It was a few weeks after Jo had had her first ultrasound, and it was becoming more and more obvious that she was pregnant, although Jo did whatever she could to hide it. Luckily, now that she was in her second trimester her morning sickness had calmed down a lot, but now other issues had made themselves known. Like the each day more prominent, ever growing baby bump that started getting harder to hide. That morning, as she struggled to close the last pair of pants that still fit, well, used to still fit before, anyways, she decided it was time to tell the team about the pregnancy. And though she dreaded it horribly, she knew it was inevitable, and they would find out by themselves sooner or later. She wondered briefly if Lindsay did already have any suspicions. Her gaze lingered slowly at her growing midsection, her hands brushing over it softly. A smile tugged at her lips as she imagined feeling her baby move for the first time. Or holding her baby in her arms for the first time... She shook her head and cleared her thoughts. She didn't have the time to fantasize at the moment. She took a lose falling top and smoothed it out. It took away the attention from her abdomen, and if you didn't know there was a bump, you couldn't see it.

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Jo took a deep breath and hit the send button. She had send a group text to the members of the team, asking them to meet her in her office because she had something to share with them. All members, except Mac. She hadn't found the need to, as he didn't want to be involved. She wasn't going to tell them Mac was the father either. In fact, she had no idea what to tell them in case they asked her about the father. She took a deep, shaky breath and smiled as Lindsay walked into their shared office, quickly followed by the others. Sid and Sheldon were last as they had to come from the morgue. As they were all assembled, Danny spoke up first.

'So Jo, we're all here, what did you want to talk about?' Jo smiled, shaking her head slightly.

'I didn't really need to talk about anything. I just wanted to tell you that I am pregnant.' She held her breath as she watched for their reactions. Lindsay was the first to recover from the initial shock and walked over to Jo pulling her into a hug.

'Jo, that's amazing, congratulations!' She exclaimed happily. After she and Danny had their second child a year before, she couldn't help but imagine their children becoming good friends. As she let go of Jo, the others started congratulating her, and Jo felt the tension in her shoulders slowly slip away. At least they weren't judging her in her face. At that moment, Mac and Christine entered the lab, coming back from their lunch. Mac frowned as he noticed the commotion, and walked over to the office, followed by Christine.

'Hey, what's going on here?' He asked the group.

'Jo is having a baby!' Adam told him, smiling. Mac tried to put a smile on his face, but couldn't get himself to congratulate Jo. Christine, however, wrapped her arms around Jo, congratulating her happily. Jo tried not to stiffen in her arms. As Christine let her go, Mac walked over to Jo, congratulating her by patting her shoulder, before leading Christine back to his office. Lindsay and Danny shared a knowing look. They had been here long enough to know what was going on. Jo smiled at the people in her office. Her friends. Who she knew she could depend on should it be necessary.

'Thank you for all your supporting words. I really appreciate it. I do however think it's time to go back to work.' Danny shook his head.

'Unbelievable.' He mumbled, earning a smack on his arm from Lindsay.

'Well, if you're so eager to get back to work, mind joining me interviewing the suspect?' Don asked her.

'No, not at all.'

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The suspect was already agitated as Don and Jo entered the room. Jo decided to play into this, seeing if it would evolve a reaction.

'I've been here for over an hour.' The man growled.

'I'm sorry Mr Whittaker, but you are not the only person we have to talk to.' Jo answered, an icy smile on her lips. Don took a seat in front of the man, while Jo stayed standing next to him. She wanted to make sure she was the taller one. After Don had asked the routine questions, she decided to play on the suspect's emotions.

'Did you have a relationship with the victim or was it just plain sex?' The suspect stares at her, looking both angry and confused.

'What?'

'You see, here's what I'm thinking. You were in love with her, but she didn't feel quite the same, did she?' The man balled his fists and looked at her angrily.

'You have no idea what you're talking about.' Now Jo was done playing nice. Her voice raised, she leaned over the table and glared at him.

'You were in love with her, or so you claimed, stalking and following her everywhere. When she told you to leave her alone, you snapped.' She took one of the pictures taken at the crimescene and showed it to the suspect.

'So you grabbed her and squeezed her throat shut. Did she beg you to let her go? Or did you cover her mouth as not to hear her pleads?' Jo frowned, trying to get a reaction from him.

'That's kinda sad, don't you think.' Whatever reaction Jo had expected, this wasn't it. Before either she or Don could react, the man had jumped up and shoved Jo against the wall. Before he could do anything else, Don had pulled him away from Jo and out of the room. Jo herself was shaking, cursing herself for being so irresponsible. Suddenly she became aware of the cramping feeling in her lower abdomen, and her hand curled protectively around the small bump. Making her way back to the chair, she sat down. The cramping began to grow worse and she felt a few drops of blood. Panic settled as she realized her stomach took most of the blow as that was where the suspect had placed his hand when he had pushed her.

Don walked back into the room to check on Jo after he had handed the suspect to a pair of uniformed officers. She was seated on a chair, and he noticed how her hand was curled around her belly. Her face looked pale and scared.

'Jo, are you alright?' She looked up at him, tears glistering in her eyes. When she spoke, her voice was hoarse and just above a whisper.

'I think I'm bleeding.'

Hey guys, I'm sorry it's such a short update, but I've been pretty busy lately so I'm glad I could update at least something. I promise to continue as soon as possible! As always, reviews are appreciated :)