Doug leaped from his chair to chase his buddy outside and prevent him from harassing Judy. Doug busted through the door and found Tom hanging onto Judy's car door.

"Let go Tom!" Judy yelled frantically.

Tom was beyond reasoning with. "Judy, talk to me!"

Doug flung Tom to the ground by the upper arm. "I got him Jude. Get outta here." Doug slapped his hand against her vehicle as she pulled off.

Tom crawled around trying to collect himself from the hard slam Doug gave him against the cement. He finally found the energy to stand up. "You asshole!" He pushed Doug's chest. Doug nearly fell onto a nearby parked truck. "How could you do that to me?"

Doug stood firm, intending not to let him do that again. "I did that to help you."

"Help me?" Tom laughed crazily. "I need to tell her that I love her and all you're doing is standing in my way." Tom tried to push past Doug to get to the stairs, but Doug wouldn't let him get away that easily.

He grabbed Tom's t-shirt and heaved him to face him. "Look, I'm doing you a favor. You're gonna push that woman to quit this job, move to a different state and change her name if you keep this up. You're scaring the shit outta her with that stalker-like attitude of yours. When she wants to come around, she'll let you know. Until then, leave her alone." Doug let go of Tom's shirt.

Tom backed up and ran his fingers through his hair to get it out of his face. "This is crazy. I need to find out what hotel she's staying at." He tried to shove past Doug again, but Doug was through being nice.

"You need to find out to do what exactly? Scare her or look psycho?" Doug braced his hand on his best friend's shoulder. "Think about this Hanson, you need to give her time or you'll just run her off. Don't be mad at her because she doesn't want you." It was tearing him apart to watch his friend fall apart in front of his eyes. "Even though this is your slipup, you can't keep punishing yourself for it -- let it be."

Tom finally caved in and looked into his friend's eyes. "I want her back Doug. I'm going nuts." Doug pulled his pal in for a tight hug.

Penhall laughed a little at the situation. "You're still my little buddy, even though you're crazy."

Tom dried his eyes and grinned. "Thanks man."

As they shared their laughs, Fuller walked up. "What's going on guys? Fire drill?"

"Nah Coach," Tom smiled. "Just getting some fresh air."

"Well guys, headquarters just dropped a bucket load of cases on me, so let's get to it." Fuller walked with his officers up the stairs and held the door open for them. "Shall we?"

The crowd in the Chapel parted as Fuller made his way to his office. Penhall and Hanson took seats in his office as he unpacked his briefcase. The Captain went to his door and yelled for Booker, Ioki and Hoffs and took a seat in his chair.

"What's up Cap?" Booker asked walking into the office. Taking a seat on the sofa, he felt Tom's heated gaze burning a hole through him – it didn't faze him.

Fuller took his nose outta the file folder and glanced at his officers as Ioki closed the door. "Where's Hoffs?"

"Um," Penhall leapt to answer his question. "She didn't feel well, so she went home sick." Everyone dragged their eyes to Hanson as if he was the reason she left….unfortunately, he was.

"Okay fellas, here's the deal." Fuller went on to describe this unspeakable case that they would be working on at James Janet Senior High School. It was a mixture of drug dealing, rape and murder – the wicked trio. "Booker and Hanson, you two will be working together. Usual scenario, find the social kids and integrate." To say that Hanson was upset to work with Booker was an understatement. The look on his face spoke a thousand words. "Ioki, I've set you up on the wrestling team and Penhall,"

"Please don't say the chess team again." Doug joked. "Still talking to my shrink about that."

Fuller chuckled. "No, you get to be the delinquent this time. Watch yourself." He dismissed his officers for placement starting tomorrow morning. As they vacated his domain, he was quick to call Tom back into his office. "Oh Hanson, we need to talk." Tom could only sigh. "Close the door." He commanded.

Judy walked around the department store sipping on a large cherry soda. She figured a day of mindless shopping was the best way to utilize her sick day. With two skirts, a jacket and a pair of gorgeous jeans tucked under her arm, she walked up to the checkout counter. Placing her garments on the counter, she began to dig in her bag for her wallet.

