Oh, and I don't own anyone (yet)
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"Jordan, you ok?"
"Yeah, I'm fine!"
It was her usual answer. A lie. She was sick. But she never was sick. She was a pathologist for crying out loud, she deled with the smell of death on a daily basis. She couldn't afford to be sick.
She didn't want to believe it at first, but there was a reason for her to be sick so often. She was pregnant. She had less then nine month to figure out how to deal with it. Being a single mother wouldn't be easy. Especially with the odd hours she had to work. Garret would probably understand. He had a daughter himself. And the others would help her too, the best way they could. They were family after all, the only family she had left. But they would tell her to go to the father. Let him take his share of caring for the baby. But that would never happen. Ever.
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It was a surprise for everyone. Jordan pregnant. Complicated, stubborn, commitment phobic Jordan Cavanaugh with a baby. That was difficult to imagine. But from the looks of it, she couldn't either. This hadn't been planned. And whoever the father was, he could understand how he could let this happen. He clearly hadn't been thinking. Who would when that woman decided to play seductive. Every man in his right mind would loose it. He could tell from experience. There had never been anything between them. But she had this way that made him curious of what if. And she probably knew it. She definitely knew how to get what she wanted. And she had used him to get things more often than he would admit.
As for the father of her baby… He either didn't know it was his or he knew her just well enough to see enough of her issues and didn't want to deal with it. You had to know her quite well to see the caring Jordan. The soft and vulnerable heart of hers that you had to take care of and that you shouldn't give away once you were trusted with it else it would break into thousand pieces.
His bet was he didn't know he was the father. They had a pool going around the morgue and he had his money on a certain country boy detective. He had seen them together a lot lately. It seemed to be just a matter of time for them to get together. But Jordan being Jordan would find a way to weasel out. And the poor boy believed her when she said the baby wasn't his.
Something was there. He knew it. When they started the pool he had asked Woody to join in. Just to see how he would react. And he just shrugged it off.