It had been two months since the incident at the Hospital. Karen had been on every news cycle, talking about her experience and how it has affected her. Will had proposed to Karen the morning after and she accepted, full well knowing that they may just stay that way. There were some people who had to be married and there were some who didn't need to be, but acted like it. It seemed to work for Will and Karen, but they were closer than ever.

Karen made it into work, with Alicia on her hip. Karen put her bag down behind her desk, and her baby bag on the chair on the other side of her desk. She placed Alicia down on the floor and gave her a toy which she proceeded to throw across the room, before picking up another one and doing the same. Since the incident at the hospital, Karen couldn't separate herself from Alicia for a very long time. Her and Will would switch off taking her to work with them, Karen taking her the most.

At noon, Karen's door opened and Will entered placing a bag of take out on her desk. Karen was sat on the floor, rolling a ball in front of her, waiting for Alicia to pick it up. Will handed her a plate full of food and took a seat himself. "You'd never leave for lunch so I brought lunch to you,"

Alicia reached for a piece of Karen's salad which was pulled out of her reach, only to be replaced by a toy, which Alicia took happily. "How's work?"

"I'm thinking of going out of the country for a week or two." He said, noticing Karen's demeanor change. "There is a man in Panama who wants to come back to the States, after living here for ten years. They won't let him unless he has the proper paperwork."

"And you have the proper paperwork?"

"No, I have to go there and fill it out." Karen shook her head and took of fork full of salad in her mouth. "What?"

"You have this all planned out."She said sadly. "You were just letting me know."

"Karen," He said, moving to her side. "This man has a family here. He needs to be with them. If I can help, I want to help."

"Okay," She whispered. "Okay,"

She felt Will kiss her temple and then her cheek. She hated feeling completely vulnerable. He could tell when she was hurt, and it was the arm around her back, secure and gentle that made it okay for a short period of time. They hadn't spoken to each other, just to Alicia who was giggling most of the time. Will had left and taken Alicia with him, allowing Karen some time to herself, so she can think about the news he had given her.

She had gone through four meetings, not completely aware of what they were talking about. Her mind was on Will going to Panama, leaving her and Alicia to worry if he was going to come home or not. She entered her dark home, a few hours after she said she'd be there. There was a note stating that dinner was in the refrigerator and that he had gone to bed early, which was fairly obvious. She dropped her bag on a chair and draped her coat over it as well, before making her way into the bedroom. Will was laying on his back with his arm behind his head, most likely fell asleep reading. She moved the bedding back, before kicking off her shoes and crawling into bed next to him. "Sorry I didn't tell you," He whispered. She kissed his cheek, before using his head as a pillow. The heartbeat that she had gotten used to, lulled her into a worriless sleep.

Will and Karen made their way to the airport, Will carrying Alicia to the terminal. Alicia didn't want to let go, once it was time. "No," She repeated when Karen reached for her, burying her face in her father's neck. Will whispered to his daughter and she finally relented and reached for her mother. Will kissed his daughter's cheek, Karen's forehead, and then her lips.

"Come back," She whispered, leaning her forehead against his.

"Plan on it," He said before kissing her again and walking away towards the gate.

Alicia had showed Karen her wrist, which had a bracelet on her wrist and pointed to Will. Karen nodded and smiled at her daughter. "Will," She called. He had handed the woman his ticket and turned around to see his family walking towards him. "Someone has a present for you," Alicia shyly handed over her bracelet. Will smiled at the gesture and kissed his daughter's hair, causing her to giggle.

"I'll be back," He said, not to assure him or Alicia, but for Karen. She nodded and walked over to the window to watch him board the plane. He waved at them and they returned the gesture. Will was gone, and Karen wasn't feeling well. Alicia had snuggled into her mother and she could feel her breathes even out. Karen hadn't realized that they were still standing at the window with no plane to look at, until she heard the boarding announcement for the next plane.

The two weeks had turned into a month and they had received one phone call. Will had told Karen about his change of plans and that he was going to send a picture of him and where he was. They had received that package that morning. Karen had shown the picture of Will to Alicia who smiled and giggled. Will was dressed in a pair of beige shorts, a polo shirt, and a pair of brown sandals. His hair was a mess, but it made Karen smile. He looked so at ease, and so comfortable.

The door to their home swung open, banging into the wall, which caused Alicia to wake up crying. It was Sam. "You need to come with me," He said, gathering Karen's coat and the two bags. "Now."

Karen went to pick up Alicia who instantly calmed in her arms, "Why?"

"It's Will," That was all she needed to hear. Karen followed Sam into his car, putting Alicia in her car seat, and moments later they were on the road. Sam had driven out of town, and pulled into the driveway of a house Karen had never seen before. "This is it,"

Karen nodded, her pulse racing, her thoughts spinning around in her mind. She took Alicia out of her car seat; in which she had fallen asleep, thankfully. She had followed Sam into the house, and placed Alicia down on the couch before being ushered into a room with a computer screen. "What am I doing here?"

Sam pushed a button and the screen came to life, showing a box and a sheet. Karen noticed a figure walking past the camera and sit. A gasp left Karen's lips as she realized it was Will. She turned to Sam who was smiling and nodding. "Hey bro," Sam said, causing Will to smile. "You got her."

"Thanks Sam," He said. "Now get the hell out of there." Sam nodded and left the room. Karen smiled at the image on the screen.

"Hey you," Karen said to Will.

"Hey, there she is," Karen laughed. "How are you doing Kare?"

"I'm okay," She said honestly. "I'm missing you a lot these days. When are you coming home?"

"Soon. Real soon." He promised her.

"Did you get it?"

"Oh yeah, I got it." He said happily. "I got it and I'm bringing it home." Karen smiled at his happiness. "I'm glad that I can't see you Karen. I like my imagination right about now." Karen laughed some more. "I got to clean up some things here and I should be on a plane in the afternoon."

"Great," Karen said. "I got your picture. And god you look like a poor excuse for a lawyer. No clean cut clothes. No hair products. But god, honey, you look good."

"I need to go Kare. But I will see you when I get home." Karen smiled and nodded at the screen as it turned to black. She smiled and leaned back in her chair. He did look good. He looked wonderful, in his raggedness.

The next few days for Karen were hectic. They were having a party celebrating her accomplishments at the magazine, despite her protests. Some may have said that her accomplishments were a few, but after becoming a mother, and dealing with being held hostage, she had brought the magazine up to its highest peak in years.

She was surrounded by people. Surrounded by the people she had grown to love as a family and as friends. "So Will apologizes for not being here, but he should be here tomorrow morning." The room exploded in applause. She caught the eye of Janice, who was looking at a television screen. Karen walked over to the side of her assistant who was watching Breaking News.

"This is what we received, but it seems that a plane was not able to take off properly in Panama this morning. There were three Americans aboard this plane. Who their identities are, are unknown. " The reporter began. "Wait, one of the American's we have come to learn is a lawyer by the name of Will Truman," The image of the reporter turned to picture of a body laying by the plane. The time intervals between the news report and the image were unknown. But she could definitely identify the body as Will by the bracelet on his left wrist. It was the same as the picture he had taken and when she had seen him on the feed. The world slowly began to fade away.

There was nothing left to go for. There was nothing else to do with the magazine. She had wanted to quit months ago, move onto something else, but it was him who had pushed her. Now it didn't matter. Nothing mattered.