know where he is. He could be on a hotel, wrongly believing that you don't want him in your life, which would be quite easy to fix, actually, once you get the opportunity to tell him you didn't mean it." He tried to reassure his upset teammate.

"Yeah, or I could be pregnant with a baby who might never meet its father and it'd all be my fault."