It was the weekend after their meal with the Creighton-Wards and the press still hadn't given in. Lucy had decided to take the boys out of town for a long weekend, hoping to hit two birds with one stone and visit the New York office at the same time. Ruth had volunteered to go along to help look after the boys.

She had hoped to sneak out of the penthouse before any of the boys woke, but Scott had always been an early bird like his father.

"Mom?" He frowned, rubbing his eyes, "Where are you going?"

She sighed and set down her purse, crouching to his level, "I need to go to your Dad's old office to sort some things out sweet but I'll be back for lunch time."

Scott looked down, a small frown on his face, "Can I not come with you?"

Lucy paused, she'd never expected that any of the boys would want to go to the office, they had always complained about their father's work when they had been in New York with him. How could she deny him though?

"Of course, go and get your coat and we'll go." Secretly she knew his company would make the trip easier, but she would never admit that to herself. As Scott came back, pulling the zip on his coat up, she had to smile at how like his father he was, even if he didn't realise it.

She took his hand as they left the penthouse and headed across to the other side of the city, not quite sure what to expect from the office she hadn't visited for almost a year.

"Mrs Tracy." Martha, Jeff's long time secretary and personal assistant, stood when she spotted the widow heading in her direction, "I wasn't expecting you."

Lucy smiled to her and glanced down to the little boy holding her hand, Scott, Martha recalled, the eldest of the five boys.

"I'm sorry Martha, we were just in town and…"

She shook her head as Lucy trailed off, "It is no problem, I understand," She turned to the office door, "I've done my best to leave it alone, but also keep it clean at the same time. Nobody else has been in there."

Lucy smiled but her eyes were disapproving, "While I appreciate it, you really didn't have to Martha."

Martha smiled and shook her head, knowing that really Lucy didn't mind. The pair had gotten to know each other well between business meetings and dropping papers off at the penthouse during the most busy times for Jeff. It was hard for the secretary to not expect her old boss to step through the heavy set doors and pull his wife into his arms and ruffle his son's hair.

Lucy took a breath, her eyes stinging as she looked to the door, "I didn't expect it to be so hard."

Lucy had to smile at the memory of her waters breaking right as she had opened the door for Martha back home. Martha had truly seen her at both her best and worst, she was like another member of the Tracy family, as were many of Jeff's closest colleagues.

She looked down as Scott spoke up, "It's okay Mom, we've got all day." He paused to think for a moment, "You know what Dad would say though?"

"What's that?" Martha smiled for Lucy.

"It's better to rip it off like a plaster." He smiled, "Wouldn't he Mom?"

Lucy smiled and nodded to her son, running her fingers through his thick hair, "Yeah, you're right Scotty."

"I'll be right out here if you need anything," Martha smiled as Lucy stepped up to the door and twisted the handle. She swallowed hard as the warm scent of the office washed over her, reminding her once again of her husband.

Scott slipped into the room ahead of her, opening the blinds and grinning at the view out over the city. Lucy stepped up behind her eldest, resting a hand lightly on his shoulder, "Your father always loved this view."

"You can see lots," Scott nodded, "Like you're on top of the world."

Lucy smiled with a nod, "Yeah, and you know what's best?"

Scott looked up to her with wide eyes, "What?"

"If you come at the right time of day, you can watch the sun set behind those buildings." She pointed towards the horizon. Her hand dropped as she sunk down onto the sofa looking out of the full length window, "You won't remember, but your Dad asked me to marry him here, back when we only owned this floor and the business was just getting going." She laughed softly at the memory, running her fingers through Scott's hair as he sat down next to her, "We were on our way out for dinner, you were meant to be with Grandma but she was sick. So, we bought you with us. Your Dad said that he needed to pick something up from the office, he knew I loved the sun set and insisted we went with him."

Sighing, Lucy looked out to the skyline, tears stung her eyes as she recalled the evening perfectly, how she stepped into the room with her first baby, only a few months old. She'd stood at the window, humming softly to the baby as Jeff routed around in his desk. When he'd slipped an arm around her waist she had looked up to him, the orange light of the sun lighting up his face.

