Hey Everyone! I'm sorry it took so long, but I tend to procrastinate, and I've had a lot of school work lately. Hopefully I won't take as long on the next one. All questions, comments and criticisms are welcome. Enjoy!

A/N: I don't own Crossing Jordan...but you already knew that...

Jordan couldn't believe it. She kept starting at the line willing it to change color, but she knew it wouldn't. The line was pink, she was pregnant. That meant she had to face him, had to tell him that their one night of passion was about to turn into a lifetime affair. She began to get dizzy and started to sway. Garret caught her as Nigel and Lily came running over.

"Let's get her to the couch," Garret said. He and Nigel each took a side and Lily ran to the bathroom to get a cold face cloth. "We need to lie her down."

"Okay, ready Jordan?" Nigel said.

"Yeah, I just want to lie down. Way too much on my mind." She said as she was seated on the couch. She brought her legs up and lied back on the pillow just as Lily came back in with the face cloth.

"Here you go Jordan," Lily said, "let's put this on your forehead." Jordan didn't really care what Lily did as long as she could lie down and rest. She needed to think, but before that was going to happen she wanted to sleep.

"Thanks for all your help guys," Jordan said, "but I just want to rest."

"Are you sure you don't want one of us to stay?" Garret asked.

"I'm sure." She responded. "I'll be fine."

"Okay." Lily said. Sensing Jordan's need for alone time. "But remember, we're only a phone call away, any one of us, any time of day. Right guys?"

"Yes," Nigel and Garret said. Then the three of them let themselves out the door. She was alone. She slept.

When Jordan woke up it was 11:00 at night and her apartment was pitch black. She got up and turned on the light. She walked to fridge to get something to drink. Just as she opened the door she saw the pregnancy test on the counter, and the whole day came rushing back to her. The sickness, the pregnancy test, the positive, the baby. She was going to have…with Woody. Although she desperately wanted a beer, she knew she couldn't and took out a container of juice, hoping the baby was a fan of cranberry. She poured herself a huge glass and downed it. Feeling the need to go back to sleep she walked to her room, making a pit stop in the bathroom before crashing into bed again.

Unfortunately this time she didn't fall quickly asleep. She lay in bed and pondered what the next day would bring. The next day would undoubtedly bring Woody. The man she had to tell that she was pregnant with his baby. Never so much had she not wanted to see her Wisconsin Farm Boy. She was dreading it, but she knew she had to tell him. Tell him before someone else figured it out. Tell him before she lost all the courage. There was no way around it. Tomorrow she would have to tell him. With that final thought Jordan fell into a fitful sleep.

Beep, Beep, Beep

Jordan could hear the alarm clock but she didn't want to get out of bed. Although it soon became apparent that the baby had different ideas, and she was running to the bathroom. After a good few minutes of heaving she felt confident that she was done puking for the time being. She got off the bathroom floor and turned the shower on. She jumped in and began to think about how she would approach the topic.

There was blunt:

-"Woody, I'm pregnant."

There was inferring:

-"Woody, you know how babies are made right…well take that knowledge and apply it to your own life."

There was beating around the bush:

-"Woody, I don't know how to tell you this, but you see, that night, well, when we, umm, you know, you see where I'm going with this…"

But none of those would work for her Woody. She relented in her thoughts and figured she would come up with something before she went to meet with him. She hopped out of the shower and wrapped the towel around her expanding body. She had thought that her pants and shirts were getting smaller and smaller and she no longer had any reason to suspect the dryer. She dug through the closet until she realized that she no longer had any "acceptable" pants that fit her. She settled on the largest pair she could find and picked out a loose shirt. She didn't want to draw attention to her increasing waistline before she had the honor of telling the father-to-be. She left her hair loose and wavy, the way he liked it, and exited the apartment.

The drive to work was surprisingly uneventful. No honking, swearing drivers, no accidents. It was almost too quiet, like something was bound to happen. When she arrived at the morgue she was greeted with compassionate glances from Lily, a 'How are you?' from Garret, and a 'Good Morning Luv!' followed by a huge hug from Nigel. Of course he had to be in a very chipper mood this morning, the morning she was feeling like crap and had to make a decision about telling Woody. It had to be this morning.

