"Natalie..." Dan said quietly.

She looked at him, and waited expectantly.

"I'm sorry that I couldn't stop it sooner," He said.

"Danny, it's not your fault. Gordon was so far gone, no one could have seen it coming, and I don't blame anyone for it, with the exception of him, and me," Natalie replied.

"Why do you blame yourself?" Dan asked.

"Because I couldn't find my pepper spray," She said smiling slightly.

They shared a laugh, albeit a quiet one.

"I only blame him. No one else," She said.

"I only wish I could have helped you sooner," Dan said.

"It's all right Danny. The point being, you did help me. For that, I am forever grateful for you. You are my friend, and this is just one of those many times that you've helped me," Natalie said simply.

"You've helped me more than you can possibly know," Dan replied.

"...Do you remember the day after Jeremy broke up with me?" Natalie asked suddenly.

"Of course. Why?" He asked.

"That night, I took the stairs up to the roof, and stood up there. I looked at the skyline of New York. I could see late workers and drunks driving away. I could see the police vehicles pulling over those same drunks. I looked over the edge, and I could see the ground so far away. It seemed to be the ultimate answer for my life. I climbed up on the edge, and sat there. I thought how easy it would be to push myself over. I wouldn't have felt a thing. Not a single thing. I almost did it. I almost pushed myself over. But suddenly, I felt myself being held back, but I wasn't sure why. I realized that I had borrowed the suit jacket you had used for that night's airing, because I knew it would be cold. It wasn't caught on anything, but the more I felt the texture, the more I felt like you were there, saying, 'Don't do it Natalie, please don't do it.' I pulled myself off the edge, and sobbed. I sobbed Danny. I thought about everything that had happened since I came to Sports Night. Each and every moment. I found myself back in the studio, though I don't remember leaving the roof. I wandered aimlessly around the studio, hoping that someone had stayed behind. No one had, and I walked into your office. I sat there, and no matter what, I couldn't get myself to leave. I didn't trust myself to leave. I don't remember if I fell asleep or not, but the next thing I knew, you were there. I was scared that you'd figure out what I had almost done, so I tried to act strong. In a way, when you kept talking to me, you soothed me. I didn't feel like I had to be strong. I just felt... I don't know. I just remember feeling tired," Natalie said.

A silence filled the room, as Dan listened to her story, then thought about what she had said.

"Natalie... I'm not sure what to say... You've done the same for me. When we came back from the strike, I saw the dust on the anchor desk. It made me cry. I don't know why," Dan said.

Nothing more was said between the two as Natalie stood up, followed by Dan.

They both stared at each other.

Dan bent his head down slowly and Natalie responded as their lips touched.

"Natalie, I need... oops," Jeremy said as he walked in.

Dan and Natalie looked at him.

"Uhhhh...." Natalie said quietly.

"I'll come back later... yeah," Jeremy said turning to leave.

"Don't worry Jeremy, I was just about to leave," Dan said, smiling at the embarrassed Jeremy.

Dan walked past Jeremy, and before completely leaving, took one more look at Natalie.

Things at Sports Night were back to normal.

"Natalie, Dana wants to talk to you about something I discovered. She wants your opinion on it," Jeremy said, speaking to Natalie.

Natalie didn't respond.

"Natalie?" Jeremy asked.

"Yeah... I got it," Natalie said.

Natalie walked past him and out of the conference room.

Jeremy smiled slightly.

"Finally..."