-Sequel to Secrets.
Backstory, death, and becoming unhinged is all part of Y/N's continuous journey with the boys, but how does she handle it?
tw: mention of death, torture and blood. if you are uncomfortable with these themes, please don't read!!
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You got to the agency early the next morning so you could update Changmin on the case, but on your way to his office you felt sick. You hurried into the bathroom and into the stall, throwing up. You washed your mouth out and rinsed your face, finally realizing that this pregnancy was going to be a very long journey.
You finally got to Changmin's office and knocked. "Come in."
You walked in and smiled, taking your seat in front of him. "Mr. Song's alibi checked out. Today we're going to check out one of Mrs. Song's coworkers, check on her calls, credit card statements, and get the autopsy reports from Blade."
He nodded. "You and your team just do what you do best."
"Yes sir." You got up to leave, but he called your name. "Yes?"
"Everything okay? Your skin is glowing and you seem to be- hiding something."
You smiled and slowly walked back up to his desk. "Uh, Jisung doesn't know yet, but, I'm pregnant."
He stood up, just looking at you, with something in his eyes. "Seriously? You've been to the doctor and it's confirmed?"
You nodded and he walked around his desk, hugging you tight. "How do I tell him?"
"Just tell him, Y/N. He'll be happy in any way that you tell him." He replied. "Gosh, if only your mother were here."
You laughed softly. "I'm sure she knows."
He let go and patted your head, in that fatherly way he always did, and sent you off to the squad room. On your desk was a coffee and a muffin. You smiled as you picked up your phone, which had started ringing, and answered.
"Y/N," Blade said. "I finished the autopsy and I have the full report. Can you come down?"
"Yeah, I'll be right there."
You hung up and grabbed your breakfast, heading down to autopsy. When you walked in, Blade basically pulled you to the autopsy table, where Mrs. Song was covered.
"As we predicted, Mrs. Song here did not commit suicide." She said as she grabbed her clipboard and showed it to you. "The drug screening came back, and she had extreme amounts of Diazepam, or Valium, in her system, but she also had immense amounts of alcohol in her system as well. Mixing Valium and alcohol, especially at these amounts, is fatal. I even took the liberty of looking into her medications- she was never prescribed Valium in her life."
You looked over the clipboard and furrowed your eyebrows. "Someone shoved these pills down her throat and drowned her in alcohol. Thank you, Blade."
You hurried back up to the squad room, where you found the boys sitting at their desks and yawning as if they hadn't slept in days.
"Did you guys sleep last night?" They all mumbled something incoherent, so you sat at your desk. "Who brought me the breakfast?"
"I did." Jisung said, his hand raised and his head down on his desk. "I came in earlier than usual so I could eat breakfast with you, but then I feel asleep."
