Eun Mi pulled through the gate to the house and parked. Everyone went inside except for Steve; he waited for Kyung as he closed the gate.

Steve held his hand out to him as he approached, "Thanks, Kyung, for everything."

Kyung nodded once and took his hand, shaking it firmly, "Thank you, Commander."

Steve crossed his arms, "I'm concerned for your safety. You're out in the open now."

"Yes," he replied, "Eun Mi and I will stay in this house until I decide what is best."

"Come to Hawaii with us," Steve suggested, "both of you. I can get you in the Honolulu Police Academy. I'll vouch for you myself, and after what I witnessed tonight between you and Danny, he'll vouch for you also."

Kyung stared at him, completely caught off guard. "I," he stammered, "I don't know what to say."

"Say yes," Steve pushed. "You're a great cop, we could use you."

Kyung smiled, deeply humbled but incredibly flattered by both of Steve's offers. He had been agonizing over his wife's safety since this whole thing started. This could relieve all that worry. "I've never been to Hawaii before. I hear it's quite beautiful."

"Its paradise! There's no place like it in the world." They both started walking back toward the house, "Talk it over with Eun Mi."

"Thank you, Commander."

"Quit with the Commander, its Steve," he corrected him, "I really think you'll enjoy Hawaii. Lexi fell in love with it right away. She'll help Eun Mi get settled if that's what you decide."

They entered the house and with the thought of Lexi, Steve instantly looked around for her, almost expecting her to be standing in the doorway glaring at him. He knew their last parting was the worst fight that they had ever had, but with the last hour behind him, he couldn't imagine that she wouldn't be at least a little bit happy for their situation. He hoped the news of Wo Fat might ease some of the tension.

When he didn't see her, he walked toward the back bedroom, meeting Danny half way down the hallway, "Where's Lexi?"

Danny looked at him with a troubled expression, "She's not here."

"What?" Panic instantly set in and showed all over Steve's face. He moved past Danny and looked in each of the bedrooms calling out to her, "Lexi!"

"She's not here, Steve," he said again, trying to hide his growing panic as well.

Steve went back out to the living area where the others were, "Where's Lexi?" he eyed each one of them, but none of them could give him an answer. He saw the concerned expression on all of their faces as his panic began to overtake him. He scanned the room once more, looking for some sign of a struggle if she had been taken forcefully. His first thought was that Wo Fat had found her. His chest tightened and no matter how deeply he inhaled, it wouldn't calm the inner fear that was suffocating him.

"I know where she is," Jake announced, holding up a piece of paper. "She went home," he said regretfully. He had a bad feeling when Steve showed up at the restaurant. He remembered over hearing them talk and Lexi begging him to come home with her. He started to think that Steve had pushed her too far.

"Home?" Steve questioned, trying to make sense of what he was saying.

"Yes, she left this note." He held up the piece of paper, but didn't quite divulge the whole note, just yet.

Steve closed his eyes and wiped his hands down his face; letting the last few moments clear in his mind. She went home, he told himself, "She's safe. She just went home." It dawned on him then what he was actually saying and a whole knew set of problems emerged. She had left and gone home without him. He looked at Jake and by his expression he knew the note was not good.

"As long as she's safe." Steve said somberly, "I do some of my best groveling in Hawaii." He was crushed that she had left, but knowing how stubborn she could be he really wasn't surprised. He would make it up to her. He was actually kind of relieved that it would be in the privacy of their home, and give them a little more time to miss each other. He was feeling that emotion more and more every second that ticked away.

"No son," Jake said sadly, knowing how much this was going to hurt him, "She went home to LA."

Steve stared at him; not quite understanding for the first few seconds what he was telling him. Then all at once it hit him, she hadn't just gone home without him, she had literally left him.

He looked at Danny with a whole different set of panic in his eyes from earlier. He saw no kind of explanation but only sympathy from his partner.

Danny knew what he was feeling, he could see that horrible bolt of shock hit Steve, it left a man paralyzed, confused and more than anything else, heartbroken.

Steve turned back to Jake, hoping he could clarify the confusion. "What did she say? Does she want me to come there?" he reached for the note.

Jake handed it too him, "She wants you to go back to Hawaii." He hated the fact that it was his duty to pass on the information, but no one else there should have done it. After what they had just been through, this is not how he wanted to end the evening, with Steve falling apart before his eyes.

Steve gazed at him like he had just given him the most devastating news of his life. He felt like his feet were nailed to the floor. He couldn't move. Not only had she left him, she didn't want to have any contact with him either.

He took the note, trying to read it, but Jake's harsh words were like a slap in the face, stinging his eyes, making the words blurry. He took his thumb and index finger and wiped away the mist, focusing on the words. It was exactly as he had said, the only time she mentioned his name is when she repeated Jake's statement. She ended it by saying she would see him, Jake, when he returned home to LA. Steve flipped the paper over, hoping she had left him some kind of explanation, but it was blank. She had just checked out.

He stared at the note but didn't see it, his mind was consumed, trying to decipher what it was that he had done or said that had made her do something this drastic too him. They both had said things to each other that were hurtful, but nothing would have led him to this, nothing! Then it hit him, he remembered standing at the door, his heart telling him not to go, his inner voice begging him to work it out before he left, but he went anyway. He had walked out on her. He should have said something to her. He let his ego convince him that there was nothing he couldn't work out when he got back, that she would always forgive him in the end, but here he stood, holding a note, not even addressed to him, saying she was gone.

