Jack who had been reading over Danny's shoulder informed the others. "She left him."

"I can't believe it," Samantha said. "I can't believe that she would do this to him."

"And to her son…," added Vivian.

Martin then said, "I hate to say it…but it now makes sense. I mean…we didn't have any good leads. At least now he knows. He can stop worrying about her."

Jack was reading the e-mail over and over again. "Vivian…call Maggie Kelly. Let her know about the letter. Samantha and Martin, will you catch up with Danny? He shouldn't be alone right now."

Samantha and Martin nodded and walked out as Vivian dialed Danny's telephone number. Jack sat down at the computer and continued to read the letter. Ty looked up from the computer screen and asked, "Do you still want us to track the black van down?"

As he continued to read Kathryn's words, Jack responded, "I'm not sure."

Maggie answered the telephone at Danny's apartment. "Hello."

"Mrs. Kelly? This is Vivian Johnson."

"Have you found her?" Maggie asked hopefully.

"Not exactly. Danny received a brief phone from Kathryn. She instructed him to check his e-mail. We couldn't trace the call. In the e-mail, Kathryn says that she has left him. She doesn't want us to look for her," Vivian replied with sadness.

"That's not possible, Agent Johnson. Why hasn't she called me?"

"I don't know, Mrs. Kelly."

"I want to come down there. I want to read that letter."

"Mrs. Kelly…"

"No…I have to see it for myself. Can the agent here drive me to your office?"

"Of course…if that is what you want."

"It is. I'll be there in fifteen minutes." Vivian closed her phone and addressed Jack. "Maggie Kelly is on her way here. She needs to see this for herself."

"OK. Let me know when she gets here," Jack said slightly distracted as he rose from the chair and headed back to his office.

As Jack and Vivian awaited Maggie's arrival, Danny did the only thing he could think of. He found the nearest bar. Instead of sitting at the bar, he found a table towards the back of the establishment. He didn't like people watching when he drank…especially when he wanted to get drunk. Normally, he used to drink alone in his apartment, but he couldn't go back there. He couldn't face Michael. More than anything, he wanted to stop feeling. He wanted to stop seeing her face. He didn't want to remember what she looked like the last night she spent with him because it was all a lie. Starting over, not giving up, loving each other…it was all a lie. Maybe he just wouldn't let himself see the truth. He wanted things to work so much that he pushed her too hard…he pushed her away.

A waitress approached his table. "Hey there. What can I get for you?"

"Tequila…and a beer," he said without making eye contact with her.

"Coming right up." She came back a minute later with the shot and beer. "Here you go. Drinking alone today?"

Danny just nodded as he looked at the alcohol sitting in front of him. When he still didn't look at the waitress, she just walked away.

In the meantime, Martin and Samantha were combing the area around the Federal building looking for Danny.

"He could be anywhere. He could have taken a cab back to his apartment for all we know," Martin said.

"He didn't go home. This has to be devastating for him, Martin. You should have heard him talking about her last night. He believed they were happy. He believed that she loved him. The thing is…she must be really messed up. I read her journal…and she said she loved him. But she also sounded very desperate…so maybe she was just trying to convince herself. I don't know…but he didn't go home. He wants to forget…forget about her…forget about the pain," Samantha said as she stopped in front of a bar a block from the Federal building.

"You think he wants to drink?" asked Martin.

"Yep. I'll try this one. Why don't you look across the street?"

"OK," Martin replied as he started to head toward the street.

Samantha entered the bar. She knew he was there. It was the closest bar to the office, and she knew Danny wouldn't be picky. She was surprised when she didn't see him sitting at the bar, but she slowly made her way towards the back.

Her breath caught as she found Danny sitting at a booth in the back. She watched as he sat there with the alcohol in front of him. He ran his hand over his face and hair. Samantha had never seen anyone so tortured before. Before she even realized what she was doing, she approached him. "It's not worth it, Danny."

He sighed and shook his head, but didn't look at her. "How do you know? I thought that staying clean would help me keep my family, but…it doesn't matter. She still left."

"You still have a family. You have…"

"Don't say it. Don't say his name. I can't think about him right now."

Samantha sat down across from Danny and tried to make eye contact with him. "You have to. You have to think about your son right now. You are all he has. He shouldn't have to suffer because of what has happened."

"Samantha…," Danny said as he finally looked up at her. "Don't do this. I don't need you or anyone to tell me how to deal with this. I just want to be alone."

"So that's it? This is how you are going to deal," she said as she looked at the tequila. "I don't accept that. You wanted our help to find Kathryn, but now you won't let us help you through this? That's not fair, Danny. And that's not how friendship works."

"We work together, Samantha. We're not friends…so let it go," Danny said icily.

When he said that, Samantha felt like he punched her in the stomach. She wasn't sure what to say, but she wasn't giving up. "Is this how you operate when you want to drink, Danny? I remember the last time when you started to pull away. I made excuses for you. I said you were just going through a tough time. But the truth was, you just didn't want anyone around to watch you self-destruct. Well, I won't let you push me away…not this time. You have too much at stake…and if she really doesn't love you…then she isn't worth it."

