So what if #WRECKEDitRICK had gotten his way and Burgess discovered her surprise pregnancy not long after Blair was murdered? How would she navigate an unexpected pregnancy and who was going be there at the end?

This little story just wouldn't go away so I had to get it out. It was clogging my flow. So here we go...let me know what you think.

Adam was surprised, he thought the locker room was empty. Everyone cleared out pretty quickly once Voight let them off the chain. He'd promised Atwater he'd catch up for a beer at Molly's once he'd finished his paperwork, he was always the last to leave. He typed as slow as a month of Sundays and was used to the ribbing.

"Oh Hey." He stuttered. He was surprised to see Burgess lying prostrate on the bench in the middle of the darkened room. Only a few lights were on and her arm was draped over her eyes to block out what little there was. "You okay Burgess."

"What?" Her arm dropped and eyes shot open when he spoke. "Adam?"

"In the flesh. Thought you'd gone?"

Swinging her legs around she sat up slowly, trying to stop her world spinning. "Nope. Just needed to sit for a minute."

"Minute? You left half hour ago. You okay?" He rested one hand on her shoulder and Kim shot him a look that told him it wasn't welcome. He let it fall back to his side.

"I'm fine Adam…." No matter how hard she tried she couldn't stop herself. The tears bubbled to the surface, she felt them pooling on her eyelashes like rocks and they spilled down her cheeks. "…I'm fine." She snapped as he reached for her again.

"Looks like it."

Kim pushed his hand away. "Don't Adam, just don't."

"Okay." He packed up his bag while Kim splashed water on her face and she knew he was watching her from the corner of his eye.

"Adam, really I am fine. Just tired. It was a long tough case. Some days it just gets to you, you know."

"I do." He nodded slamming his locker door shut. The crash made her jump a little and all the colour drained from her face, she swayed a little and reached for her sink to steady herself. "Are you sure you are okay? You look like you are about to toss your cookies?"

Kim took a couple of deep breaths. "Feel like it too, must have eaten something bad. Did you have the tuna sushi at lunch?"

"Nope, Chicken burger for me."

"Must be it then, I knew it was probably dodgy as soon as Kev said it was a bargain." Kim gathered her bag. "I should get home."

"Let me drive you."

"I don't think that's a good idea do you?"

Adam steered her from the locker room with his hand firmly on her back. He was less concerned with people talking than he was with getting her home before she spewed everywhere. If she was anything like him, when you felt like you wanted to die you wanted to do it at home, alone with no one watching. "We'll take your car; I don't want your lunch over my front seat."

"So sweet." A small laugh escaped her lips.

"Protecting my assets."

Kim did manage to keep her lunch to herself on the trip home and she had to admit being able to just close her eyes and let it happen was helpful. Adam offered to make sure she got inside but she baulked assuring him that she was quite capable of walking up a few flights of stairs and unlocking a door.

Waiting until she was well and truly through her door he called an Uber. Atwater had sent him several messages already bitching that he was late and had probably blown him off. In all honesty he wanted too but decided he really needed to make the effort. He hadn't caught up with Atwater much lately and Atwater wasn't particularly happy with him. It wasn't that he didn't like Hailey, she just wasn't right for his best mate and thought that Adam was being a dick about it all and wasn't shy about telling him just as much.

Of all the women that threw themselves at him over the past three years while he pined for Burgess he finally gave up waiting and screwed around with the one person he shouldn't have. When he asked him why he just shrugged. "Because there is no chance of a future, with either of them." With other women there was always the chance that they'd want more than he wanted to give them, there was no chance of that with Hailey.

"I don't know. You and Burgess..."

"Different worlds man, she's made that perfectly clear. Just took me a while to get it through my thick head."

"Nah…" Adam asked him to drop it and for a while they didn't really hang out but it was time to get back on track. He missed his buddy; he was just about the only person who understood him. He'd also felt guilty that he kept Atwater in the dark about what was going down with Antonio but he was doing it to protect him, he didn't want Atwater to have to lie for him, that wasn't fair. It had been a hard slog, with no one to lean on, he'd spent months without any emotional support, bar Voight and he'd hardly call it support and now was the time to get the show back on the road.

He'd been an asshole and made bad choices, but that wasn't unusual for him. He was better off alone and to some degree he had been alone for most of the past year.

