Disclaimer: Don't own anything except Jesse and her baby. Yada Yada Yada.
AN: This fic is a bit dark. Mostly because it deals with fears that Jesse has about what could happen to her baby. Its not a happy fic but it has its moments.
Chapter 1
Jesse was walking slowly in a room. As she walked her footsteps couldn't be heard. The room was very well lit and the doctors surrounding a table. They were murmuring softly and shaking their heads.
"There was no way." One said.
"The test results confirmed our suggestion to Frasier." Two said.
"Tragic really, someone should have told them." Three said. "Let's finish this and wrap her up."
"What about the parents?"
"They've already seen her. They need time to grieve."
"We should have told them."
"And give them more time to grieve? They're was nothing they could do"
"Time to prepare so at least they knew what was coming"
"The stress could have made her lose it sooner."
"Would that have been so bad? Attachment is a strong thing." The doctors were silent. Jesse had a confused look on her face. It soon turned into one of worry. She looked down at her growing belly to find it flat. When she looked up again the doctors were gone and on the table was finally revealed a bundle. It was small...much too small. She went up to the table to and lifted the blanket off the top.
The next thing she saw horrified her. It was little girl. She must have been premature. It didn't look peaceful. It looked mad. It was a little face frozen in time. There were documents on the table. She saw her name on the paper.
Suddenly, everything was fitting into place. Everything her brain was trying to keep out was coming together. She looked down at her flat stomach again. Then at the baby. It was her baby. It was Jonas' baby. Their little daughter was lying seemingly dead on the table. A scream rang from somewhere.
"Lt. O'Neill, Lt. O'Neill, Jesse!" Major Davis must have been calling her for sometime because he rarely referred to her as Jesse. "Are you okay?" he asked.
"Fine." She responded. She looked down and not only saw signs of being six- months but also her baby gave a strong kick. It was reassuring. The baby was alive and well inside her.
"Are you sure?" he asked. "You're very pale, shaky and sweaty."
"Fine." She repeated. "Just peachy."
"Okay so are you ready to discuss the project?" Jesse nodded.
As Jesse tried to enter her apartment was detoured by Daniel who said, "You don't want to go in there."
"Why not? Daniel I'm tried get out of the way."
"Nope come on you can sleep at my apartment." He dragged her toward his door.
"Not on that couch. That was fine when I wasn't carrying next weight."
"You can have my bed. I'm not going to sleep till late. I'll wake you when you can go home."
"Why can't I go home now?"
"It's a mess."
"It's a always a mess."
"Well Jonas really messed it up this time. He's fixing it. Doesn't want you to get stressed he says. Come on trust me. You can come with me and read something or just sleep on my bed."
Scared of what she would find she reluctantly entered Daniel's apartment. When she got to his room and laid down on the bed Daniel left. The scare of the day mare had tried her out. The baby gave another strong kick. She patted her stomach softly and fell asleep to the smell of Daniel in his pillow.
AN: It's a bit short but I needed something to start it with. Please please please review! Or no more chapters.
AN: This fic is a bit dark. Mostly because it deals with fears that Jesse has about what could happen to her baby. Its not a happy fic but it has its moments.
Chapter 1
Jesse was walking slowly in a room. As she walked her footsteps couldn't be heard. The room was very well lit and the doctors surrounding a table. They were murmuring softly and shaking their heads.
"There was no way." One said.
"The test results confirmed our suggestion to Frasier." Two said.
"Tragic really, someone should have told them." Three said. "Let's finish this and wrap her up."
"What about the parents?"
"They've already seen her. They need time to grieve."
"We should have told them."
"And give them more time to grieve? They're was nothing they could do"
"Time to prepare so at least they knew what was coming"
"The stress could have made her lose it sooner."
"Would that have been so bad? Attachment is a strong thing." The doctors were silent. Jesse had a confused look on her face. It soon turned into one of worry. She looked down at her growing belly to find it flat. When she looked up again the doctors were gone and on the table was finally revealed a bundle. It was small...much too small. She went up to the table to and lifted the blanket off the top.
The next thing she saw horrified her. It was little girl. She must have been premature. It didn't look peaceful. It looked mad. It was a little face frozen in time. There were documents on the table. She saw her name on the paper.
Suddenly, everything was fitting into place. Everything her brain was trying to keep out was coming together. She looked down at her flat stomach again. Then at the baby. It was her baby. It was Jonas' baby. Their little daughter was lying seemingly dead on the table. A scream rang from somewhere.
"Lt. O'Neill, Lt. O'Neill, Jesse!" Major Davis must have been calling her for sometime because he rarely referred to her as Jesse. "Are you okay?" he asked.
"Fine." She responded. She looked down and not only saw signs of being six- months but also her baby gave a strong kick. It was reassuring. The baby was alive and well inside her.
"Are you sure?" he asked. "You're very pale, shaky and sweaty."
"Fine." She repeated. "Just peachy."
"Okay so are you ready to discuss the project?" Jesse nodded.
As Jesse tried to enter her apartment was detoured by Daniel who said, "You don't want to go in there."
"Why not? Daniel I'm tried get out of the way."
"Nope come on you can sleep at my apartment." He dragged her toward his door.
"Not on that couch. That was fine when I wasn't carrying next weight."
"You can have my bed. I'm not going to sleep till late. I'll wake you when you can go home."
"Why can't I go home now?"
"It's a mess."
"It's a always a mess."
"Well Jonas really messed it up this time. He's fixing it. Doesn't want you to get stressed he says. Come on trust me. You can come with me and read something or just sleep on my bed."
Scared of what she would find she reluctantly entered Daniel's apartment. When she got to his room and laid down on the bed Daniel left. The scare of the day mare had tried her out. The baby gave another strong kick. She patted her stomach softly and fell asleep to the smell of Daniel in his pillow.
AN: It's a bit short but I needed something to start it with. Please please please review! Or no more chapters.