"Good morning." The salesperson greeted her. "I mean, good afternoon." She giggled. "I didn't realize it was after lunch."

Judy smiled opening her wallet. "Same to you." Pulling out her credit card, Judy accidentally pulled out a picture of her and Tom from their trip to Miami. They were happy, they were beautiful together. Instantly, she got lost in the photo.

"Miss, that'll be $283.18."

"Oh," Judy got rattled wondering how long she stood there in a daze. "I'm so sorry, please charge it." She thanked the saleslady and headed to the parking lot. She threw her bags on the passenger side seat and the tears flowed. She used what little strength she had to clutch the steering wheel as she broke down silently. She left the Chapel to not deal with this, but her heart made sure it was a part of reality. She had to be strong, but she wasn't sure how to do it at this point.

Tom blew out a puff of hot air as he walked out of Fuller's office. Of course Penhall, Ioki and Booker were on standby for the revealing of the secret meeting.

"Everything okay?" Ioki asked sitting on the conference table.

"Yeah, it's just that the case I was trying to clean up with Jackie didn't pan out." Tom folded his arms with a disenchanted look. "He wants me to go downtown to talk to Jackie." Doug's eye lit up in horror. He knew the last thing Tom needed was to encounter Jackie again. Tom glanced at his watch. "I'm gonna head down there now and get this over with."

"Uh," Penhall stumbled over his words. "You know…if you need a ride or something…I can come with."

Ioki was puzzled. "Penhall, you have a motorcycle and Hanson has a car. Why would he need a ride?"

Penhall tried to think of another excuse, but it was Booker's turn to jump in. "Hey Tommy Boy, I'm heading downtown. How about a lift?" Everyone paused and glanced at Tom, waiting for his reaction – nothing. Booker tried to be as friendly as his ego would let him. "I need to report some changes at the personnel office." Another long gap of silence…

Tom didn't want to be trapped in the car with Booker for five seconds, let alone, twenty minutes, but this additional passenger would be sure to shorten his visit with Jackie. "Let's go."

Walking out to the parking lot, Tom ignored Booker's pleas to make small talk. Tom unlocked the door for him and started the car. Booker plopped down in the seat and decided to keep probing Hanson for information. "Did you see the game this weekend?"

Tom just shot him a dirty look for his continued effort to talk about his weekend; the Chapel; the weather…Tom hit the gas to get them downtown ASAP. Booker didn't know that his last attempt was gonna be the one that sent Tom off. "So kid, what did you and Judy do this weekend?"

Tom hit the brakes. "Look here asshole," Tom threw his finger in Booker's face. "I don't wanna be your friend, I don't wanna work with you and I sure as hell don't want you to know about me and Judy."

"Hey man, I was just trying to make small talk." Booker devilishly craved to drop the bomb on him as Hanson hit the accelerator. "Besides, I already know how you and Judy are doing..."

Tom's eyes widened with mind-boggling tension. "What the fuck does that mean?"

"Oh come on Tommy Boy, you could have picked a bar other than Jakey's to sow your oats at." Booker's smirk stretched across his lips.

Tom reached across and grabbed the collar of Booker's shirt. "Are you trying to piss me off?"

Booker wrestled away from Hanson. "Are you crazy man? Drive the damn car!"

"You're a sleazebag! I can't believe you're spying on me." Tom made a sharp right into the parking lot. "I knew it down in my bones." Tom shifted the car into park.

Booker, still a little stunned that ol' Tommy Boy was gonna take a shot at him, chuckled lightly. "I didn't spy son, I was in a public place. If you were gonna mess around on her, you should have found a motel room."

"What's going on with me and Jude is none of your business. Stay outta this and stay away from her!"

"From the way things looked at the Chapel, it's not up to you who she hangs with. Watch yourself Hanson, especially with Jackie." Dennis opened the car door. "Thanks, but I'll walk from here." Booker popped up his collar on his overcoat and headed across the street.

Tom placed his head on the steering wheel and took several deep breaths before his encounter with Jackie. Well, let's get this over with. He said to himself. Tom marched up the steps of City Hall, nervous and petrified, yet anxious to see her. Heading down the long corridor, he approached her door. It was opened slightly and Tom could see Jackie sitting behind her desk, flipping through pages. Pushing the door open, Tom cleared his throat to make his presence known.

