Well you guys, I know I haven't written in a long time. Even after I said I would. And for that I am sorry. I have been so caught up in school things that I have let my time slip away. Here it is almost summer and I have let you all down. Well, it is time to fix that. This is just a little drabble on what I would like to see happen in season 7.

Kate was reclined back on her couch, flipping through her personal copy of Deadly Heat for what seemed like the billionth time.

She was far beyond the point of killing to have him back. However, when offered by Martha, she couldn't bring herself to stay in the loft. Although she would have and still would love for nothing more than him to come sweeping in the door and hold her, she couldn't face the pain of staying in that place. Not when, deep down inside of her, she knew that she was the reason he was gone. Not when she knew that if it hadn't been for her that he would be at home now with his mother and daughter. Alexis and Martha both still tried to look after Kate, but she couldn't handle seeing the hurt in their eyes. She had taken away one thing that they both needed.

That they all needed.

It had taken everything in her not to be like her father and throw herself into a bottle of whiskey. She knew too well that it would do nothing good, so she did the next best thing. She threw herself into her work. Into proving that his death was staged and that somebody had kidnapped him. Someone that wanted to get even with her. Lord knows she had pissed off enough people in the last few years for it to have been true. But no matter what angle she looked from, it appeared to just be an accident. She never stopped though. Kate kept on until she had worked herself nearly to death. She had lost twenty pounds, all but refused to eat, withdrew herself from her friends, and began to become agitated if anyone tried to help her.

She didn't mean to snap on her friends. But she was tired of hearing how she was wrong. How she needed to accept the fact that he was gone. She knew she had to keep looking, because it was like he had told her the day before he disappeared. What's a great love story without obstacles to overcome? Every fairy tale has them. But it had been six months since then, and she was pretty sure that her life was not meant to be a love story, but a tragedy.

As she skimmed through the pages, her phone buzzed. Without thinking she pulled it out an answered. "Yea?"

Alexis answered on the other end, voice shaking a little. "Hey, Kate, it's me. I was wondering if you wanted to come over to the loft for lunch. I wanted to talk to you."

Kate was about to decline when she looked down habitually to the book again. She had unknowingly landed on the dedication. She read it silently, smiling for the first time in a while.

To KB: May the dance never end and the music never stop.

She took a deep breath and answered on the exhale. "Sure Alexis. Not like I'm busy. I'll be over in about an hour."

"Thanks Kate. I'll see you soon."

When she hung up, Alexis looked over to Ryan. "Tell me again, why do you guys need to get in her place?"

Ryan looked over to Javier for a second, who nodded in silent agreement, before answering. "Alexis, I know we have kept you and Martha in the dark for a while but we are sure now that your dad is not dead. We think it was 3XK again and if it was he would have left something at Kate's. However, if we tell her, then she will drive herself insane trying to find what she has missed. Her place needs a new set of eyes to look over it."

Alexis simply nodded, taking in all of the information.

Javier then stepped up. "Look, I know this is hard Alexis, but you can't tell her anything. We are going to get your dad back, and then maybe he can bring her back. She is lost and we are afraid if she thinks she missed something that nothing will bring her back."

Alexis nodded and walked them to the door. "I will keep her here and keep your secret. Bring my dad back though. And fast."

Both of the detectives smiled wearily before giving the red head a hug and leaving. She shut the door behind them and rested back against it. She knew that Kate thought she had brought a curse on their family and she just hoped that they were able to get her dad back before Kate let the guilt eat her alive.