If ever there was a case I wish Deeks and I hadn’t caught but simultaneously am glad we did, it was today’s. As Deeks pointed out, given our recent history this was a tough one for us. It was so hard for me to imagine being desperate enough to abandon a baby when all of my desperation lately has been about conceiving or adopting one. I think that’s why it took me so long to clue into the fact that the Petty Officer had been sexually assaulted. I give her a lot of credit for deciding to keep the baby after all.
I would never admit this to anyone but my husband, but part of me was hoping Sofia wouldn’t change her mind about giving up the baby. And that since Deeks and I were there, she would offer to let us adopt her. Pure fantasy, I know, but my heart hurts a little anyway. I bet if I mention this to Deeks in the morning, he’ll confess that he had similar thoughts and feelings. Maybe we’ll start the day off tomorrow by making each other feel better.
In the meantime, since it’s now after midnight, before I slip back into bed I’m going to get an early start on celebrating pi day tomorrow with a slice of that chocolate cream pie that’s calling my name (and NOT Abcde) from the fridge.