Rating: PG or PG-13. Probably closer to PG-13, but because it’s going to be hitting some tough ethics questions later. Much angst.
Pairing: DL
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
It was four in the morning when Lindsay unwound herself from Danny and headed to the bathroom, grabbing her purse along the way. Once in the bathroom, she pulled out the pregnancy test that she’d finally gotten up the nerve to purchase a week ago, but never had the nerve to use until now. She’d already been nearly three weeks late, and she was surprised Danny hadn’t begun suspecting something by now. She’d been getting sick in the mornings as well, but didn’t want to face the possibility. She followed the directions in the kit, and shortly after, had her answer: she was pregnant.
Lindsay allowed herself to collapse on the floor and cry. I can’t believe it. What’s Danny going to say? He probably doesn’t want it. I’m not even sure if I want it. We’re not even married yet. And everyone in the lab, they’re going to think I’m a horrible person. I just can’t believe it. I don’t want to have to face the decision again. Well, maybe, maybe this is wrong, they’re not always right. I need to get it checked with the doctor. I’ll call and make and appointment. On that note, Lindsay got up and went back to bed.
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“Mac, can I talk to you for a minute?” Lindsay asked, knocking on Mac’s office door that afternoon.
“Come in. What’s up?”
Lindsay had her head down. “I hate to ask, but could I have tomorrow morning off? I have a doctor’s appointment.”
“How long have you known about this appointment? Because if it was just a routine appointment, you should have let me know weeks ago.”
“No, I just made it today. It.. It was sudden.”
“Is there anything you need to talk about? Something happen at a crime scene?”
“No..It’s.. I just need to go.” Lindsay’s voice had taken on a bit of a whiney tone.
Mac knew there was something she wasn’t telling him. “Lindsay, look at me,” he said, and waited until she looked up before continuing, “You can have the time off, you have the sick leave. But know that if you need to talk about something, you can always talk with me, or with Stella, or with anyone on the team.”
Lindsay looked back down. “Thanks. I’m going to get back to my case now.”
Mac was worried. What was Lindsay not telling him?
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The next morning, Mac searched for Danny. Mac found him running fingerprints through AFIS. “How’s your case going?”
“It’s not. There were two sets of prints. One was the vics, and I thought the second was probably the killer’s, but it hasn’t turned up anything yet.”
“Can I talk to you in my office for a minute?” Mac noticed a bit of fear on Danny’s face so he continued, “Don’t worry, you’re not in trouble. I just wanted to ask you something, and I’d prefer not to do it here.”
“Okay.” They waked down the hall to Mac’s office. After shutting the door, Danny asked, “What’s up?”
“It’s about Lindsay. She suddenly asked for time off to go to the doctor, but she wouldn’t say why. I was wondering if you might have any idea.”
“I was wondering why she was gone this morning, but I have no clue.” He honestly wasn’t sure, but tried to give Mac the impression that they were just coworkers.
“Come on, Danny, quite the BS. You may have thought you were hiding it, but I’ve known that you’re going out for a while, and I’d say you’re already sleeping together.”
“Mac..” Mac just looked at Danny. “We were just afraid of what you’d say.”
“Danny, you apparently don’t know me. As long as you keep it professional at work, which you certainly have, I don’t care what you do on your own time. And unofficially, I’m happy for you. A little disappointed that you felt you couldn’t trust me.”
“Sorry, Mac.”
“It’s okay.”
“About Lindsay… I’m not sure what’s up. She’s thrown up in the bathroom every morning for the past couple of weeks, but she’s always lied about it. I’ve woken up hearing her throwing up. And this morning, I got up, and she wasn’t in bed with me, so I went looking for her and heard her crying through the bathroom door.”
“Do you think…” Danny looked confused. “Do you think she’s pregnant?”
Danny gasped. “I hadn’t thought… The thought kind of scares me. I mean, I’d never be able to take care of a child.”
“Don’t sell yourself short.” Mac smiled. “Danny, I hate to tell you this, but if she doesn’t say something soon, you need to confront her about it. Whether she’s pregnant or not, she needs to take care of herself. Go ahead and get back to your case now.”
“Hopefully I’ll have gotten a hit on that fingerprint.” Right before Danny left, he turned and said, “Thanks.”
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That afternoon, Mac went looking for Lindsay. He admitted he did want to check up on her, but he also needed her reports from the case they had just finished yesterday. He found her in her office, writing. He knocked and asked, “Got a minute?”
She looked up and groaned. “Sure.”
He came in and perched on her desk. “How’s the report coming?”
“It’s almost done.”
”Well, just put it on my desk when it is.” She nodded. “Um..Lindsay, how was your doctor’s appointment?”
“Mac, it’s none of your business,” she exclaimed.
Mac fixed her with a look before speaking. “Lindsay Monroe, if it was necessary enough for you to take off work to go, it is my business. I need to know if it’s going to affect you at work.” If his suspicions were right it would.
“I’m sorry. And.. I’ll tell you, but I need to tell someone else first. Is that okay?”