"Don't talk about her like that. I must have done something. I pushed her away. It has to be me…not her."

"How can you say that? You're still here. You're not abandoning anyone…yet," she said as she looked at the drink in front of him.

Danny started to wring his hands. He wanted the drink so bad. He wished Samantha would leave. He wished he were alone. He was so tired. He hadn't slept in two days. The last time he was asleep she was in his arms. How could so much change in so little time?

The waitress then came to the table and asked Samantha, "Can I get you something?"

"No, thank you," replied Samantha.

Before the waitress could leave, Danny asked, "Excuse me. Um…can you take this away? I'm…um…I'm done."

"You sure? You didn't drink any…"

"I'm sure…just take it."

The waitress cleared the table, and Danny stood up with Samantha. He put a few dollars on the table, and they walked out. When they got outside, Danny tried to take a deep breath to clear his head. Samantha then said, "I need to call, Martin. He's probably all the way uptown by now."

"He was looking, too?"

"Yes…we are all here for you, Danny."

Danny just nodded and then said, "I…uh…I need to go to a meeting."

"OK…do you want me to come? Is there one in the area?"

"Uh…yeah…there's one in that church over there. I'll go on my own. I'm OK now. But can you do me a favor?"

"Name it."

"Call Maggie. Tell her what's happened and find out if Michael is OK. Tell her that I'll be home soon to take care of him."

"Of course."

"Thanks," Danny said as he started to walk away. Samantha also started to walk back to the office as she dialed Martin's cell phone. She heard Martin answer, but then heard Danny call out her name. "Samantha?"

"Hang on a second, Martin," she said as she turned around.

"Thank you…for finding me. You are a good friend," Danny said as he looked at her. Then he turned and headed for the church.

Samantha just smiled sadly as she started to fill Martin in on finding Danny.

Back at the office, Vivian met Maggie at the elevator. She had Michael with her. "I thought that Danny might want to see Michael. Is he here?"

"No…he…um…he had a hard time after reading the e-mail. I think he just needed a few minutes to himself. But, I'm sure he'll be back soon," Vivian reassured even though she had no idea where Danny was or what he was doing.

Vivian led Maggie to Jack's office. "Mrs. Kelly…thanks for coming down," Jack said. "This little guy is getting very big."

"He seems to grow overnight," Maggie said as she looked at Michael and started to cry.

Vivian guided her to a seat on the couch and then said, "I'm going to take Michael down the hall to give you a few minutes."

Vivian left with Michael. Then Jack sat down next to Maggie. "This is a tape recording the of the conversation between Danny and Kathryn."

Jack watched as Maggie listened to her daughter's sad voice. Tears continued to fall from her eyes. Jack gave her his handkerchief. And then handed her a copy of the e-mail. Maggie shook her head as she read the e-mail.

"This doesn't make sense, Agent Malone. Where is Danny? I have to talk to Danny," Maggie said urgently.

"Wait here for moment," Jack said. Then he left the office and went into the bullpen area. Martin and Samantha had returned and were playing with Michael. "Did you find Danny?"

"Yes. I found him. He…uh…he went to an AA meeting. I was going to call him to let him know that Michael is here," Samantha replied.

"Call him. Get him back here. Mrs. Kelly needs to speak to him."

Samantha dialed Danny's phone number.

"Hello," he answered.

"Hey…sorry to interrupt."

"That's OK. We were just finishing up here…I just caught the tail end of a meeting."

"Kathryn's mother is here. She brought Michael down with her. Jack showed her the letter, and she needs to speak with you."

"I bet she does. She probably can't wait to blame me for driving her daughter away. I'll be there in 10 minutes. How's Michael?"

"He's perfect. Martin is teaching him how to throw a football."

"Good. I'll…uh…see you in a few."

Ten minutes later, Danny stepped off the elevator. Samantha brought Michael to the chair by the elevators in anticipation of his return. As soon as Michael saw his father, he sprinted into his arms. Danny exhaled as Michael put his arms around his neck and squeezed. He then sat down with him in a chair. "Hey buddy."

Michael looked up at Danny and said, "Missed you…daddy. Where mommy?"

For the first time since he read the e-mail, tears filled Danny's eyes. "I've missed you, too," Danny said as he held Michael as close as he could.

Vivian didn't want to interrupt, but she knew that Maggie was waiting to see Danny. "Danny…Mrs. Kelly is anxious to talk to you. She's in Jack's office."

Danny sighed heavily and kissed Michael on the forehead. "You stay here. I'll be right back. OK?"

He walked down the hall and entered Jack's office. Maggie was sitting on the couch. He noticed that she was still crying. "Maggie…I know what you are going to say. And I'm sorry…I'm sorry that she left…I'm sorry for whatever I did to make her leave."

Maggie stood up, walked over to Danny, and took his hand. "Danny…our girl is in trouble. There is no way she wrote that letter."