Sam motioned with her head and the girls left the kitchen. Leaving Kate and Rick working together to get dinner ready. Rick finally turned to Kate and told her, "What's he like?"

Kate smiled, "He's a lot like you. He's curious about everything. He won't settle for a simple yes or no answer. There always has to be an explanation. A..."

"Story." Rick finished for her.

Kate smiled and nodded, "Yeah. He drives his preschool teachers crazy. He always asks why."

Rick smiled and he felt his heart break a little more. God he had missed out on so much in the past four years. Years that he could never get back. Years that would be gone forever.

Kate noticed his sad smile and she knew that he was thinking about the time that he'd lost. Even if he didn't say it. She had always been able to read his expressions. She took his hand and pulled him into the family room. She sat him down and walked over to where the TV was and grabbed a heavy book from the bottom shelf.

She sat down beside him and handed him the book and whispered, "I know it doesn't make up for the time you lost, but..." She opened the book to the first page and she watched as his fingers traced the name of their son. Noah Alexander Beckett. She couldn't read his mind, but she watched as he turned the page and studied each of the pictures from their sons life.

The first picture his finger stopped on was a picture of Noah as a newborn. He had only been six hours old when the picture had been taken. However, his eyes had been bright and clear that morning. Even as a newborn baby she could see that he was curious about everything.

Each and every picture caught his attention. He regarded each one with such loving emotion. It made her heart ache for him. What she had taken from him had been so unfair to him. It had been unfair to Noah also. The choices she had made had been so very selfish. She knew that now. What she didn't know was how she could fix this mess that she'd made of all of their lives.

She walked out of the room to finish making their dinner. She wanted to give Rick as much time as he needed with their sons baby album. She knew that it would never be enough. Could never be enough, but it was all she could do right now.

Kate wasn't sure how long it was before she felt his presence return to the kitchen. She chanced a look over at him and what she saw nearly broke her heart. It was obvious that he had been fighting off tears. She finally whispered, "I'm sorry Rick. I..."

He held up his hand and whispered, "Don't Kate... Don't say you're sorry again. Do you even realize how damn empty those words sound right now?"

Kate could only nod as she watched him fight with a million different emotions. She watched as his hands curled around the chair in the kitchen. She longed to go to him. Longed to hold him and tell him how sorry she would always be. However, she knew that her gesture would be unwelcomed by him at that moment. So, she could only wrap her arms around herself and she tried to find the words to bring him some comfort.

She finally whispered, "He likes lions and..."

"Really Kate? That's the best thing that you can come up with right now? That he likes lions..."

Kate sighed, "What else do you want me to say? I've already said that I'm sorry. I don't know what else I can say or do to make this right."

Rick shook his head, "Did you ever think that there isn't a damn thing you can do to make this right Kate? You kept him away from me for almost four years and you think that by suddenly saying you're sorry it will magically make everything okay again? I don't think so Kate!"

Kate could only hang her head and whispered, "I know..."

"You know, if I was that kind of person I should take him away from you! Fight for custody of him. See what it's like to not see him again..."

Kate felt the fear clutch her heart, "No Rick...Please..."

She looked into his eyes. Eyes that were so familiar to her. He had the same eyes as their son. Eyes that could be tender and loving, but in moments like this, were stormy and conflicted. He turned around to look at her and then he whispered, "Despite how much I hate you right now, I could never take him away from you. Because unlike you, I believe that a child should have both parents..."

Kate sighed, "Rick I..."

Kate stopped because she didn't know what to say at that point. Sorry was so inadequate at this point in time. She led Rick into the family room again and pulled out a duffel bag and handed it to him. She knew that this wouldn't be enough, but it was a start. She handed the heavy bag to him told him, "These are for you."

Rick looked at them and asked, "What is this?"

Kate held up her hands and whispered, "It's not enough, but they are videos. Videos of Noah. I took them over his lifetime. I..."

Rick held up his hand to silence her. He took one of them out and read the writing on it. It was Kate's ultrasound video. He swallowed and whispered, "I can't take these...I won't want to give them back and.."

Kate shook her head, "They are for you. I made copies... I always wanted you to have them and.."

Rick was absolutely speechless at the kind gesture. He didn't know how to feel about it. Part of him was still incredibly mad at her, but part of him, part of him was wanting to ask her a thousand questions.

Kate and Rick were looking at each other. Neither talking, but simply staring at each other. Each wanted to say something, but neither knew what to say. The spell was broken when Alexis and Samantha came into the room. Both asking, "When is dinner going to be ready?! We are starving!"

Kate took a deep breath, shook her head and turned to face the girls, "Go get your brother and then you and Alexis can set the table. Then we will eat."

The girls both cheered and ran out of the room arm in arm and Kate smiled as Rick said, "I think they are happy."

"Yeah..."

"At least they are. What you've done is so unfair Kate. How do I get over this?"

Kate shrugged, "I know that I can't undo the past, but I want you to be part of his life going forward Rick. He deserves to know his father."

Rick nodded, "I'd like that. I'd like that a lot. I'm still so mad at you Kate..."

Kate swallowed hard and nodded, "I know and I know things will never be like they were, but..."

"But what?"

"Maybe we can make them better than they were."

It was then that Kate knew that she still loved him. She knew that she had no right to his love. Knew that he would probably never love her ever again, but she could make sure that Noah knew who he was and would make sure Noah was proud of his father. It was the least that she could do to make it up to try and make it up to him.

Kate smiled and told Rick, "Now Rick, go get your son and bring him to the kitchen."

Kate hadn't been sure that it was the right thing to say, but seeing his face light up when she said your son, told her that it was a beginning. And that maybe things would work out after all.

Kate watched as he hurried out of the living room and smiled softly. Every small step she took was a step in the right direction of bringing father and son closer together. Making Kate hope that some good could come out of this terrible decision she'd made after finding out she was pregnant with Rick's son.

Rick turned to look at Kate and seeing the small smile on her face cause him to smile. He knew that he would never forget what she had done, but he thought that he might be able to forgive her. At least one day in the future. Because he never should have let her slip away from him all those years ago. He should have ran after her instead of running away from her. He had been too upset and hurt after she broke up with him. He had gone away to lick his wounds. He should have ran straight towards her. Maybe if he had given her some hope then he would have known about Noah years ago. He couldn't excuse what she had done, but he would work to try and forgive her. He knew that it wouldn't happen anytime soon, but he would do everything he could to try and build a bridge back to her.

He realized with startling clarity that he still loved her. But as much as he loved her, part of him hated her. It was all so confusing. He saw his son sleeping on the floor, curled up with his toys and his heart jumped into his throat. He didn't know his son, but he felt such overwhelming love for this little boy that looked so much like him. God... He needed to get to know this little boy. Wanted to hear him call him daddy. Wanted it so very badly, but he would wait until the time was right. Until then, he would spend time getting to know his son. Knowing that he was embarking on a brand new and exciting adventure. An adventure that would last a lifetime...