It had been a mistake to not tell Kim himself but there were a lot of things at play. He'd been hurt, a lot going back more than three years and he carried that hurt and every time she turned to him he was there and then she'd tell him it meant nothing and she had no interest in revisiting the past and it crushed him every time. He should have said no, but he couldn't because part of him hoped that she'd wake up the next morning and realise that what they had was real and that he was ready for her now. She was just never ready for him and she was his weakness.

Now he could see his pattern, he just accepted things and did what he thought would make people happy whether he wanted to or not. Perhaps a hangover from his childhood when he was just trying to keep the peace in a volatile house. It was easier to play the game and agree to save himself from the meat grinder because if he popped his head up above the parapet he copped it between the eyes His childhood was spent keeping his mother happy so he could enjoy his childhood.

So when it was pointed out to him how hard it would be for her if people found out, that she'd probably lose her job and be accused of sleeping her way to the top like she had been before and that Kim would be hurt and not understand and make it even harder for everyone he took the cowards way out and did as he was told. Just like he didn't tell his father about all the men that visited his mother when he was at work. He was a gutless prick and he hated himself for it. Going into bat for Antonio in some way was to show people that he was a good honest guy and to keep Antonio out of trouble. That's what families did after all. That's what he did, he was the peacekeeper at the expense of his own happiness.

He'd apologised to Kim in the wash up after she dealt with Blair's murder. Without a second thought he had jumped in to help her push the case when everyone wanted to drop it. He believed her when she said things didn't add up because Kim never lied, she was a better person than just about anyone else in that team.

"About bloody time." Atwater threw his hands in the air. "You really need to learn how to type with more than two fingers." He pointed his two index fingers in the air and it was obvious that Atwater hadn't wasted any time.

"Yeah. I've seen you type; you may be quick but you need an interpreter to decipher what the hell you are on about. Slow and steady wins the race man, slow and steady."

"You've got some catching up to do." Atwater ordered him a beer and it arrived just as his phone beeped. He smiled just a little and typed a quick reply. "Another one on the hook?" Atwater cocked his eye, his toothpick dangling precariously from the corner of his mouth. "Now that you've broken the seal?"

"Nah, way too much trouble. I've sealed it back up. I had to drop Burgess home, that sushi you bought was tainted man, she looked like she was about to hurl."

"Shit."

"Yeah, she just sent me a message to say she was in bed, hadn't hurled yet."

"Still looking out for her huh?"

Adam took a slow mouthful of beer. "Always." He saw that Kevin was about to say something else but clammed up when he saw the look on Adam's face. Now was not the time to get into it again.

Kim rolled over and hit the alarm. She was surprised to hear it, having hit the sack the moment she got home she had to blink a couple of times before she realised that it was morning. Her sheets were barely wrinkled and she could slide out and a quick brush over with her hand and it looked like she had never laid down in them.

Jumping in the shower she felt a surge of energy that had been sorely lacking the past few days but by the time she got out, dressed and was making a coffee another wave of nausea hit her. Panic followed quickly and she stumbled blindly to the bathroom. It had mocked her for days, this on and off sense of dread.

Blinking a few times she squinted in the mirror and then the nausea overwhelmed her and she emptied the contents of her stomach into the sink. Sitting down heavily on the side of the tub she couldn't even cry.

How the fuck did this happen?

Calling out of work was something that she hated doing. It was a cop out but she just couldn't face going in, crawling back into bed she pulled the covers up over her head and tried to sleep it away. Which was crazy because if she knew one thing about herself it was if she was worried sleeping was the last thing on her mind.

The knock on the door got louder and louder and more persistent. Glancing at herself in the mirror on the way past she at least looked sick so if it was Voight checking up that she was actually off work for a reason all he had to do was take one look at her and realise she wasn't just faking it. She looked like death on a stick.

"You don't answer your phone now?" Kim opened the door to find Adam and he looked startled by her appearance. "Are you okay?" He handed her a bag. "Some electrolytes and something to eat to get you back on your feet. Voight said you called out."

Her slack jawed response made him nervous, she just stared and then she cried.

"What is it? Kim you are freaking me out?" They were still in the doorway, she hadn't moved, she made no attempt to take the bag her was proffering awkwardly. It was just a stunned silence.

"Oh God Adam."

"What's happened? Is it Nicole or Zoe?" He was scrambling to think what could possibly get her into this state.

"Adam….." Kim was visibly shaking. "I….oh god. I think I'm pregnant."