I don't know if this is accurate, but based on spoilers that I've heard. This is saying what may happen. The official spoilers say that they make a big announcement, but the unofficial comment boards all say that she is pregnant. These are the events that lead to the announcement in bleeding heart. I am not sure, but I'm bored of my mind so here goes nothing.
This chapter is basically a intro/ background story.
Disclaimer I don't own the Mentalist, if I did, I wouldn't be going crazy trying to figure out what's going on.
Grace Van Pelt was packing her bags to head home to Sacramento, California and her boyfriend, Wayne Rigsby.
She had gone to Iowa for Christmas, he had wanted to come, but her dad was old fashioned. Her dad never understood the relationship between her and Wayne. With him it was black and white: you were either together or you weren't; no sort of, no exceptions. She had been feeling weird lately, but she just figured it was her paranoid nerves or at least until her first bout of morning sickness on the plane, but even then she didn't think it was true. She didn't know what it was until it happened again, what it truly was. At first she didn't know how she was going to handle this. It could ruin both of their careers. She took the first test on Christmas Eve. While her little nieces and nephew were anxiously awaiting Santa Claus, she was anxiously awaiting her pregnancy test results. When it came back positive, she took 5 more, all positive. Christmas morning she sat silently on the couch holding her one-year-old niece, who was scared by her older brother and cousins. She couldn't help, but think about how, this time next year she'd be in this same room, holding her own baby in her arms and hopefully Wayne beside her. A million thoughts were going through her mind, but as she looked at her niece, they all just melted away.
She told her mom that afternoon. And she looked at her with kind eyes and said, "That's great, Grace. It might not be the best time, but it's great." She then enveloped her into a mother-daughter hug.
Later as her mom was preparing dinner and her nieces and nephew were playing with their toys, she put on her North Face jacket and matching gloves and tucked the cuffs of her favorite jeans into her UGG boots, put her hair into a low ponytail and went for a walk outside with her dad.
The Van Pelt's had a pond on their property and a gazebo in front of it and the ground was covered in snow. They walked through the snow talking and laughing and then sat on the bench in the gazebo. She looked at him, clasped his hands in hers, looked him in the eye, and said, "Daddy, I'm pregnant." He didn't yell, he didn't get mad like she thought he would he just held her in his arms and whispered into her hair, "It's all gonna be okay Bumblebee."
She knew he meant it because he hadn't called her Bumblebee since her older sister killed herself. She remembered it like yesterday. She was 10 and her older sister, Ashleigh, was 17. They were home by themselves because her two brothers, Michael, who was 14, and Adam, who was 7, had a soccer tournament several towns away and their parents had been gone all weekend. That Saturday night Ashleigh asked Grace to go downstairs and grab some Mac and Cheese out of the cupboard. She didn't think much of it, they were like two peas in a pod, Ladybug and Bumblebee, and always did things like this together. She grabbed the Mac and Cheese and sat down to watch an old Scooby Doo rerun. She didn't think anything of it until the episode was over and Ashleigh hadn't come down yet. She walked upstairs and called her sister's name, but didn't get an answer. She walked into her sister's room and saw her sister asleep on the bed, the phone dangling beside her. She didn't know what was going on; her sister had tossed the pill bottle to the floor and hidden the bottle of tequila before she passed out. Grace tried to wake her sister up before she picked up the phone and dialed 9-1-1. She told the operator her address and what was going on. By the time they got there her sister had died and she learned what suicide meant.
As she was enclosed on her father's arms she felt tears fall.
"I love him, Daddy. I really love him. I haven't told him yet because I was trying to find a good way to do it. He knows I love him, but what if he thinks I tell him because I'm pregnant with his child?" She said pulling away.
"There's more than one way to let someone know you love them," he said, "I didn't tell your Mama that I loved her until we were engaged, but she knew that I loved her."
"We should get back." He said standing her up.
On the day before New Year's Eve she went to the doctor and got everything she needed. She didn't want to tell Wayne, not yet. On New Year's Eve they counted down together via laptop cameras and when the clock struck midnight, they each kissed the screen.
Now it was January 7, 2010 and she was getting ready to go back home. She had put in several extra shifts so that she could stay in Iowa longer.
The next morning she got on the plane and suffered her morning sickness again, but she forgot all about it when she walked out onto the baggage claim.
Rigsby was standing there and the minute he saw her, his face lit up and he grinned from ear to ear. She didn't know if it was hormones or she had really missed him that much, or just a little of both, but she ran to him and starting kissing him as he lifted her up.
"I missed you so much. I love you so, so much." She said when he put her down and they walked over to the luggage carousel. Her dad had been right, Wayne wasn't very surprised that she told him that she loves him, he already knew.
"It was hell here while you were gone. Everyday Jane would say 'Oh, is Grace not back yet?" and then look straight at me. It made me so frustrated, but now you're back." He said smiling as he pulled her suitcase off of the luggage carousel.
He wrapped him arm around her waist and pressed a kiss to her temple and they went out to the car. That night she fell asleep in his arms while they were watching the movie, He's Just Not That Into You, that her older brother, Michael, had gotten her as a joke because even though she had a boyfriend, he wasn't her boyfriend on paper or officially.
She woke up at 5:30 that morning, about an hour before they were supposed to get up, with morning sickness. This was how it happened for about a week. Changes in her behavior were noticeable, but were so slight that not even Jane noticed them.
She kept it a secret for about a week but then, after a case where he had to go undercover and women were all over him, she told him.