“All right, but first thing tomorrow morning we will talk.”
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Pairing: DL
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
It was four in the morning when Lindsay unwound herself from Danny and headed to the bathroom, grabbing her purse along the way. Once in the bathroom, she pulled out the pregnancy test that she’d finally gotten up the nerve to purchase a week ago, but never had the nerve to use until now. She’d already been nearly three weeks late, and she was surprised Danny hadn’t begun suspecting something by now. She’d been getting sick in the mornings as well, but didn’t want to face the possibility. She followed the directions in the kit, and shortly after, had her answer: she was pregnant.
Lindsay allowed herself to collapse on the floor and cry. I can’t believe it. What’s Danny going to say? He probably doesn’t want it. I’m not even sure if I want it. We’re not even married yet. And everyone in the lab, they’re going to think I’m a horrible person. I just can’t believe it. I don’t want to have to face the decision again. Well, maybe, maybe this is wrong, they’re not always right. I need to get it checked with the doctor. I’ll call and make and appointment. On that note, Lindsay got up and went back to bed.
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“Mac, can I talk to you for a minute?” Lindsay asked, knocking on Mac’s office door that afternoon.
“Come in. What’s up?”
Lindsay had her head down. “I hate to ask, but could I have tomorrow morning off? I have a doctor’s appointment.”
“How long have you known about this appointment? Because if it was just a routine appointment, you should have let me know weeks ago.”
“No, I just made it today. It.. It was sudden.”
“Is there anything you need to talk about? Something happen at a crime scene?”
“No..It’s.. I just need to go.” Lindsay’s voice had taken on a bit of a whiney tone.
Mac knew there was something she wasn’t telling him. “Lindsay, look at me,” he said, and waited until she looked up before continuing, “You can have the time off, you have the sick leave. But know that if you need to talk about something, you can always talk with me, or with Stella, or with anyone on the team.”
Lindsay looked back down. “Thanks. I’m going to get back to my case now.”
Mac was worried. What was Lindsay not telling him?
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The next morning, Mac searched for Danny. Mac found him running fingerprints through AFIS. “How’s your case going?”
“It’s not. There were two sets of prints. One was the vics, and I thought the second was probably the killer’s, but it hasn’t turned up anything yet.”
“Can I talk to you in my office for a minute?” Mac noticed a bit of fear on Danny’s face so he continued, “Don’t worry, you’re not in trouble. I just wanted to ask you something, and I’d prefer not to do it here.”
“Okay.” They waked down the hall to Mac’s office. After shutting the door, Danny asked, “What’s up?”
“It’s about Lindsay. She suddenly asked for time off to go to the doctor, but she wouldn’t say why. I was wondering if you might have any idea.”
“I was wondering why she was gone this morning, but I have no clue.” He honestly wasn’t sure, but tried to give Mac the impression that they were just coworkers.
“Come on, Danny, quite the BS. You may have thought you were hiding it, but I’ve known that you’re going out for a while, and I’d say you’re already sleeping together.”
“Mac..” Mac just looked at Danny. “We were just afraid of what you’d say.”
“Danny, you apparently don’t know me. As long as you keep it professional at work, which you certainly have, I don’t care what you do on your own time. And unofficially, I’m happy for you. A little disappointed that you felt you couldn’t trust me.”
“Sorry, Mac.”
“It’s okay.”
“About Lindsay… I’m not sure what’s up. She’s thrown up in the bathroom every morning for the past couple of weeks, but she’s always lied about it. I’ve woken up hearing her throwing up. And this morning, I got up, and she wasn’t in bed with me, so I went looking for her and heard her crying through the bathroom door.”
“Do you think…” Danny looked confused. “Do you think she’s pregnant?”
Danny gasped. “I hadn’t thought… The thought kind of scares me. I mean, I’d never be able to take care of a child.”
“Don’t sell yourself short.” Mac smiled. “Danny, I hate to tell you this, but if she doesn’t say something soon, you need to confront her about it. Whether she’s pregnant or not, she needs to take care of herself. Go ahead and get back to your case now.”
“Hopefully I’ll have gotten a hit on that fingerprint.” Right before Danny left, he turned and said, “Thanks.”
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That afternoon, Mac went looking for Lindsay. He admitted he did want to check up on her, but he also needed her reports from the case they had just finished yesterday. He found her in her office, writing. He knocked and asked, “Got a minute?”
She looked up and groaned. “Sure.”
He came in and perched on her desk. “How’s the report coming?”
“It’s almost done.”
”Well, just put it on my desk when it is.” She nodded. “Um..Lindsay, how was your doctor’s appointment?”
“Mac, it’s none of your business,” she exclaimed.
Mac fixed her with a look before speaking. “Lindsay Monroe, if it was necessary enough for you to take off work to go, it is my business. I need to know if it’s going to affect you at work.” If his suspicions were right it would.
“I’m sorry. And.. I’ll tell you, but I need to tell someone else first. Is that okay?”
“All right, but first thing tomorrow morning we will talk.”
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