It felt like all the blood in his body rushed to his head, making him dizzy. He bent over, bracing his hands on his knees, closing his eyes trying to fight off the feeling of faint that was beginning to overcome him. This whole crisis was foreign to him. He'd never had a blackout before, even in some of the most frightening positions he'd been in. But he'd also never been in love before, and he'd never felt the brutal pain of a breakup, but he was quickly realizing, the impact of this emotion was much more traumatic than anything he'd ever experienced.

How could he possibly go back to Hawaii and his life without her? Just the idea of it made him feel sick.

He felt a hand on his back and knew it was Danny. He'd placed a chair behind him and sat him back into it. Steve looked up, noticing the room had cleared except for he and Danny. He took two deep breaths and looked at his partner, "What did I do?" He felt sick all over again just saying it and bent over, resting his forehead in his hands, staring at the floor. "I fucked this all up Danny. I shouldn't have left," he shook his head, "I shouldn't have left. What am I going to do?"

Danny swung a chair around and sat across form him. He slid his hands down his face and groaned. He told him to stay put, everyone did, even Lexi. He had pretty much dug his own grave, but he wasn't about to tell him that, he was pretty sure Steve knew it and didn't need to hear it out loud.

Steve looked up, "Should I go to LA anyway?"

"What does your gut tell you?"

"My gut?" Steve practically laughed in his face; "My insides are so fucking twisted up right now I might puke on you."

"I wouldn't suggest LA," Jake blurted out from the other side of the room, "she's mad, son. She's a woman scorned." He tilted his head and made a painful face, correcting his own statement, "Let me rephrase that. She's a pregnant woman scorned, which puts her in a whole new category."

Steve stood up and walked over to him, "She'll eventually come around and see me, don't you think?" he asked, praying that he would tell him yes.

Jake met him halfway, "She loves you very much. She'll see you. But, let me ask you something," he stood directly in front of Steve, barely an arms length away, "I'm going to ask you something and I want the truth, because I can be a big influence, for you or against you, when I get back to LA." He stared at Steve with an icy glare that gave even Danny a chill, "Are you in love with her? And I don't mean the responsible man doing the right thing because she's expecting, but do you REALLY love her? Because if you aren't sure, and I go back there and fix things up, and a year from now you change your mind," he narrowed his eyes, making his threat even more blatant, "I will pay you a visit, and whip your ass all over that island and back again. Do I make myself clear?"

Steve stood firm, not budging an inch. He felt no concern from the threat because he knew there'd never be a cause for it. "I love her more than anything in this world. I'll do whatever it takes to get her back. I'll wait for a year if I have to. I'll wait ten years. What I feel for Lexi is never going to go away. Moments like this, it almost feels like a curse. Believe me Jake, if I could just make the gut wrenching pain I'm feeling right now stop, I would, but I can't, because I love her so much."

Jake was stunned by his response; it went far beyond what he was expecting to hear. He was satisfied. He looked past Steve at Danny, "What do you think?"

Danny rolled his eyes, "He's whipped."
Jake looked back at Steve, his face stern, but his eyes smiling, "Yea, I think so too."

Steve pressed the palms of his hands against his eyes and moaned, "You both know I'm dying here but still find the need to torment."

"We've both been where you are," Jake confessed, "it's a lousy, fucked up, shitty feeling, so we're here to make you feel lousy, fucked up and shitty in other ways, so you try and forget how lousy, fucked up and shitty you feel."

Danny clapped his hands, "Well said."

Steve appreciated what they were doing, but he knew when he woke up in the morning, if he could even sleep, that missing her was going to be even worse. And he didn't even want to think about going home to their empty house. He felt the beginning of a raging headache. Jake seemed so sure he could be an asset for him, but what if he had gone too far with the lies and the false seduction, what if walking out on her had been the final nail in the coffin that he pounded in himself. He started to feel sick all over again, picturing her having to go through the pregnancy alone. And what about the baby, would she fight him on that too, had his mistakes from that day cost him the ultimate price of having a family? He started to feel the blood rushing to his head again.

"I know what's going on in your head Steve," Danny interrupted his breakdown, "but nothing you tell yourself right now is going to make you feel any better, because once you start to think everything is going to be ok, you talk yourself out of it by dwelling on all the things you think you did wrong."

"I made a lot of mistakes today," Steve replied, "a couple I'm not so sure I can be forgiven for."

Danny had got to know Lexi pretty well over the last few months and knew she was head over heels for Steve. He was almost convinced as much as Jake that she would come around, but he also thought that about Rachel, and knew all to well how that turned out. He refused to tell Steve it would work out in the end, because he wasn't so sure it would. He wouldn't wish the fear and pain that Steve was going through right now on his worst enemy.

Steve closed the bathroom door behind him, just needing a minute to himself without the other eyes on him. He braced his hands against the sink and hung his head, "What am I going to do without her?" he asked himself over and over again. He looked up in the mirror and barely recognized himself. The lingering bruises on his face and the black and blue around his eyes couldn't hide the haunted look in them. He felt empty, completely drained and unable to see beyond anything that he was feeling at the moment.

Somewhere out there Wo Fat lay dead in the grass, along with all the future pain and suffering that he would have inflicted on not only Steve, but others as well. It was a monumental moment in his life, but he didn't feel the relief or triumph that he should have, all he felt were the effects of the image he had produced, that was reflecting back at him from the mirror. He knew just as sure when he had first kissed her on that beach, that his life was never going to be the same again, if he lost her now, he knew without a doubt that this life was never going to be the same again. This was the moment in his life, right here, right now, that he would reflect back on when recalling this day. He prayed to God that he would be holding Lexi's hand when he did.

He fumbled with the handles on the sink, turning the water on, trying to block out the sound that fed the tears that spilled into the sink with the running water.