Danny made it easy for Kathryn to move on. He didn't call her. He didn't try to apologize. He didn't try to see her. Kathryn felt he clearly didn't want her anymore. So this time, it was easier for her to get over him. At least, that's what Kathryn tried to tell herself. If she ever found herself missing him, she would just think of the awful things he said to her the last night she saw him. And while she knew that wasn't the Danny she loved, it was a part of him, and she could never be with someone who could be so hurtful even if he was drunk.

So Kathryn just tried to appreciate the good times and the good memories. A couple of months passed, and she was so busy with work she barely had time to think about him. She was working on a major death row case. Her days were filled with reviewing evidence, jury selection and witness preparation. She barely had time to eat or sleep. While she appreciated being busy, the work and lack of sleep was starting to catch up with her. One afternoon, she actually found herself falling asleep with her head on her desk when she heard a knock on her door.

She quickly lifted her head up and was very dizzy, but she called out, "Come in."

Samantha Spade and Martin Fitzgerald walked in her office, Danny's co-workers. Samantha started, "Hi, Kathryn…um…we were hoping to talk to you for a few minutes."

"Hey," Kathryn replied still a bit disoriented. "If you need a warrant or something, you'll have to go through ADA Cranson. I'm kind of busy…"

"It's not about a case," remarked Martin.

"It's about Danny," Samantha said quietly.

Kathryn's heart sank, "Is he…is he OK?"

"Oh yes…it's nothing like that. Well, actually, we are worried about him…rather Martin is worried. I just want to prove him wrong," Samantha said as she smiled and glanced at Martin.

"Let me explain," Martin said. "The past couple of months, I've noticed Danny slipping. It wouldn't be so noticeable except usually Danny doesn't make mistakes. Sure, sometimes he acts on impulse and something doesn't work out. But, he's never sloppy. Lately, he's been late a lot. And he's just not the same."

Samantha interjected, "I think he is just going through something personal, and maybe he just needs time. We all go through hard times, but Martin seems to think…"

"Why are you asking me?" Kathryn asked. "Why do you think I would know about Danny?"

Samantha and Martin glanced at each other, and then Samantha said, "Danny's an irritatingly private person. He usually doesn't tell us anything. But I saw you a few months ago at the courthouse. I saw there was something between you, so I kind of bugged him until he admitted you two had dated."

"That was a long time ago."

"I know, but he really seemed to care about you so I was hoping at the very least you two were still friendly, and maybe you could shed some light…"

"No," Kathryn said quickly and she stood up. "I can't do that. We broke up a while ago. We don't talk ever. So, I couldn't tell you what is wrong with him." Kathryn lied. She knew Danny was still drinking. Kathryn was starting feel nauseous at the thought of Danny and all the memories.

Then Martin said, "Are you sure? We're thinking…or I'm thinking, actually, that he is drinking and that's why…"

Samantha glared at Martin, "We said we weren't going to go there."

Martin responded, "What else could it be, Samantha? One day he's fine, and the next he seems completely hung over. It's not a stretch."

Kathryn watched them as they argued over their co-worker. Samantha didn't want to believe that Danny had fallen so far probably because she has known him longer. She wanted to see the good in him. Martin was clearly more skeptical. Kathryn wasn't listening to them anymore. She was feeling more and more dizzy. She braced herself on the desk, and then sat down quickly.

Samantha noticed her go down, "Are you OK?"

"I…uh…I haven't eaten. I've been working non-stop on this case, and I think it's catching up with me."

Martin looked at her with concern and said, "And we aren't helping at all. Obviously, Danny isn't your concern anymore. We shouldn't bother you. Samantha just thought you could give us some insight."

Kathryn nodded, "I'm sorry I can't help." She couldn't tell them the truth. It wasn't her place anymore.

Samantha touched her arm, "You need to get some rest, and something to eat. Can we get someone for you?"

"No, I'm fine," Kathryn replied as she grabbed some crackers out of her drawer. "Just low blood sugar."

