Alone

CSI characters are not mine… originals are…

This is not a Mary Sue… and I assure you… I do have a plan as to where this is going so just bear with me… okay?

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Chapter 4

Three weeks had passed since we were released from the hospital and I can tell something's been bugging Jamie. She won't tell me what it is, though, which I find rather interesting since we tell each other everything.

"You okay?" I ask her, she woke up with another nightmare again, around three a.m.

She shook her head. "No…"

"What's wrong?" I asked, hugging her.

She cried, leaning against my chest again. "I don't know. I just keep seeing it over and over again and it won't go away."

I gently kissed her forehead, "It will. In time it'll stop," I told her.

I noticed her eyes go wide. "Greg," she looked up at me. "I just realized that Adam… when he… you know… he didn't use a condom…"

I froze, I hadn't thought of that, once again, I wanted to rip Adam's throat out. I hugged her tighter. "Didn't they give you something at the hospital, the morning after pill or something?" I asked.

She nodded, "It comes in two doses, we left before I could get the second one…" she told me. "Hey, rub my back, will you?" she asked, I raised an eyebrow and did as I was told. Several minutes later I realized she had fallen asleep against me. I gently laid her down and pulled the blankets around her.

I got up and logged onto her computer, I had some research to do. After about an hour I fell asleep leaning on the keyboard. Not too long after that I heard a weird sound coming from the bathroom. "Jamie?" I yawned, seeing her bed was empty. I leaned against the bathroom door, "You okay?"

I heard sobbing, then a toilet flush, "No…" I heard her mutter through the door.

I opened it, sitting next to her on the floor. "I think you should go see a doctor," I told her.

She looked at me like I had grown four heads. "What? Greg, I never told my parents what Adam did to me! How would I tell them that I think I'm pregnant?"

I sighed, "There are clinics you can go to. Anonymous clinics. I'll go with you if you want."

"Alright." She looked at the calendar on her wall. "I'm glad we have off this week for Christmas break. Wait… is that calendar right?" she asked.

I nodded, "Yeah. Why?" Me being male, I didn't realize what possible impact this could have.

She broke down crying again. "I am pregnant. I never got my period this month…"

Thrilled with this outburst of information –note the sarcasm- I hugged her. "We'll go later. Just try to get some rest," I said, helping her back to her bed and laying next to her.

"Greg," she looked up at me, "Thanks for helping me through all this." She said, lightly kissing me.

I pulled her close to me, "No thanks needed," I said. She smiled and drifted off to sleep.

Later that afternoon we made plans to head over to the free clinic on the other side of town.

It took about a half hour to get there by bus and Jamie was rather nervous, I can't really blame her for that, but it was making me nervous.

It seemed Jamie had permanently attached herself to my shirt as we waited for her turn in the clinic. They called her back and they told me I couldn't come back with her, so I sat, not-so-patiently, in the waiting room.

I saw her come out of one of the rooms, she walked towards me, I wrapped my arms around her. "It's okay," I said, kissing the top of her head lightly as I walked her outside to the bus stop.

"They said they'd call my cell with the results tomorrow," she said, as we waited for the bus to pull up.

I sighed, "Let's go home," we boarded the bus and headed back to her place. 'What a nice Christmas Eve…' I thought to myself.

Another chapter down… I'll start on the next one now… I think this is the fastest I've ever updated a story… REVIEW PLEASE!