She walked numbly through hall finally reaching her office and plopping herself in the rolly chair. The moment her bum hit the chair she felt a wave of nausea and immediately got up and ran to the bathroom. She spent a few minutes heaving into the toilet bowl, not realizing Lily had come in and was holding her hair. She got up and looked gratefully at Lily.

"Thank you." Jordan said.

"Anything for you Jordan, you deserve the best." Lily replied. They walked out of the bathroom together and ran into Bug who was being followed by Matt Seely. Jordan knew that there was something there but she didn't know exactly what it was.

Matt was able to get the first word in. "Lily you look lovely today."

"Why thank you," She replied, while Jordan stood their silently laughing. Bug decided he didn't want to be left out.

"Your hair is looking especially beautiful today Lily." Bug told her, trying to out do Matt.

"Well, I think I'm going back to my office." Jordan said, leaving Lily to her own devices, although she was somewhat saddened she wouldn't be able to see the rest of the show.

When she arrived in her office she found a mountain of paperwork that she really didn't feel like facing. She was contemplating different ways to get out of it when Garret stuck his head in the door. "Woody has some stuff for us." He told Jordan. "I thought you looked like you needed a walk." He continued. "Fresh air can do you well." He finished with a knowing smile.

She knew he was right. "Sure Garret, I'll go right over."

He walked out her office, yelling over his shoulder, "Don't forget your coat." You'd think she was trekking to Canada, not going across the street. Jordan was just not ready to accept the fact the people were going to start worrying about her. She wasn't ready for it. Then again she wasn't sure if she was ready to tell Woody but she was sure as heck going to walk over there and do it.

She walked out of the building and into the blinding sunlight. It was a nice day out, the perfect day to tell him. As she opened the door to Precinct 19 she was immediately greeted by the voices of many people and smell of last nights drunks. She seriously hoped that she wouldn't have the urge to puke again as she walked down the corridor to find Woody. She asked one of the cops if they knew where she could find Det. Woody Hoyt and they told her to check his office.

She walked up the stairs, hoping to buy her brain a little more time before going to face Woody. As she reached the door she found it was cracked and heard two voices. One belonging to Woody the other to a woman. It took her a moment before she realized that it wasn't just any woman. It was the one woman she didn't feel like dealing with at that moment, the one woman that she felt the most animosity towards. Tallulah Simmons. Det. Tallulah freaking Simmons. Well, Tallulah time was over and it was Jordan's turn.

Just as she was opening the door Woody and Tallulah fell into a hug. Jordan was so mad she let out a gasp of sorts. She couldn't believe it. Her Woody hugging Tallulah freaking Simmons. This woman was the spawn of the devil, no way around it. Woody turned and saw Jordan, about to break down. Never had he seen her so emotional. He turned to Lu, "Maybe you should leave now."

The moment Jordan heard this she began to speak, her words full of spite. "No stay Lu, you and Woody have fun. I just came to tell Woody something that will effect both he and I in the very near future but it seems as if he's to busy in this hug-fest to spare a little time for me."

"Jordan, it's not what it looks like. I swear."

"Oh, then what is it? Come on, I want details."

"Lu was just congratulating me on receiving a clean bill of metal health. She says that I'm free of Riggs in the emotional sense."

"That's great Woody, wonderful. You want to know some other wonderful news, I'm pregnant. About three months along, you do the math." Jordan said, throwing the pregnancy test at him and walking out the door, leaving an astounded looking Woody and Tallulah Simmons suddenly feeling very out of place.

"You really should go now." He told her. "And if you tell anyone, I can't guarantee that Jordan won't come after you." She nodded her head and left the room. Woody wished she would just as easily walk out of his life, but for now he had more important things to worry about. Like Jordan, and his baby. His baby. He had to go after them and he had to go now.

He caught Jordan just as she was getting in the elevator. "You're not going anywhere." He told her. "I'm not letting you run out on me." She stepped out of the elevator and stood across from him. Just then a cop walked buy with a potent smelling plastic container. The smell was just to much for Jordan and she puked all over Woody's shoes.

"Morning sickness," She said with a smile as she stood up. "You better get used to it Farm Boy, because I'm not going anywhere."

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