"I'll always remember thinking," She sighed as she watched Scott, "That it didn't matter that things started out not quite as we planned, or that we were so young. We were happy, and even if he hadn't have proposed that night, I don't doubt that things wouldn't have been exactly the same."

Scott smiled at the story, "Is that why Grandma used to sometimes call me the accident? I wasn't meant to be born when I was."

Lucy scooped the little boy up in her arms and squeezed him tight, "Yes, but that doesn't mean we love you any less." She kissed his cheek.

"Mom!" Scott groaned with a giggle, "I know that!"

"Good," She set him down on the floor as she stood up, "Now, are we going to start on this tidying up?"

"Scott can you pass me another box please?" Lucy asked as she flicked through a stack of files, each filled with old business ideas that had never taken off. When her son didn't reply, she looked up. She sighed in relief when she spotted Scott, staring up at a man and his daughter in the doorway. Stepping around the desk, Lucy smiled as Scott spoke, "I remember you, you're Dad's friend."

"Kyrano," Lucy smiled as she greeted her old friend with a hug, "What are you doing here?"

The man smiled back to her and gestured for her to take a seat, "It's all over the news that you're all in town, I went to the apartment and found Ruth with the other boys and then I came here."

Lucy sighed as she sat back on the sofa, "I should have known we'd only get more attention here."

Kyrano shook his head, resting his hand over Lucy's, "The vultures will get their fill whilst you're here, when you go home they will be bored and will find someone else to plague."

Lucy raised a wary eyebrow as her hand rested over her belly, "You really think so?"

"Jeff hired me as head of security, not just for the business," He sat back against the leather with a confident smile, "You know that. Besides, I have my sources, apparently there's going to be quite the scand-"

"Don't," Lucy held up her hand, "The less I know the better."

Kyrano laughed, standing up and going over to the mahogany desk, his hand stroking over the smooth varnished wood.

"I've actually been waiting for you to come here," He told her, glancing up as she sat forward. Out of the corner of his eye he could see that the children were suitably distracted as he scanned his thumb and opened up the secret compartment of the desk, "Jeff had approached me with an idea, I didn't want to throw it on you when you were still struggling," He pulled out the paper file and turned to sit back with her, "But I felt like I should broach it with you."

The corner of his mouth ticked up as Lucy took the file, slowly leafing through it. He knew what she was like, she had the same morals as Jeff always had, she had been born into the military background Jeff had gone into as a young man. Both had seen the suffering of innocent people, and he knew that if someone had been able to get to Jeff quicker, he wouldn't have been sat with her in that office.

Kyrano didn't waste any time in asking Lucy for her thoughts as she closed the file, "What do you think?"

She nodded, taking a moment to process the last of the information. "It's bold," She stated, folding her hands over the folder and looking to Kyrano, "I'm hardly surprised that Jeff supported it."

She flicked back through the folder, "It will take a long time to get this off of the ground, the funding alone…"

"Jeff had already started to set the money to one side," Kyrano explained, "But the designs and logistics still need to be finalised." He coughed, "I didn't plan on getting over involved with it all, but it felt wrong to just leave it. If you'd like I can organise a meeting with the people Jeff had approached regarding it…"

Lucy shook her head, "Kyrano, from scanning over these plans, it looks like a marvelous idea. I couldn't just manage it on my own, not on top of everything else."

Kyrano sat back, raising an eyebrow, "What are you implying Lucy?"

She watched him thoughtfully for a moment, thinking carefully of how to word her offer before she spoke, "I'd be willing to take the project up, if you were willing to take the reins for me?"

He looked over to the two children playing, Lucy followed the gaze, smiling softly at the pair. She ducked her head as she murmured, "You'd be able to spend more time at home with her."

Kyrano looked back to Lucy and smiled, "I think you've got yourself a deal then."