Author's Note: Okay, I'm gonna try this challenge thingie. I'm going with Prompt Set 5 and these stories will be linked. Sorta like chapters. I hope I'm doing this right.
Prompt: The Cosby Show - It's Not Easy Being Green
He heard her before he saw her, the violent sound of her retching echoing in his ears. Finding her on her knees in the dirt on the edge of the crime scene, he knelt beside her.
"Jen?" Dave asked. "You okay?"
"Do I look okay to you, Rossi?" JJ asked hoarsely, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand.
"No, no you don't," he replied quietly, handing her his handkerchief.
"Sorry," she muttered, shifting to sit in the grass and press her head against her bent knees. "It's been a hell of a week."
"Yeah," he told her quietly, moving to sit beside her and pressing the bottle of water he'd grabbed from the SUV in her hand. "Anything I can do to help?" he asked.
"Not unless you can bring the rabbit back to life," JJ laughed bitterly.
"Huh?" he asked confused.
Blowing the a strand of hair out of her face, JJ muttered, "Think about it, Dave. You're a smart man. I'm sure it'll dawn on you."
As he listened to her quietly bitten out words, realization dawned. Casting her a sidelong glance out of the corner of his eyes, he surmised, "You're pregnant."
"Give the man a cigar," she congratulated, saluting him.
"I take it that this isn't a happy occasion," Dave theorized.
"Not so much, Dave. Considering that Will walked out a month ago and he left me with this as his parting gift…no, not a joyful event."
"Ah," he nodded.
"What am I going to do?" she whispered, more to herself than to him.
"What do you want to do, JJ?" Dave asked evenly, trying to still his racing heart.
"It doesn't matter what I want anymore," JJ murmured. "It's about what the baby needs now."
"Does he know?"
"Will?" JJ asked. "Oh, yeah, he knows," she ground out. "First, he demanded and abortion," JJ cringed. "Then, he demanded a paternity test. I told him to go to hell. And that was the extent of our conversation. Guess you can see why we didn't work out, huh?"
"He sounds like a hell of prize," Dave growled. "You did the right thing, you know. Telling him to go to hell. He doesn't deserve the opportunity and you and the kid deserve better."
"Yeah, the baby's in for a real treat. A mother that works sixty hours a week and doesn't know the first thing about being a parent," JJ sighed, fingering a blade of grass. "I get to make a mess out of both our lives. And, I get to do it all alone."
Covering her trembling hand, Rossi grasped it warmly. "You're a strong woman, JJ. You'll figure it out.
And, for the record, you aren't alone."