It's A BAMF (3/?)
Title: It's A BAMF
Character/Pairing: Taylor/Wash
Word Count: 590 for this chapter
Genre: Romance, Humor
Rating: T
Spoiler Alert: Season 1
Summary: She wasn't pregnant. There was no way. She didn't care how many knowing looks her husband gave her, forty year olds Didn't have babies.
Author's Note: No Taylor/Wash fic would be complete without Jim, right? ^_^
*Looks Around* Nope. Still don't own it.
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
She's 10 weeks along when Shannon figures it out.
She's sitting at Nathaniel's desk, acting as Commander while he was OTG, with a plex in her hand when she hears footsteps racing up the stairs outside, followed by an "Out of my way, Reynolds." before the door slams open and a half-crazed Jim Shannon appears at it. They lock eyes immediately, and he smiles fiendishly as he closes the door behind him and leans up against it.
This can't be good.
He points a finger at her.
"I know." He says simply. She quirks a brow at him when he doesn't elaborate.
He wags his finger at her before repeating himself. "Wash, I know!"
She puts the plex down and fixes her face in an annoyed scowl. "Shannon, what the hell are you talking about?"
"You know." He says, folding his arms in front of his chest.
Alicia clenches her fists, resisting the urge to throw something at the man. "I say again, what the hell are you talking about?" he opens his mouth to speak and she quickly adds, "More than two words, Shannon."
The impish grin on his face widens as he stalks toward the desk, wagging his finger again. "You've been going to see Elizabeth every week for the past two weeks, you don't hang at Boylan's anymore, Reynolds tells me you've stopped sparring with the soldiers, and-" he pauses when he reaches the desk, reaching out a hand to touch her cheek, "Your face is looking a bit on the chubby side." She slaps his hand away with a growl, and he practically leaps back, hands up in surrender. The damned grin never leaves his face though, and she levels him with a glare.
"You know what I'm talking about," he says before whispering his next words dramatically, "And I know."
Alicia had sworn Elizabeth to secrecy, and there was no doubt in her mind that the good doctor had kept her word, so she's a bit peeved that her irksome friend has figured out her secret. She's irritated, but she's not surprised. He is a cop, after all. She flops back into the chair, sighing and rubbing her brow in exasperation. "How'd you find out?" She asks without looking at him. He shrugs. "I'm a cop, Wash. Besides all of the other evidence, it's practically written all over your face. You've got the same 'scared shitless' look I had when Liz was pregnant with Josh."
Alicia rolls her eyes, even though she knows he can't see them, "Look Shannon, you've gotta keep quiet about this. Me and Nathaniel weren't planning on going public about it until I reached twelve weeks. I'm only ten weeks now, so we're not out of the woods just yet." She peeks from under her hand at his still grinning face, "I trust you'll be able to keep your damn mouth shut until we give the ok?"
"Yeah, yeah, sure. Whatever you say." He says honestly.
A few beats of silence pass between them, her looking irritated, hiding her eyes beneath her hand again, and him staring at the desk, looking like the cat that caught the canary.
"Hmm… Wash is having a baby," he mutters just as the silence was beginning to get awkward, something akin to amazement in his tone. He brings his eyes up to her face again, his child-like grin still ever-present. "I'm gonna be an uncle!"
She rolls her eyes again, tries (and fails) to fight the smile that tugs at the corners of her lips.
Character/Pairing: Taylor/Wash
Word Count: 590 for this chapter
Genre: Romance, Humor
Rating: T
Spoiler Alert: Season 1
Summary: She wasn't pregnant. There was no way. She didn't care how many knowing looks her husband gave her, forty year olds Didn't have babies.
Author's Note: No Taylor/Wash fic would be complete without Jim, right? ^_^
*Looks Around* Nope. Still don't own it.
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
She's 10 weeks along when Shannon figures it out.
She's sitting at Nathaniel's desk, acting as Commander while he was OTG, with a plex in her hand when she hears footsteps racing up the stairs outside, followed by an "Out of my way, Reynolds." before the door slams open and a half-crazed Jim Shannon appears at it. They lock eyes immediately, and he smiles fiendishly as he closes the door behind him and leans up against it.
This can't be good.
He points a finger at her.
"I know." He says simply. She quirks a brow at him when he doesn't elaborate.
He wags his finger at her before repeating himself. "Wash, I know!"
She puts the plex down and fixes her face in an annoyed scowl. "Shannon, what the hell are you talking about?"
"You know." He says, folding his arms in front of his chest.
Alicia clenches her fists, resisting the urge to throw something at the man. "I say again, what the hell are you talking about?" he opens his mouth to speak and she quickly adds, "More than two words, Shannon."
The impish grin on his face widens as he stalks toward the desk, wagging his finger again. "You've been going to see Elizabeth every week for the past two weeks, you don't hang at Boylan's anymore, Reynolds tells me you've stopped sparring with the soldiers, and-" he pauses when he reaches the desk, reaching out a hand to touch her cheek, "Your face is looking a bit on the chubby side." She slaps his hand away with a growl, and he practically leaps back, hands up in surrender. The damned grin never leaves his face though, and she levels him with a glare.
"You know what I'm talking about," he says before whispering his next words dramatically, "And I know."
Alicia had sworn Elizabeth to secrecy, and there was no doubt in her mind that the good doctor had kept her word, so she's a bit peeved that her irksome friend has figured out her secret. She's irritated, but she's not surprised. He is a cop, after all. She flops back into the chair, sighing and rubbing her brow in exasperation. "How'd you find out?" She asks without looking at him. He shrugs. "I'm a cop, Wash. Besides all of the other evidence, it's practically written all over your face. You've got the same 'scared shitless' look I had when Liz was pregnant with Josh."
Alicia rolls her eyes, even though she knows he can't see them, "Look Shannon, you've gotta keep quiet about this. Me and Nathaniel weren't planning on going public about it until I reached twelve weeks. I'm only ten weeks now, so we're not out of the woods just yet." She peeks from under her hand at his still grinning face, "I trust you'll be able to keep your damn mouth shut until we give the ok?"
"Yeah, yeah, sure. Whatever you say." He says honestly.
A few beats of silence pass between them, her looking irritated, hiding her eyes beneath her hand again, and him staring at the desk, looking like the cat that caught the canary.
"Hmm… Wash is having a baby," he mutters just as the silence was beginning to get awkward, something akin to amazement in his tone. He brings his eyes up to her face again, his child-like grin still ever-present. "I'm gonna be an uncle!"
She rolls her eyes again, tries (and fails) to fight the smile that tugs at the corners of her lips.