"We are really sorry that we bothered you. We didn't mean to pry or bring up bad memories," Samantha said as she and Martin headed for the door.

"You didn't. I'm fine."

Martin and Samantha said goodbye. Kathryn put her head back down on her desk. She decided that she needed to get away from the city. As soon as the case was over, she was going to take a long vacation.

Later that afternoon, Kathryn was in court interviewing potential jurors. She was having trouble focusing. As she was asking a question, the judge interrupted her and told her she had asked the same question twice.

As she looked up at the judge, about to respond, the room started to spin. Before she knew what happened everything went black.

Kathryn woke up in the emergency room. She panicked because she couldn't remember anything. Shelly, her friend from work, was standing outside the curtain. Kathryn called out in a hoarse voice, "Shelly?"

"Hey…you gave us all a scare. You went down like a ton of bricks, and hit your head."

"How long have I been out?"

"A couple of hours."

"The trial…I have to get back…"

"Whoa…girlfriend, you need to take it easy. Cranson is taking over. He'll be fine. You need to get some rest and EAT!"

Kathryn noticed the IV in her arm. "Why I am hooked up to all of these machines?" Kathryn asked looking around.

"I'm not sure. Your doctor is on her way here. Maybe it is because you hit your head. They said you might need to stay over night."

"Oh no…"

"You'll do whatever they tell you to do. Do you want me to call anyone? Your parents or Danny?"

Kathryn shook her head. Shelly still didn't understand why she and Danny broke up. Kathryn didn't tell her the truth. So Shelly still bugged her about getting back together with him. "I'm fine. Please don't call anyone."

Just then, Kathryn's doctor walked in, "I hear someone is forgetting to take care of herself."

"Dr. Waters, it's no big deal. I just skipped breakfast."

"Well, let me be the judge of that," the doctor responded as she looked at Kathryn's chart. The doctor then addressed Shelly, "Would you mind giving us a minute. I just need to examine our patient."

Shelly just smiled and walked out and the doctor closed the curtain.

"God, you look so serious. I'm not dying, am I?"

"You never went back on the pill after you and your boyfriend broke up, did you?"

"No, I told you there was no reason for me to stay on it if we weren't together."

"Did you start seeing someone else?"

"No. I was on the pill when Danny and I were dating. I stopped…and…" Kathryn hesitated. She remembered the two times they had sex after his brother died. "Oh God…"

"You are about 8 weeks along," the doctor said with a look of concern.

Kathryn started to cry, "It was twice. We got back together for a week or so after his brother died. And then…it didn't work out."

"Well, it only takes once."

Kathryn sat up in the bed, "Is that why there are all these machines?"

"Yes, generally, they take more precautions with someone who is pregnant. And it was imperative that they re-hydrate you. Your nutrition in the first tri-mester is very important. You can call my office. We can get you in soon for your first pre-natal appointment. We'll do an ultrasound…"

"I can't."

"What?"

Kathryn looked at her doctor as tears rolled down her face, "Patricia, I can't have this baby."

The doctor sat on the edge of bed and took Kathryn's hand. "Are you sure? You should probably talk about it with your boyfriend. You've always said that you wanted children."

"I do…I did…God I used to watch Danny when we would watch TV or watch him tell a story, and I would imagine what our children would look like. A little boy with Danny's smile…a little girl with his eyes. But now, it's just not the same. He's not a part of my life anymore. I can't tell him about this."

"Why don't you take a week to think it over? I'll have my secretary send you some brochures to look at. If this is still what you want, then we'll schedule it."

"I don't think I can wait…"

"You'll have to, Kathryn. This isn't something you can rush into. After you look at the brochures, call me if you have any questions," the doctor said as she patted her hand. "You'll stay the night, and they will discharge you in the morning."

Kathryn nodded. She couldn't say anything else.

