After Vivian briefed Jack about Sylvia Marquez and the phone conversation overheard by Mrs. Kopeckie, Jack told Vivian to set up a phone trace on Danny's phone since there still could be a ransom demand. Although it was unlikely, they still had to consider it since her parent's were wealthy. Then he told Viv to go home and go straight back to Danny's in the morning.

After speaking to Viv, Jack went out to the bullpen area where Samantha and Martin were working. It was approaching midnight. Kathryn had been missing for over twelve hours.

"I just talked to Viv. We need to check out Sylvia Marquez, his nephew's mother. According to Vivian, her interest in Danny may have been more than just wanting a substitute father. Also, Martin – did you run their phone records? Viv says that Kathryn was on the phone at 10:30."

Martin nodded, "Yeah, she talked to a Dr. Rachel Wallace at 10:30. I looked her up. She's a marriage and family counselor. We'll need Danny's permission to talk to her, and even then, if Kathryn told her something in confidence, she may not be obliged to tell us."

"I'll call Danny and get permission, and then I'll talk to the counselor first thing tomorrow. What do have on her former boyfriends?" Jack said as he turned to Samantha.

"Richard Kendall – she was engaged to him five years ago and left him at the alter. By all accounts, he has moved on with his life. He married two years ago, and has a newborn daughter. I called him and he is coming in first thing in the morning. Bachelor #2 is Evan Wyatt – they dated about a year ago. He's my pick if this is a personal vendetta, but his alibi checks. He was in meetings pretty much all day. He won't come here, but I think I will pay him a visit tomorrow."

Martin then added, "We definitely need to pay him a visit. I talked to Regina Lesky, her father's receptionist, who was the last person to see Kathryn at the office. She said that she noticed Evan get on the elevator with Kathryn as she was leaving. She made note of it because she knew they had dated. Building security shows that Kathryn left the building alone, but we still need to find out what was said between those two. Also, security is sending us tapes of the elevator and the front entrance. We should have those in the morning."

Jack took a moment to process all the details and then gave out his orders. "OK…You two go see Wyatt first thing in the morning, and then come back here to meet with Kendall. I'll call Sylvia Marquez. If Wyatt seems shaky at all, let's bring him in and try to get search warrant. In the meantime, go home and get some rest. We will re-group in the morning."

Samantha and Martin looked at each other, and then Samantha responded, "Jack, we should just keep working. I mean…this is Danny's wife."

"If there were more we could do tonight, I would completely agree. But she hasn't been missing twenty-four hours yet, and they aren't any signs of foul play. Technically, we probably shouldn't have spent the time we already have, but at least we are more prepared now. Go see Wyatt first thing in the morning. We'll stay on her credit cards…we have a call in to all the hospitals and morgues…Viv is going back to Danny's first thing. All our bases are covered."

Samantha and Martin just nodded and walked away to prepare to leave. Jack walked back to his office and sat in his chair. He had a long day. He looked up and saw Martin head to the elevator. Then he closed his eyes to try and find the strength to go home.

"If you are going to make us leave, then you better go as well," Samantha said as she stood in his doorway.

He looked at her and gave her a slight smile. "I'm half-tempted to just stay on the couch. I don't think I have the energy."

Samantha walked in and sat in the chair across from him. "You know what makes all of this so hard?"

"What?" Jack asked.

"He finally found happiness. Danny finally found real peace and happiness in his life. For years, he came to this place everyday and put on a happy face, and most of the time, I really believed he was happy. But then he found Kathryn and Michael was born…and I realized we never really knew him at all. It's not fair, Jack. It's makes me think that there are no happy endings in life," she said as she glanced at him sadly.

Jack stood up and put a hand on her shoulder. "We don't know anything yet. Don't lose hope."

She leaned into his touch slightly as tears well up in her eyes, and then stood up quickly before she did something she would regret. "I should go. You should, too. I'll…uh…call you tomorrow after we talk to Wyatt."

"Sounds good. Come on. I'll walk you out."

Samantha met Martin at Evan Wyatt's office building at 8 a.m. Martin met with their security personnel earlier to go over the surveillance tape from the elevators.

"Morning," Samantha said as she approached Martin in the lobby. "Is Wyatt here?"

"Yeah. He got here ten minutes ago. He's in his office," replied Martin as they started toward to elevators. "The surveillance tape is interesting. He got on the elevator after Kathryn. It looks like they exchange some heated words, and then he grabbed her and pushed her against the wall."

"What?" Samantha asked shocked. "Why didn't security say something? I mean her father runs the business."

"Well there are about 12 businesses in this building. And no one even saw the exchange until they looked at the tape delays after we gave them a timeline."

"What happened after he grabbed her?" Samantha asked with concern.

"She kneed him in the groin, and the elevator doors open. She runs out, he takes moment to collect himself, and then gets off the elevator."

