She tiptoes down the hallway, to the last room on the right. She pushes the door open, and flips on the lamp. She takes a seat on the bed. She kisses the cheek of the sleeping little girl.

"Come on, time to get up."

"Five more minutes."

"Not today. I have to go to work."

"Please."

"Get up."

"In a minute."

Jane goes over to her closet. She pulls out an outfit, and lays it on the bed. She peels the covers off Abbie.

"Up, now!"

Abbie grumbles, as she leaves the room. She heads back down the hallway. She stops in the next bedroom. She flips on the light. She moves over to the crib, and finds August staring at her.

"Hi, handsome. Time to get up," she tells him.

By the time Jane gets dressed it's almost time for them to go. She looks at her watch, and hollers for Abbie.

"Abbie, come on. We're going to be late."

"Coming," she replies.

Jane fastens August into his carseat. Abbie comes into the living room. Jane grabs the hair brush, and pulls Abbie's hair into a pony tail. She hands her a poptart, and a backpack. Abbie takes a seat on the couch. Jane ties her shoes, as she puts her backpack on.

"Why do you have to go back to work?"

"I have to pay the bills."

"He's not ready," she argues.

"He's a month old. He's fine."

"But who is going to pick me up from school? I have early release today."

"Abigail, we discussed this."

"Why can't you pick me up?"

"Because I have to work. Now, come on, please. I don't want to be late."

"Fine," Abbie stomps out of the room. Jane follows her out. She locks the door behind them.

"Wait."

"Abbie, come on, we have to go," Jane pushes her towards the exit.

"No, we can't."

"Abbie, come on. Don't do this. I love you, and I will see you when I get off work. Please don't make me late."

"No, we can't leave yet."

Jane looks at her watch, "We have to leave now, or we're going to be late," Jane argues, picking Abbie up, carrying her towards the door.

"Wait."

"Abbie, come on."

"Mom!"

Jane stops, dead in her tracks. She looks at Abbie. Jane forgets to breathe, for a second. She takes a deep breath.

"What?"

"We can't leave yet, because you're forgetting something."

"What? I have you, my gun, my badge, my car keys. I'm ready."

"August," she answer.

"Shi...shoot."

She spins around, and puts Abbie down. She returns to the apartment, and grabs August, and his diaper bag. They then head to the car. Jane drops August off at daycare first, and then takes Abbie to school.

"Bye, love you."

"Love you. Have a good day at work."

"See you when I get home," she blows her a kiss.

Jane watches, as Abbie runs into the school. She heads into station. She stops off in the cafeteria, to get a cup of coffee. Angela is waiting on her, when she arrives.

"Did everyone get to their destinations?"

"Yes," Jane confirms.

"Everything went ok?"

"Yes."

"I think that you should take some more time," Angela tells her.

"Ma, just give me the coffee."

"Fine."

"Oh, and don't forget to pick..."

"I know. I have to pick August up from daycare, and Abbie from school. I've got it."

"She's really nervous. She's afraid that you'll forget, so please don't be late."

"Jane, she'll be fine."

"And don't let her eat junk."

"I'm her grandmother."

"And, please, don't let her watch Paranormal Activity before bed, you know that it gives her nightmares. I already have to get up a million times a night to feed my bottomless pit, I don't need her up all night too."

"Don't call him that."

"The boy can eat."

"Remind me later, there is something that I want to talk to you about."

"Ok mom, I'll make sure that I pencil that in."

"I'm serious."

"I've got to go."

"Be safe."

"I always am."

"Yeah, well now you have to more reasons."

"I know."

"You're all that they've got."

"I know. You remind me ever single day."

"I shouldn't have to remind you."

"You don't."

"Have a good day at work."

"I will."

"Don't get shot."

"Whatever," she rolls her eyes.