Disclaimer: I don't own any CSI: NY characters, including Sam. Everything else is a figment of my imagination...that kind of sounds weird. Anyway, enjoy and let me know what you think!

The next morning Audrey awoke with a throbbing headache. She held her head as she rolled over. She was in the bed, and the room alone. The night before was a blur, but she was lying naked in the bed. She put two and two together and realized what had happened. She and Don had slept together. She threw back the blankets and grabbed her robe from the chair by the bed then grabbed her phone from the dresser.

"Hey, Audrey," Angela answered.

"Angie, oh my god."

"What? Are you ok?"

"Yeah, I mean, I think. Angie I did something."

"What happened?"

"Don and I...we, we had sex last night."

"Oh my God, Audrey."

"I know. We were celebrating because he arrested the guys that assaulted me." Audrey was in the bathroom. "Angie, I can't find, uh, oh shit."

"What, Audrey, what's going on?"

Audrey sat on the toilet and hung her head. "There's no condom. No wrapper, nothing."

"Oh Jesus, Audrey." The line was silent for a few seconds. "Audrey, are you there?"

"Yeah, I'm here."

"Are you gonna be ok, baby girl?"

"Yeah, I'm fine. I'll call you later, ok?"

"Alright, I love you."

"Love you too." Audrey ended the call then got in the shower.

When she was ready, she grabbed her purse and keys and left the apartment. A cab took her to Don's precinct. As she came in the front door Danny was leaving.

"Hey, Audrey," he greeted her awkwardly.

He knows, she thought. "Hey, Danny."

"Last night was fun."

"Yeah, hey I really gotta talk to Don. I'll see you later."

"Alright, later." He walked away from her and out the door.

Audrey walked through the double-doors and straight to Don's desk. He was hanging up the phone as she got close. "I need to talk to you," she stated before he could even get out a greeting.

"Ok, let's talk." He stood up.

She looked around. "Uh, in private please."

"Alright." She followed him to the locker room. He watched her pace back and forth in front of him. "This is about what happened last night?"

"Yeah, I think things got away from us. I'm not quite sure if what happened was a good thing."

"Well, I, uh, don't know if I'd say it was a bad thing."

She stopped to look at him. "Really? Well, not using a condom sure as hell was."

"What?"

"Yeah, I pretty much searched the apartment high and low and I didn't find a wrapper or anything." Don didn't respond, and Audrey sighed heavily. "I don't know if there's any reason to get upset about it right now."

"You mean you think you could get pregnant?"

"Yeah, there's that possibility." The door opened and a male detective came in then stopped when he saw her. "Do you mind?" she snapped; he turned around and left. She looked down at her hands. "Listen, I'm going to spend the weekend at my parents' to hang out with Trisha while my parents are out of town. I think we, well I, need this time to think about what's going on here."

"Audrey, maybe this happened for a reason. I mean, don't you think that just maybe the alcohol just brought out some underlying feelings?"

She shook her head. "I don't know." She put her hand on his. "I'll call you in a couple days." She walked away from him.

"Audrey," she stopped in the doorway but didn't turn to look at him. "I don't need a couple days, I love you." With that she walked out of the room, leaving him standing there alone feeling foolish and somewhat hurt.