After Kathryn got out of the hospital, she tried not to think about it. She tried to forget there was a life growing inside her – a life she and Danny created. But every morning she was reminded when she could barely make it to the bathroom to be sick. She mentally cursed herself for letting Danny back into her life even for a short time. She finally received the brochures from her doctor: Abortion and Your Body, Your body-Your decision. She read them over and over. She never imagined herself the type of woman to have an abortion. She always thought it was for promiscuous women. And even though she started sleeping with Danny so quickly, Kathryn never thought of herself as promiscuous. This just proved to her that she was completely wrong.

Knowing there was a part of Danny inside of her, she started to think about him more and more. For Martin and Samantha to come to her, Danny must be in a lot of trouble. Part of her wanted to reach out…just to see how he was. But she knew if she saw him again that she could never go through with the abortion. After the week passed, she called her doctor to make the appointment. Her doctor couldn't fit her in for another another week. If Kathryn didn't know better, she would have thought the doctor wanted her to think about it more.

Kathryn finally went back to work after taking a week off. ADA Cranson took over her murder case. At one point in her life, she would have fought to get it back, but she was so exhausted she didn't even care anymore. She met with her boss first thing that morning to get a new assignment.

"Good morning. How are you feeling?" her boss asked.

"Not too bad. Still a little shaky, but I'll be fine."

"I thought you would have been pissed about Cranson."

"If he needs my help, I'm here. But to be honest, I could use the break. In fact, in a couple weeks, I may need to take another week off…if that is OK?"

"No problem. You have the time to take. Why don't we keep your workload light then."

Kathryn nodded appreciatively.

"Billings is starting prep work on the Randall case. It was a kidnap/ransom. Are you familiar with it?"

"Yeah," Kathryn remembered that Danny worked on the case. They got the girl back, but it took them months to find the kidnapper.

"He needs help with the depositions. This was a complicated case. A lot of agencies were involved in getting the guy. Here's a list of names. Shelly has already set up depo times. They will come to you. Sound good?"

Kathryn scanned the list of names and breathed a sigh of relief when she didn't see Danny's name. "Sounds fine. Thanks."

Kathryn went back to her office to prepare for the depositions by reviewing the case file. She spent the day taking statements from various law enforcements officials and witnesses. Towards the end of the day, ADA Billings called her.

"Hey Kathryn. How are the depositions coming?"

"No problems so far. The case is looking tight," Kathryn said wearily.

"Do you have time for one more? I have time for one more, but then I have to get home to watch my kid's soccer game."

"It's good to know you have priorities in order, Phil," Kathryn said in a slightly sad tone. "I'd be happy to help."

"Great can you come to my office around five? I'll leave it open. I haven't been able to get a hold of this guy to cancel."

"No problem."

"Thanks, Kathryn. Bye."

"Bye."

Kathryn gathered her briefcase and purse, and left her office. She figured she could take the deposition and leave straight from Billing's office. With any luck, she'd have her feet up in a warm bath by sundown.

She set up in Billing's office, and opened the file he left for her. As she read, her heart started beating faster and faster. The deposition was for Danny Taylor. He was testifying about finding the girl. Billings had all the questions prepared. Kathryn panicked. She couldn't face him. She quickly started to gather her things. She planned on leaving and then telling Billings that she got sick and had to go. She'd call Shelly to come down and let Danny know that Billings wasn't available. She started to open the door to leave and there he was standing right in front her…his fist up ready to knock on the door.

Kathryn was speechless.

Danny just looked at her, and then looked at the office door to make sure he came to the right place. "I thought I was meeting ADA Billings," he said coldly.

"You were…he…uh…he had to get home, so he asked me to take this, but I didn't know it was you until just now."

"So you were trying to make a fast getaway."

"Look…let's just re-schedule this. Billings can do this tomorrow, probably."

"No can do…I have to get it done today. I'm busy for the rest of the week."

"There's no one else around who can do this tonight."

"Well, I guess we'll just have to suffer through it," Danny said as he slid passed her and entered the office.

Kathryn, all of the sudden, felt a wave of nausea. She mentally scolded the baby inside of her for giving her this reaction. She took a deep breath and turned around. She set her briefcase and purse back down on the desk and took a seat. "I have a list of questions for you. We'll put you on tape. I need your voiced acknowledgement on tape that you will answer completely and honestly. I'm starting the tape now."

