"Hey." Sam waved Ed over as he stood at the front desk. "I've checked all the hospitals. There's no one that matches Donna's description."

"Nothing?" Ed kept his voice down as they moved away from anyone that might walk by. "What about any Jane Does?"

"I double checked that too." Sam leaned heavily against the wall, as if the weight of this information was tying him down. "There's no Jane Does that match her description."

Ed let out a frustrated sigh, almost a growl. "Okay. Check with nearby buisnesses to see if anyone could match her description, and we'll go from there. We should have done it before, but since we have no help and are keeping this to ourselves-"

"We have to do what we can." Sam raised his eyebrow, then let it drop. "I'll see what I can find out." With that, he walked back down the hall, so hopefully no one would catch on to what they were doing.

"Hey." Jules stopped him as he rounded the corner. "I got a babysitter for Sadie, so we can go out tonight."

"That's great."

"You okay? You seem kind of distracted." Jules cocked her head to the side as she stopped him in the middle of the hall. "In fact, you've been distracted for awhile. You almost put Sadie's bottle into the spaghetti sauce last night."

"I know. I won't let it happen again."

"Sam, what's going on?"

"I wish I could tell you but I can't." He closed the distance between them, touching her upper arm. "As soon I can, you're the first person I will tell."

There was a subtle pause between them as Jules considered what he was telling her. She didn't look happy about it, yet she surprised him with her answer. "Okay, but I want your head in the game. I don't want have to tell people that my husband got injured because he wasn't thinking."

APRIL 29, 2011

"Hey, Ed." I adjusted my work bag over my shoulder as he turned to meet my gaze. His body language was screaming frustration, mainly because of the case Team One had just gotten back from. It had been a case of an estranged father who wanted to talk to her daughter on her birthday. However, things took a turn for the worse when the girl pulled a gun from her purse. Greg forced Scorpio and Ed complied by shooting her.

"Donna."

"Want to talk about what happened today?" I could tell that he didn't. It was kind of a back and forth thing between us. We asked the other if they wanted to talk, even though we knew they didn't.

"Not really."

"Then how about a beer? I'm buying."

"Rain check? I told Sophie I would be home soon."

"Sure." I didn't hide my disappointment from. "You're going have to talk about it sooner or later. Heaven knows you didn't let me not talk about it when I had to take down a fellow cop." I called over the shoulder, leaving him standing there as I walked down the hall. "Goodnight."

So it hadn't been the best idea to ask Ed if he wanted to grab a drink. What he didn't know was that I didn't want to go home to an empty house. I didn't want to be able to look in my fridge and drink alone. Not that I would overdo it. It was more the simple fact that I could physically wrap my fingers around the bottle and drink.

Hank was at a conference in Winnipeg for a few more days, which made it that much easier to want a drink. The day hadn't been bad. It was more my failure to get pregnant that was on my mind. I was able to compartmentalize my thoughts when at work. When I was at home without him, my thought swarmed around me.

Like clockwork, just as I had almost decided to give in, my phone rang. I pulled it out of my pocket and smiled when I saw my husband's name flash on the screen of my phone.

"Hi."

"Hey, you just get home from work?"

"I did. I was contemplating what to have for dinner. Maybe a beer."

"That bad, huh?"

"Not me personally. Team One had a pretty rough go today."

He sighed over the phone. "What happened?"

"They had a case of an estranged spouse wanting to talk to his daughter on her birthday. When things got bad with her father, the daughter talked Greg into letting her help talk her father down. When she pulled out a gun from her purse, Greg was forced into calling Scorpio and Ed shot the girl."

"That's tough."

"I asked Ed if he wanted to go out for drinks, but he declined."

"So basically you're drinking alone."

"I haven't started drinking anything yet. However, yes, I will probably be drinking alone tonight."

"I wish I was there with you."

"I wish you were too. You'll be home in a couple days, so that's something to look forward to."

"It is. You know, you shouldn't let him get away so easily."

"Ed can take care of himself. Besides, he has a wife and kids that are looking after him."

"Yes, and you have a husband who could take care of you." He argued through the phone. "That's not my point. My point is that you are family, and you never let them get away without talking through it."

"I'll go over after I eat something." Looking in the fridge, I grabbed some sandwich meat from the drawer and worked on making myself a sandwich.

"Take care of yourself until I get back home."

"I will." I promised, although I didn't know if I could keep that promise. At least I had work to keep me preoccupied until I could hold him in my arms again.

"I love you."

"I love you too."

"I'll call you tomorrow after I get out of my meeting." He said, trying not to rush our conversation. "Let me know how things go with Ed."

"I'll probably text you tomorrow. I still have to get up early tomorrow for work."

"Anyone ever tell you work too hard?" I heard him smile through the phone. "I will look forward to hearing from you tomorrow."

"All the time." I smiled back, coming to the conclusion of our conversation. "Bye."

"Bye."