AN: Ryan's college girlfriend is in town and she has a big surprise for Ryan...read and review please!

Ryan Wolfe was in the middle of an intense interrogation when he felt his phone vibrate in his pocket. He ignored it and focused on the suspect. He was pissed off because he knew the guy in the room with him was guilty of murdering his wife, but he did not have enough to convict him on evidence alone , so he needed to get a confession from him.

After two hours in interrogation, Ryan had to admit defeat for the time being. He could not get the guy to crack, and he could not keep him locked up either. It annoyed him to no end to have to just let a guy walk.

"Hey Wolfe, how'd it go?" Delko asked him as he walked out of the room, running his fingers through his hair in frustration. Ryan shook his head in annoyance.

"I've got nothing on him but a gut feeling that he's guilty...and now I have to let the guy just walk."

Delko shook his head, echoing his coworkers frustration.

"Alright, lets go look over the evidence again, see if there is anything we missed," Delko said, turning towards the lab. Ryan nodded as he took out his phone.

"Hold on, I'll meet you in a second, I have a voice mail," he said, heading outside the building. He dialed into his voice mail, punching the code and then listening earnestly, hoping it was someone with a lead on his case. Instead a female voice came through.

"Hey Ryan, um, this is Katrina Carson. I got your number off Doug. I know it's been a long time, but I'm actually going to be in Miami next week and I was wondering if you wanted to do lunch. My number is 978-555-8949. Hope to hear from you. Bye."

His voice mail went straight through the prompts before he realized the message was over and he was listening to silence. Finally he closed his phone.

"Well, that was unexpected," he said to himself, shaking his head in surprise.

He walked back into the building, grabbed the case file, and sat down in the break room with a cup of coffee. He started to flip through the files but found his mind was wandering. His eyes were looking at the papers in his hand, but his mind was thinking back 6 years.

"We knew this was going to happen, Ryan! You've got the police academy in Florida, I have my job offer here in Boston. We've been ignoring this situation for months, and we can't avoid it anymore!"

"Well what do you want from me, Kat? I'm not ready to get married!"

"What makes you think I am?! Just because we've been together all through college? I have my own life here in Boston, I'm not about to follow you to Florida like some lost puppy!

"Good, because the last thing I want now is someone holding me back!"

Ryan could still remember the sound the glass made as it hit the wall behind him, shattering when Kat threw it. She had kicked him out of the apartment they shared that night after two straight hours of fighting. Six years had passed and they had not spoken since.

"Stressed over the case?"

Ryan looked up and saw that Calleigh had entered the room.

"Yeah," he said, but Calleigh didn't fall for it. "Come on, Ryan, what's up?"

Ryan sighed and leaned back in his chair. "I just got a voice mail from my college girlfriend. She's going to be in Miami next week. I haven't seen or heard from her in almost six years."

"Are you going to see her?"

"I don't know, we were together all through college, even lived together, but things ended really badly..."

Calleigh smiled reassuringly. "People change though over time. Maybe it'll be fun to catch up."

Ryan finally smiled. "You are annoyingly cheerful sometimes, you know that?"

Several hours later, Ryan was finally leaving the lab. He sat in his car and then dialed Kat's number.

"Hello?" the voice on the line said.

"Hey, Kat, it's Ryan. I, uh, got your message. So you are going to be in Florida?"

"Yeah, I have a few meetings to attend and I decided to go for the week, take a bit of a vacation as well. I was really hoping to meet up...I want to talk...you know, catch up."

Ryan was a bit surprised. The Kat he had dated was confident, yet now she seemed at a loss for words. He assumed it was just because it had been so long since they had had any contact.

They talked for a few more minutes, making plans to meet at a restaurant in just a few days.


Ryan walked into his two bedroom apartment and threw his keys on the table. He headed right for the bathroom, stripping off his clothes and hopping into the shower. As he let the hot water beat down on him, his thoughts turned to his relationship with Kat. When they had first broken up, he had forced himself not to think about her, as it was too painful. Instead, he threw himself headfirst into his training.

Now, for the first time in years, he let himself remember. He remembered how they first met, the first week of classes at Boston College. They had sat next to each other in freshman English for weeks, making occasional small talk. Homecoming Weekend, he saw her across the room at a party and went over and talked to her. He remember how she was dressed simply but looked beautiful. They hung out that night, drinking together. Throughout their entire relationship she often teased him about his poor attempts to flirt that first night. He could always turn the tables back on her though, reminding her how her first experiences with tequila that night had her decorating the bushes outside her dorm. He had held her hair back and made sure she made it to her room, staying with her until he was sure her roommate had it under control.

He chuckled to himself as he remembered experiencing college with her. Attending parties together, learning their limits with alcohol. Keeping each other company during late night study sessions during finals week. They had both been virgins when they started college, and they shared that first experience together freshman year when Ryan's roommate went away for the weekend.