Danny made a statement into tape. Kathryn tried to be as professional and matter-of-fact as possible. It helped that Danny was being the same. He didn't smile. He didn't make any jokes. He just answered each question. Kathryn couldn't help but notice how different he looked. He looked exhausted and run-down. Of course, she probably looked the same to him, but for different reasons.

After he answered the last question, Kathryn said, "That's it. We're done."

Danny nodded. "That was easy enough," he said as he got up.

Kathryn was mentally fighting herself, but something made her ask, "H-H-How are you?"

Danny looked at her with little expression and replied, "Fine."

"You don't look fine," she said without even thinking.

"Thanks, but I didn't ask your opinion," Danny responded as he was turning to leave.

"I don't know how I could have been so stupid to fall for you. I thought it was the drinking that made you a cold bastard, but clearly that just comes to you naturally," Kathryn said finding more confidence with every word.

Danny turned around and said, "Do you really want to get into this? Believe me, you don't. So just let it go. You don't know me. You never did."

"I know a lot more than you think. I'm sure that dealing with your brother brought up a lot of bad memories. So you wanted to forget…you wanted to forget about all the pain. I could have helped you, but you chose alcohol."

"What the hell do you know?" Danny smirked.

Kathryn hesitated. In her head, she knew she should let it go. But her heart needed her to tell him. "I know that you were abandoned after your parents died. I know that you didn't have anywhere to go, and you couldn't rely on your brother. I know that even though you couldn't depend on him, you still tried to help him. And you paid for it. That's how you got the scar on your stomach. I know that in your whole life, there was really no one you could depend on but yourself. So you probably started drinking to numb the pain…to feel less alone. What I don't know is why you couldn't depend on me. I wanted to be there for you."

Danny started to look angry and walked closer to her, "Someone's been doing her homework, but you still don't know the half of it."

"I'm sure I don't. And now I never will," she said in a small voice as Danny came within inches of her.

As he approached her, something in him softened. For a moment, Kathryn thought he was going to kiss her. So she backed up slightly to brace herself on the desk. But he didn't go any further. Instead he just whispered, "You're right. You never will."

It's was all Kathryn could do to keep her composure knowing that his child was inside of her…knowing that in a few days she would kill their child.

As Danny turned to walk away, he knocked her purse off of the desk. He bent down, on polite instinct, to pick it up. Kathryn cried out, "No, I'll get it." But it was too late.

Danny picked up the purse and the two brochures that fell out. He put the purse down, but kept the brochures in his hand. As he looked at them, he said, "What the hell is this?"

"It's nothing. They're for a friend," Kathryn replied, but knew she didn't sound convincing.

"For a friend?" Danny asked skeptically. "Are you pregnant? Were you pregnant?"

Kathryn put her head down. She didn't know what to say.

"Tell me the truth," Danny demanded.

Kathryn finally asked, "Why do you care? You don't want me anymore. Why would you want our child?"

"Our child…," Danny looked like he had been punch as the realization hit him.

Kathryn took the brochures from him and stuffed them in her purse. Then she made an effort to move past him, but he grabbed her. "Were you going to tell me? Or…"

"No, I wasn't."

"Have you had it yet?"

Kathryn knew it would be easier to lie and say yes, but she couldn't so she said, "No. I have an appointment next week. Let me go, Danny." He still had a tight grip on her arm.

"No…we need to talk about this," he said desperately.

Kathryn laughed, "Oh…we need to talk about this? About this? We can't talk about anything that involves you or your problems, but now…"

"This isn't a problem. It's our baby."

"Don't all of the sudden get sensitive about this when you've been treating me like I meant nothing to you for the last two months. You don't have the right. Now let me go or I will scream."

Danny finally loosened his grip, and she slipped out of his arms. She started to back away from him towards the door. Before she could leave, Danny said, "So, that's it."

"Yes. That's it. I've made my decision. Please respect that, and just leave me alone," Kathryn said as she walked out the door.