"Tom, come in!" Jackie was too excited. "Close the door." She said taking off her glasses.

Tom wiped his sweaty hands on his jeans and approached her standing form by the desk. She reached out to give him a longed-for hug. He nonchalantly moved out of her grasp, but she wasn't letting him get away so easily. She grabbed his hands and pulled him in for a raw kiss. He almost forgot how wonderful she tasted and how beautiful she was, but he couldn't let it sidetrack him. He pulled away.

"What's wrong with you?" She glared into his chocolate eyes. "I've been wondering where you've been, but I didn't want to call your place in case your supposed girlfriend answered. By the way, have you told her?"

Tom sat in the chair and propped his elbows on his knees to rest his head in his hands. "Yeah, I told her and its over."

Jackie smiled gleefully moving over to her prize. "It's okay Tom. These things happen sometimes. I know you never meant to hurt her, but it wasn't fate, like us." She placed her hands around his shoulders and gave them a light massage. "You're a good man Tom. You saved her the heartache later on."

Tom began to question his insane actions he pulled on Judy earlier. Maybe it is over. He thought. Maybe Jackie and I could make this work.

"Hanson?" Jackie tried to get his attention, he finally snapped out of his contemplation. "Have you been listening to me?"

"Yeah, I just have a lot on my mind. We broke up this weekend, not three years ago."

"I know that," Jackie got defensive. "I just want you to know I'm here and I wanna be with you."

Tom looked into her piercing eyes. "I know and thanks." Too bad you're not Judy. He mumbled to himself.

Later that evening, Harry walked into what he thought was an empty apartment. He roamed around the bedroom, then he heard what he assumed was Rachel in the bathroom. She emerged in her favorite exercise shorts and tank top with a troubled look on her face.

"Hey you," Harry walked over to give her a kiss. It didn't take him long to sense something was off beam. "Hey," He placed his hand on her chin to make her look at him. "Are you okay?" She remained quiet, searching for the right words to make her announcement. "Rachel?"

"Hold on." She walked to the bathroom and returned with a beige stick in hand. "I hope you're not mad." She handed the pregnancy test to him.

Harry looked at the stick with puzzlement. "What the hell is this?" He chuckled.

She grabbed the stick out of his hand. "This is our life changer…this will make everything different and I need to know you will stay by my side."

"What are you talking about?" Ioki was beyond clueless as to what she was trying to utter. "Is everything okay at work?"

"No, silly," she took a deep breath. "I'm pregnant." He yanked the stick out of her hand this time to look at it with new eyes.

He couldn't believe it…he was speechless. "You're pregnant?"

"Yeah, I think I'm about two months along." Harry plopped down on the bed. "I wanted to tell you before I saw a doctor, but I'm just as positive as that test your holding." Rachel waited for a response, other than repeating the 'you're pregnant' question. "Harry…are you upset?"

Harry looked up at her with tears in his eyes. "Am I upset?" He bounced up suddenly. "You just made me the happiest guy in the world!" He wrapped his arms around her and lifted her with his tight hug. "I love you Rachel and I wouldn't want this with anyone else in the world."

Rachel couldn't stop the tears from gliding down her cheeks. "I'm so glad you're excited because I've been so nervous about it all." She gave a light sniffle behind her wide smile.

Harry cupped her beautiful face and gave her a delicate kiss. "We're gonna have a baby!"

Judy relaxed in her suite at the Grand Jackson downtown. It was a nice surprise from her mother who was more than supportive with Judy's decision to move out. She sat in the middle of the king-size bed with the complimentary fruit basket by her side. Her early morning purchases were thrown on the chair that sat near the window. She pulled a few grapes off the stem and continued flipping through channels. She was extremely bored and so lonely. She wanted to call Tom so badly, but she held it together.

At this point Judy needed to talk to someone who could give her a good kick in the pants yet make her feel worthy. Leaning across the bed, she grabbed the hotel's phone. Pressing the keypad, Judy adjusted the phone against her ear. "Hey Dennis, are you busy tonight?"