He also remembered the bad times too...they were passionate, temperamental people, and they loved to push each others buttons. They had moved into an apartment together in Cambridge their senior year, and the complete loss of space had lead to some nasty blowouts. The relationship ended right after graduation; Ryan was attending the Police Academy in Florida, and Kat had been offered a great opportunity with a company in Boston.

When his shower was done, he threw on some sweatpants, flipped on the TV, and made a sandwich. His thoughts flitted from Kat and the case all night.


Ryan was supposed to meet Kat at the restaurant in an hour, but unfortunately, his case had finally hit a break. He ducked outside quickly to call her.

"Hey, Kat, I don't think I'm going to make it to the restaurant. I am working on a big case. There are a few restaurants around here though. Why don't you meet me at the lab?"

He could hear her hesitation even through the phone. "Ryan, I don't think that's such a good idea,"

"Please Kat, I am really busy but I want to see you. I'll text you the address. Please come."

She finally agreed, and they hung up.

An hour later, he was in the DNA lab with Calleigh and Delko when a lab tech poked his head in. "Ryan, someone's at the front desk for you."

Ryan swallowed, suddenly nervous, and then headed through the door. Calleigh and Delko glanced at each other and then raced for the door, determined to get a glance at the girl.

They were right behind him and saw her at the same time he did. She was about 5'7, brown hair, blue eyes. She was dressed in black pinstripe pants and a white button down shirt. She was pretty, but there was nothing unremarkable about her appearance. What was interesting was the person with her. She was holding hands with a young girl in a yellow sundress. The girl had short brown hair in pigtails and green eyes.

Ryan walked right over. "Hey, Kat," he said with a smile. The two hugged and kissed on the cheek.

"And who are you?" Ryan asked, bending down on his knees and smiling at the young girl.

"This is my daughter, Anne," Kat explained.

"Well hello, Anne," Ryan said to her. "How old are you?"

The little girl smiled shyly. "I'm five," she said, keeping her grip on her moms hand.

Kat and Ryan's eyes met and suddenly the realization hit him hard.

The truth hit Calleigh and Delko at the same time. "Oh, wow," Calleigh whispered.

"No, you don't think...?" Delko couldn't even find the words.

Calleigh quickly did the math in her head. "It fits with the timeline, from what he's told me..."

Ryan stood up slowly, trying to comprehend and not fully believing it.

"Kat..." he started slowly.

Calleigh suddenly walked over, interrupting. Although she knew the situation was none of her business, she also knew that no one involved wanted the little girl to have to witness whatever was about to happen.

"Hi, you must be Katrina, I'll Calleigh, I'm Ryan's coworker." Kat and Calleigh shook hands. Calleigh bent down to Anne.

"Hi Anne, I'm Calleigh. I was going to go over to that vending machine and get a candy bar. If your mom says its ok, want to come with me?"

Anne nodded and looked at her mom.

"Sure hunny, but stay right here with Calleigh, ok?"

"Where are you going, Mommy?"

Calleigh answered for her. "Your mom is going to step outside with her friend for a few minutes, you and I can get a candy bar and sit right here, ok? Mom will be close by."

Anne nodded and took Calleighs hand while Kat shot her a grateful look. They walked away and Kat turned to Ryan, but he was already heading outside.

He head was spinning. He had done the math in his head and realized that the girl had to either be his, or she had cheated while they were together.

"Kat, please stop me from speculating and just tell me the truth..." he said.

Kat had tears in her eyes now. "Ryan, I'm so sorry I never told you..."

He lost his temper at that. "How the fuck do you go five years without telling me I had a child!?"

Kat was visibly upset at his yelling, but held her ground. "I found out I was pregnant right after we broke up. You had made it very clear that you didn't want anything to hold you back..."

"and you thought I would just abandon my own kid?!"

Kat was yelling now too. "No, but I didn't want you to give everything up because of an obligation! So I raised her myself..."

"So why tell me now?"

"Years of guilt I couldn't handle anymore...that, and my company promoted me and offered me a choice of two separate locations...Miami or Denver."

"Let me guess, you want to go to Denver...you always were a skier..." Ryan was still shaking with anger and shock, and he wouldn't look at her when he talked.

"Yes...but I also think I've denied my daughter a chance to know her father..."

Finally Ryan looked at her.

"What are you saying...?"

"I'm saying...that if you want too...I will move here, and let you get to know your daughter...I've been unfair to you and Anne for five years...it's about time I made up for that..."

Ryan didn't know what to say. He just started at the ground.

"Look, I've given you a lot to handle today...I'm going to take Anne and go...I'm in Miami until Saturday. You can think it over and call me when you are ready. Or not call me...it's up to you..."

Kat walked back into the building then, leaving Ryan standing outside.