"Did he follow her?"

"It doesn't look like it. He didn't even leave the building, according to security. He had lunch in the cafeteria and then returned to a meeting," Martin replied.

"What about her? Do we see her leave?"

"Yeah…she walks out and heads east…then she disappears, " he said in a sad tone.

They exit the elevator and find Wyatt's office. The door is open, but Samantha knocks lightly.

"Evan Wyatt? Special Agents Spade and Fitzgerald. We are with the FBI," she said authoritatively.

"Is this about Kathryn? Should I have my lawyer here?" Evan asked.

Martin gave him a puzzled look. "I don't know…do you need a lawyer, Mr. Wyatt? We just have a few questions, but you certainly have the right to an attorney."

"I don't have anything to hide. So I don't need an attorney. And I want to go on record as saying I think it a waste of taxpayers' money to look for Kathryn when she probably just left her husband. But I guess since her husband is an FBI agent…no expense is spared. You're wasting your time. Those two were bound to fall a part," he said with contempt.

Martin and Samantha exchanged glances as they took seat across of Evan. Samantha started, "Mr. Wyatt, why don't you tell us about your relationship with Kathryn Taylor?"

"I met her a few years ago at an office Christmas party. Her mother thought we would make a good match. But she was completely distracted the whole time. She finally got a phone call in the middle of the party and left. I found out later that she was already dating Danny, but her mother didn't know about it. She was always at his beck and call. So I let it go, but her mother would occasionally make comments about how she didn't think it would last between them and sure enough…it didn't," he said with a smile.

"Well, they are married Mr. Wyatt. So obviously things worked out," Samantha said.

"Yes, I know. They are married now, but first…he knocked her up and then left her high and dry. So I tried again. And she seemed more receptive this time. She had Michael, and I guess she was trying to start a new chapter in her life…or so her mother said. So I agreed to go out with her."

"What was that like?" Martin asked.

"At first, it was nice. She seemed like a nice girl who had been through a hard time. So we were taking things slow because she wanted to. And then…and then I met Danny. He was there picking up Michael one night. I could see the panic in her eyes…and the jealousy in his."

"So how did you feel when they got back together?" asked Samantha.

"Well, I probably wouldn't have cared if she had been honest with me. But instead, she started screwing him while we were still dating."

"So you were angry?" asked Martin.

"Hell yes. I invested a lot of time into the relationship with her. And she runs back to this guy who treats her like dirt."

Samantha started to say something, but Martin interrupted her. He knew she was going to come to Danny's defense. "Did you see her yesterday?"

"Yes. I saw her here at the office. We ran into each other on the elevator."

"What happened? Did you talk?" Martin continued.

"Uh…nothing happened. We acknowledged each other, and that was it."

"Do you usually acknowledge someone by grabbing them and pushing them against a wall? We have a tape that shows you doing just that," Samantha said as Martin pulled out the security tape.

"Well…how resourceful. OK…we had words. And if you saw the whole tape, you saw that she more than defended herself."

"So what happened between you two?" Mark asked in a commanding tone.

"I asked her what brought her down here…"

Flashback to day before in elevator

Kathryn stepped onto the elevator and pushed the button for the lobby. Just as the doors were about to close, Evan breezed in. Kathryn rolled her eyes and moved to the back of the elevator.

"Well…well…what brings you to our neck of the woods?" Evan asked sarcastically.

"It's really none of your concern," she replied coldly.

"Don't tell me you are finally taking you father up on his job offer? Does that mean we'll get to see each other more often? Oh goody…how does Danny feel about you working with me?"

"I wouldn't be working with you. In fact, that would be my number one request…to work as far away from you as possible, Evan."

Evan walked closer to her and grabbed her arms. When she tried to shrug him away, he pushed her against the wall. "How dare you. How dare you act like I'm the bad guy in all this. I was good to you…but you preferred being treated like a whore. I figured maybe if I started treating you the way Danny treats you…then maybe I'll finally get lucky with you too."

"Let me go, you son of bitch."

"Oh come one…maybe you'd like to hook up with me now that you are married to someone else. That's what you like, isn't it? It excites you, doesn't it?" he said as he tried to kiss her.

Without saying another word, Kathryn kneed him as hard as she could in the groin and then ran off the elevator once it opened.

End of flashback

"You're still pretty bitter, aren't you?" asked Samantha.

"I'm tired of women who always want the unavailable guy…who always wants the guy who treats them like dirt. Danny only wanted her when he couldn't have her anymore, and she played right into his hands. They tried to say it was about their son, but I know better."

Martin glanced at Samantha as she looked at Evan with contempt. "Did you see Kathryn again yesterday?" he asked.

"No, I didn't leave the office until after six, and then I went straight home."

"Will you take a polygraph?"

