When Christopher got home that evening, he was surprised with what he saw. Not only was dinner on the table, and candles lit, but more importantly, Kelly seemed a little calmer, happier all most. Eager to figure out what was going on, he quickly kissed her hello.

"Hey you. What's all of this? Where's Kasey?" Christopher asked his wife.

"Kasey's spending the night at a friend's house so that you and me can talk alone." Kelly told him.

"Talk, what about?" Christopher curiously asked.

"Let's talk about it over dinner. You go get changed while I finish setting the table." Kelly said while pushing him toward the stairs. He didn't waste much time getting changed, mostly because he was eager to hear what his wife had to say. He had been so worried about her the past week, just the thought that maybe she would finally say what was wrong excited him.

When he went back downstairs, Kelly was sitting at the table as she put some of the food on both of their plates. He sat down in the same seat that he had been sitting in for the past 15 years, but that wasn't apart of Kelly's plan. Instead, she motioned for him to take the seat next to her, the seat that was usually reserved for Kasey. Thoroughly confused now, he sat down next to her and began eating his dinner, until he realized that Kelly wasn't eating. Instead, she was just sort of watching him, an almost nervous look on her face.

"Is there something wrong Kelly, you're not eating." Christopher asked her, a little concerned again.

"It's not that something's wrong, but more of there being something that I have to tell you." Kelly confessed. She couldn't believe that after 15 years of marriage, she was just telling him this now.

"Ok, well, what is it. You're worrying me, you haven't been acting like yourself the last couple of days." Christopher asked, hoping that that would be what she wanted to talk about.

"I know, and I should have told you all of this before, but I didn't which is going to make it only harder to tell you now. You see…" Kelly began. From there, she started her story, this time not skipping anything. She first mentioned the police academy, and then her employment with Charlie Townsend, and then the day of the shooting. That was the hardest, because of how vividly she remembered it, or at least, how vividly she thought she remembered it. After that, she moved on to the past week, to where she had really been. She started with the phone call and then the stake out and finally the job opportunity that Charlie had given her. When she was finally done, she looked into Christopher's eyes and was disturbed by the emptiness that she saw. He looked beyond shocked, but hurt almost. What had she expected, this was more then a little secret, it was a life changing experience that she had hid from him for the past 15 years. What she didn't expect was him getting up without a word and walking away. He went straight upstairs, not looking back. She followed him to their bedroom where she sat on the bed as he starred out the window. They sat in silence for a long time before he was able to look at her again.

"Why didn't you tell me this before Kelly. Why the big secret?" Christopher asked desperately.

"I don't know. I didn't tell anyone really. The only people who knew were the people that knew me then. After I had finally recovered from it, I guess I just tried to put it out of my mind. If I didn't talk about it, I didn't have nightmares about it, it worked that way. Then Charlie called and asked for my help. Just the idea of being out there again brought the nightmares back. It had nothing to do with you." Kelly tried to explain.

"Nightmares!? Kelly, you should have told me. I could have tried to help. Why didn't you think of that." Christopher asked, unable to understand why his wife felt she had to keep this from him.

"Because I thought I could get through it myself. I realize I can't now though. I may not have told you this before, but I'm telling you now, because I need you now. I want to take this position Christopher, but only if you're ok with it." she told him. All she could think about though was how she should have told him 1 5 years ago.

"It's not my decision to make Kelly. If you want to, and you're sure about it, then take it. I won't hold you back, you know that. Will I worry about you, yes, but I won't tell you no." Christopher told her. Slowly but surely he was getting past the shock that went with everything.

"I want to take it. I need to get past what happened and I think being in that situation again and again will help. And you don't have to worry, I can take care of myself." Kelly reassured him.

With that, Christopher joined his wife on the bed and put his arm around her. He knew he was lucky to find the woman he was destined to spend the rest of his life with, but now he really understood just how lucky he actually was. Just the thought of losing her before he ever meet her scared him, but Kelly was strong, he knew that. It wouldn't be easy getting use to the idea of her working as a private investigator, but he would figure it out. For now though, he just wanted to hold his wife close to him, and he was pretty sure that was the only place Kelly wanted to be.