Bobby pulled up to the apartment building and parallel parked his car quickly before jumping out. He ran inside and up the two flights of stairs. He banged on the apartment door loudly and shouted, "Come on, open up! I know you're in there!"

A very sleepy Helen who was wearing a pair of blue scrub pants and a gray tank top opened the door. Though it was only 10:45 at night, Helen had been deep in dreamland and looking forward to actually getting more than eight hours of sleep that night. More than a little surprised to find him at her door in the middle of the night, Helen asked, "Bobby? What are you doing here?"

Bobby pushed through the door and slammed it behind him, glaring at Helen. "How long have you known?"

Helen blinked, still half asleep. "Known what? You're not making any sense Bobby."

"About Kelton," Bobby spit out.

"Chris Kelton? Lindsay's boyfriend?" Helen asked. Either she was far too sleepy for this or Bobby still wasn't making sense. "What about him?"

The red haze that had been in front of Bobby's eyes began to fade. Maybe Helen didn't know. If she did, Bobby couldn't imagine that Kelton would still be working or even alive. "You don't know, do you?"

Helen huffed out a sigh. The sleep cobwebs were fading and she was getting annoyed. "What don't I know?"

Bobby rubbed a hand over his face. He sat down on Helen's couch and told her what had happened that night, Chris's hitting Lindsay, Bobby throwing him out, and Bobby and Lindsay's subsequent trip to the hospital. The only thing he excluded was Lindsay's pregnancy. He had a feeling that Lindsay would want to tell Helen herself.

Helen's eyes snapped with fury and before Bobby had even finished, she'd jumped up and pulled on a pair of ancient running shoes that were sitting by the front door.

"That bastard! I'll kill him. I had a feeling that something was going on, Lindsay's canceled our last two dinners. Where is she now?"

"I left her locked in the office, I told her I was getting dinner."

"You left her alone?!" Helen yelled, angry now at both Bobby and Kelton.

"In my office with both doors locked. He can't get her there. What are you doing?" Bobby asked as Helen ran into her bedroom. She emerged carrying a Wal-mart bag that was full of something.

Helen gave Bobby a withering look. "What's she going to sleep in? Her suit? I'm bringing her pajamas."

Bobby nodded. "I'll take them to her."

Helen continued to the closet and grabbed a zip up sweatshirt. "I'm coming with."

"Helen." Bobby warned.

"Bobby." Helen gave him a look. "I'm coming."

Bobby glanced at his watch and realized that he didn't have time to argue. "Fine. But don't upset her."

"I won't."

Bobby and Helen hurried down to his car, then to pick up the pizza which was waiting for them. When they arrived at the office, Bobby unlocked the outer door then let them into his office. Lindsay was lying on the couch, sleeping. While Bobby went to the closet to get a blanket for her, Helen sat on the edge of the couch and gently shook her friend's shoulder. "Linds? Lindsay wake up."

"Helen?" Lindsay opened her eyes, confused how her friend had gotten to Bobby's office.

"Yeah, it's me."

"What are you doing here?" Lindsay asked as she pushed herself to a sitting position. She glanced at Bobby then and sighed. "Bobby got you."

Helen nodded. "Wanna tell me what's been going on?"

Lindsay shook her head. "Not really."

Bobby set the pizza box on the coffee table, put a slice on a paper towel and handed it to Lindsay.

"I'm not hungry," she argued.

"You have to eat," Bobby insisted. "I'm going to go get something to drink, leave you two to talk for a few minutes."

Helen nodded and Lindsay leaned against the arm of the couch. Maybe she could keep from telling Helen. It wouldn't be easy but maybe she could distract her. Lindsay waited until Bobby left, but before she could say anything Helen said accusingly, "He hurt you. Why didn't you tell me?"

Lindsay shrugged and changed topics not so subtly. "You're going to be an auntie."

Helen looked at her, confused, then smiled. "You're pregnant?"

Lindsay nodded. "Almost seven weeks."

Helen laughed and hugged her friend. "That's great! A baby! Oh, I'm so happy for you!" Helen pulled back then and her smile faded. "Is that why you're staying with him?"

Lindsay shook her head. "No, at least the baby isn't the only reason." Lindsay leaned against the back of the couch and stared at the ceiling. "You don't understand, Helen."

Her voice sounded so empty and lifeless that it scared Helen. She set Lindsay's piece of pizza back on the table and took her friend's hand. "Understand what? I won't understand anything unless you talk to me."

Lindsay didn't look at her friend but continued to watch the ceiling tiles as if they held the secrets of the universe. "You've always had guys falling all over themselves to be with you. Chris is the only one who's ever loved me. And it's not his fault that I'm the way I am."

"The way you are with what?"

"I'm screwed up, Helen. Chris is the only guy who's ever been there. Dad left when I was 10 and I've seen him three times since, my brother left home as soon as he turned 18 and hasn't come back yet. And after all that, there was college and law school. Things kept changing. Chris is the one thing that's been constant in my life, that I've been able to depend on since law school. Except you."

Helen exhaled loudly. She'd never liked Kelton. He was a spineless little wimp, the kind of guy who in high school had to make other people feel bad to make himself feel good. "He may have been a constant Lindsay, but look what he did to you. That's not a good constant."

Lindsay turned and looked at her friend tiredly. "I don't want to get into this right now."

"Lindsay," Helen protested firmly.

"Helen," Lindsay returned just as firmly. "I'm really not up to this, okay?"

Helen sighed but nodded. As much as she hated it, she'd just have to give Lindsay time and space to figure it out for herself. Instead of pursuing the topic like she wanted, Helen leaned over and hugged her friend. "I love you, Linds. You're my best friend and I hate seeing you hurt. You know I'm here whenever you need me."

Lindsay nodded and hugged Helen back. "I know. I love you too."

Bobby looked into his office from outside next to Rebecca's desk. He'd gotten the drinks but when he saw the women talking, he had taken time to at least pick up some of the books that now scattered the library floor. Though he couldn't hear what they were saying, Bobby desperately hoped that Helen had managed to convince Lindsay to leave Chris. When he saw Helen and Lindsay pull apart and Helen hand Lindsay a piece of pizza, an insistent look on her face, Bobby judged it safe to enter again. He joined them, bearing two Pepsis and a Sprite. He handed the Sprite to Lindsay, knowing that she shouldn't have caffeine and then gave Helen one of the Pepsis. Helen moved so she was sitting on the table across from Lindsay and Bobby took Helen's spot on the couch.

After they'd finished eating, Lindsay changed into the yoga pants and t-shirt that Helen had brought and sat back on the couch. She leaned against one arm and tried to curl her knees to her chest. Bobby saw the pained look on her face and without a word he gently picked up her legs and laid them across his lap. Lindsay reached out a hand which Helen took and rubbed between her own. Within ten minutes, Lindsay was sound asleep again and Bobby was dozing. Helen stood and spread the blanket over both of them before lying down on the floor between the couch and the table. She took Bobby's suit jacket and used it as a pillow before falling asleep herself.