"I don't think…"

Samantha interrupted. "Look if you have nothing to hide, then there shouldn't be a problem. You were the last person to see her yesterday and you had an argument. You're not looking very innocent right now, Mr. Wyatt."

"Fine. I'll take your polygraph."

"Great. Why don't you come to our office with us right now?" Martin asked.

As Martin and Samantha were interviewing Evan, Danny was still at his apartment. He hadn't slept all night. Maggie finally fell asleep in the bedroom. She and Michael were still asleep while Danny was trying to rest his eyes on the couch. Every time he closed his eyes he saw Kathryn's face. He tried to remember the last good time they had together. Things had been strained between them for so long. He finally remembered the morning the day before they lost the baby.

Flashback

Early one morning, Danny stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel low around his hips as he watched Kathryn absentmindedly brush her teeth. He watched her for a good minute before he finally asked, "Where are you this morning?"

She looked up embarrassed and smiled as he stared at her with an amused expression through the mirror. Then she rinsed the toothpaste out of her mouth and replied, "I was thinking about re-decorating the nursery. And about where we are going to fit our growing family."

Danny walked toward her and locked his hands around her waist as he pulled her to him. He rested his hand on her tummy as she rested her back against his still-wet torso. And then he kissed her neck as she giggled. "Well…I've been meaning to talk to you about this. I don't know how to break this to you, baby, but we may have to move."

She turned around in his arms to face him with a confused expression. "Move…move where?"

"A lot of Manhattanites who have families find that they have to…you know…move to…"

Kathryn interrupted, "I can't even believe that you, Danny Taylor…Mr. New York City….would even suggest moving to…I can't even say it."

"Queens…Brooklyn…we could find a little house with a yard," he said as he let go of her and started to get ready to shave.

"You've must be joking," Kathryn said as she lifted herself up next to the sink so she could watch him. "I really can't imagine you mowing a lawn…or really doing anything related to home repair. We aren't burrough people, Danny. I was raised in Manhattan. I went to school here. I'm a city girl."

"I love it here, too. But we'll never be able to find a three-bedroom apartment in the city we can afford. It's not going to happen, my friend. You were lucky to find this place. And I'm pretty sure your parents helped you out with it at first."

"Yes…yes they did. I'm not ashamed to admit that. Maybe…maybe…I could get my parents to retire to Florida, and then we can take their house."

"Yeah, I'm sure that would go over real well. And in return, we'd have to sell our souls to your mother. I don't think so. I think we need to think more realistically," he said as he lathered shaving cream on his face.

"I don't want to be realistic if it means moving to Queens," she responded as she watched him shave with fluid, even strokes. Watching him shave was one of her favorite things. Her body tingled at the thought of kissing him afterward.

Danny laughed. "Come on. It wouldn't be that bad. And let's face it…we are going to need the room," he said as he lightly touched her stomach. He then finished shaving with a final stroke and splashed his face with water. As he toweled his face off, he stood directly in front of Kathryn as she moved to the edge of the counter so she could straddle his hips.

She looked up and touched his clean-shaven face. "After all this time, I still can't decide what I like better…stubble or this…actually both kind of turn me on," she said as she kissed him. He pulled her closer to his body and untied the sash of her robe. And then he slid his tongue inside her mouth to deepen the kiss as he let his hands wander under her robe.

After a few minutes of kissing and touching, Danny pulled away. "The FBI prefers I shave. And they also prefer that I be at work on time."

Kathryn groaned a little and said, "You know, pretty soon, I'll be sick as a dog in the morning. You better take advantage of this now."

"You're just trying to distract me because you don't want to talk about moving anymore," he said as he smiled and stepped away from her.

"No, that's not it," she said as she hopped off the counter and took his hand before he could walk out of the bathroom. He stopped and looked at her with an amused expression. "I just want you. I think you need another shower."

He smirked slightly as he watched her turn on the hot water and then turned back to him as she removed her robe. "Another shower?" he asked as he looked at her body.

"Yep," she said as she pulled him towards the shower. "I promise…I'll have you out in twenty minutes or less."

Danny gave up. He removed his towel, entered the shower with her, and then quickly took her in his arms as they stood under the spray of the hot water.

End of flashback

Danny opened his eyes when he heard a knock at the door. The memories of Kathryn were all around him. He got up from the couch and opened the door to find Vivian. She walked in and asked, "How are you this morning? You didn't sleep at all, did you?"

"I think I got a few minutes."

"Have you talked to Jack this morning," asked Vivian.

"Yeah, he called earlier. He wanted permission to talk to our marriage counselor. This is truly my worst nightmare," Danny said as he sat back down and held his head in his hands.

"We're going to find her, Danny," Vivian reassured.

"Don't handle me, Viv. I know your whole drill...what you do with families. The more time that passes, the more likely it is that we lost her. If we don't find her today, she is most likely gone."