(Y/n) sat between the two men, using the back of her sleeve to wipe the tears from her cheeks. She hated appearing so weak, even in front of Jim and Harvey; but to discover that she had accidentally dropped the tester. That that had been the way that Alfred had found out that she was with child, just seemed to make the sad feeling that had been growing inside her, even worse. And now, the tears didn't want to stop.

"Hey, hey..............." Harvey said quietly, as he pulled her to him. (Y/n) resting her head on his shoulder.

"Everything will be ok. Me and Jim will make sure of it........" He added. Harvey looking to Jim, as his words just seemed to make (Y/n) cry all the more.

"Do you...........do you want to tell us what happened?" Jim chimed in. The younger man not sure whether his question would help any; but if they could find out what had happened, what had gone wrong between (Y/n) and Alfred, then they might be able to help. Though what form that help would take, he wasn't all together sure.

"I............" (Y/n) began, with a snotty sniff. Jim taking out his handkerchief and offering it to her, as she turned and looked at him.

"I'm sorry for not telling you both. I'm sorry for lying to you, making you think that it was something to do with a case. It's just that I thought it was better that Alfred knew first." The female detective continued, before blowing her nose.

"It had taken me all day to summon up the courage to go and see him. To tell him about.........about...........but on the drive to Wayne Manor, I got this idea in my head, that he had enough on his plate as it was, with his new responsibilities for Bruce, that the last thing he would need was this. That I had probably read too much into what was going on between us, and he didn't really care about me, that I was just some stupid woman that had let him have his fun, and the last thing I should do, was force him into anything. That I shouldn't think that he would want to be with me, just because of this. (Y/n) explained through the tears. Jim and Harvey just looking at one another.

"I decided that I needed to know the answer to one question before I told him anything. I needed him to tell me if he loved me or not.............."

"And he said no............?" Harvey enquired, beginning to feel the anger grow inside him. Not sure how any man could be stupid enough to not love (Y/n).

"No............he didn't say anything. He just looked at me like a startled rabbit in the headlights. You'd have thought by the look on his face, that I had just asked him to throw himself from a building............"

"Well.........maybe he was just a little shocked................"

"He was shocked!" (Y/n) exclaimed, as she looked at Jim in disbelief.

"He was shocked? What do you think I've been all day? I just find out that I am going to be a mother. That I have a life growing inside me, and its father doesn't feel anything for me, and you tell me that Alfred is shocked..........!" (Y/n) continued, glaring at Jim for a moment, before turning fully to Harvey, and burying her head into his chest.

"Yeah Jimbo. How do you think (Y/n) feels......." Harvey agreed. Jim just scowling at his partner, as (Y/n) went back to crying.

"So, sweetheart, what do you want to do now...............?" The Irishman continued, as he felt the tears soak through his shirt to his skin.

"I.........I don't know. I haven't been able to think straight. I just keep worrying that I am going to be a bad mother. That I will screw up this kid's life..........."

"Hey, you are going to be a wonderful mother, (Y/n). The best mom..........."

"And they'll have their uncle Harvey and Jim to look to too..........." Harvey interrupted. Smiling broadly, as (Y/n) sniffed and nodded; doing her best to give him a smile in return.

"But maybe you should go and speak to Alfred again, before you think about anything else. Maybe you should actually tell him that you are pregnant, instead of him just seeing a couple of lines on a tester. And if, after you have talked, you still think the same. He still can't tell you if he feels anything for you; then me and Harvey will do all we can to help you.............." Jim continued. (Y/n) seeming to think for a moment. Her hand moving over her belly, before she slowly nodded her head. The two men getting to their feet, before helping (Y/n) up from the seat and taking her out of the bar.

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Alfred sat there, looking at his phone. He had tried to call (Y/n) again, and again, after he had spoken to Jim Gordon. After he had told the detective what had happened. Jim telling him that he would call him back once he and Bullock had found her. Yet all that seemed like hours ago now, and he had still not heard anything back. The butler beginning to worry; beginning to think that perhaps Gordon and Bullock hadn't been able to find her, that something might have happened to her. Alfred quickly reaching for his phone and calling Jim's number; the ex-SAS operative, groaning in frustration, as now the detective's phone when to message.

He had been able to do nothing but think about (Y/n); about the fact that he was going to be a dad. About how stupid he had been, to not tell her when she had asked, that he did love her. That he loved her more than he ever thought that he could love anyone. That he felt lucky that she cared for him, and that he couldn't thank her enough for giving him the best gift that anyone could ask for.

Suddenly, there was a knock at the kitchen door. Alfred slowly getting to his feet and making his way back into the room. His heart staring to pound violently, as he saw Gordon and Bullock through the window. The worst thoughts filling his head as he opened the door. Thoughts that they were going to tell him the worst; that they were going to say that he had lost her.

"Someone has agreed to talk to you............" Jim said, before he and Harvey moved out of the way. Alfred unable to stop himself from smiling, as (Y/n) appeared and looked up at him. Unable to stop himself from pulling her into his arms and holding her tight.