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Truth Pt. 2

Lisbon lay down in her bed, blankets wrapped around her. Jane had brought her home five hours before and hadn't left. He refused to leave her, telling her 'it'd be fun to help out'. She wanted him to leave, she couldn't make him, and especially with the way she was currently feeling. She didn't feel like arguing with the consultant.

She heard him knock slightly on her door, she raised her head slightly from the pillow, and there he was, checking on her once more. This time he brought her two slices of toast. She heard him walk into her bedroom, stopping before her.

"You need something in your stomach," she wanted to groan, yell out to him saying that she didn't want to eat, even though the nausea has gotten better over the past few hours. It was barely there. She was just tired, "C'mon, Lisbon," to him it was almost as if talking to a child that didn't want to take their cough medicine.

She pushed herself up slowly, looking at him, he smiled at her, she took a wild guess, her hair was everywhere. She stretched slightly before she took her right hand and rubbed her right eye briefly, "What time is it?"

She was about to look around for her clock, but he answered for her, "2:54," she looked back at him, how could she sleep that long?

"You needed that sleep," he handed her a glass of water, she gladly took it and drank it down, her dry throat welcomed the cool liquid gratefully, "And now, you need to eat," he handed her the plate.

He watched as she took the plate into her hands, she fingered the sides of the toast before she picked up one of them and took a bite. Her stomach was grateful, it shocked her. She then took another larger bite, then another. She swallowed it.

He smiled at her, "Told you you'd be hungry," she continued eating, "After all, you are eating for two," she stopped and looked up at him. His face was soft, caring. She put the piece of toast back down at the plate, she then placed it on the end table. Her gaze shifted once more to him.

"I beg your pardon?"

He continued to stand before her, unmoving, "I'm just letting you know what to expect in the next few months," he paused, watching her expression intently, "You have a doctor's appointment tomorrow morning at ten."

She was still in shock.

Pregnant?

"Jane?"

His gaze pierced hers with the most intense blue. For the first time in six weeks, she saw a flicker of happiness appear.

…

Teresa nervously fiddled with her thumbs. The room she was currently in made her feel unsteady, just plain unsteady. She sat on a stool, next to the table, not wanting to feel like the expectant mother yet. Jane was looking at the colourful posters on the walls before him.

"Mrs. Lisbon?" a middle-aged doctor poked her head in.

Teresa turned her head towards the older woman, "Agent," she corrected, the doctor didn't expect such a petite woman to be an agent.

"Ah, well, Agent Lisbon," the woman took a few more steps into the room, "Dr. Denny," Teresa smiled at the woman and got up and got up onto the table in the middle of the room, "I see your husband's nervous," she motioned towards Jane. The man who was certainly not her husband.

"Oh, he's not my husband," the doctor looked up at her from her chart, then back at Jane, then eyeing the ring on his finger, "He's just…" she didn't know how to say this. She saw Dr. Denny look down at Jane's finger. She would think less of her. Definitely not her intention.

"I see," she paused, "Is he the father?"

"Yes," Jane answered for her.

Dr. Denny nodded, "All right, well," she paused, "Would you like to change into the gown that Nurse Jaymes handed you earlier?" Exactly what she did not want to wear, "I would rather do a transvaginal ultrasound for our first visit," Jane smiled at Teresa's expression. She did not want to do this with Jane in the room.

Teresa leaned in closer to the doctor, "Could he leave during the procedure?"

He heard her though and stepped forward, "And not let me take a first glance at my child," he was trying to make her feel guilty. It was working. She put her head down, her stomach uneasy again.

She looked back up, rolled her eyes slightly before she took the gown from Dr. Denny. She then left the room to change. So many thoughts were running through her mind at the moment. For one, she was going to be a mother soon. That thought scared her.

How was she going to tell the team?

Minnelli?

After changing, she walked back towards the room. She stepped in and walked towards the center of the room, carefully getting up on the table. She eyed the stir ups that were currently there, waiting for her legs. God she didn't want to do this.

She placed her legs in the stirrups slowly, then Dr. Denny placed a sheet over her legs, she closed her eyes. When she reopened them, Jane was standing right next to her, his hand close to her arm. Then he picked it up and rested it on her shoulder, and then he moved it down her arm and grasped her hand.

Then she felt the discomfort of the transducer entering her body.

Dr. Denny cleared a few things up on the screen in front of her, looking at the screen in front of her. She waited a few seconds before she smiled, "There's your baby," Jane looked at the screen and smiled, he looked down at Teresa, she smiled. Her baby was real. Their baby was real.

It was all real now.

A fourth part anyone?