What She Took From Us

Two Lines

JJ stared at the test on the bathroom counter.
Then at the second one.
Then the third.
"No."
Her voice came out barely above a whisper.
Three tests.
Same answer.
Pregnant.
JJ sat down on the closed toilet lid and stared at the wall.
It didn't make sense.
Will had been dead.
There had been no one else.
No possibility.
No explanation.
She pressed both hands over her face.
For several minutes, she tried to think like an FBI agent.
Dates.
Appointments.
Medications.
Anything that could create a false positive.
But the blood test she had gotten later that morning had confirmed it.
Pregnant.
Definitely.
JJ left the doctor's office in a daze.
She didn't call Emily.
Didn't call Garcia.
Didn't tell Henry or Michael.
There was only one person she wanted.
Spencer.
And Spencer was across the country teaching.
So JJ booked a flight.