Hours later, the call came in from Warner with the results. She was going to give them to Shiela over the phone, but after discussing it, they both agreed that it would be best if all parties involved were present when they were read. Jack was in the middle of a trial when the call came in. The bailiff gave him the message. He called and said he'd be there as soon as he could get out of the courtroom. The judge allowed a continuance because Jack stated it was a "personal emergency". Shiela and Brian waited patiently outside Melinda's office for him to arrive. Once he got there, Warner let them in and put the films up to the viewing lamp, showing that the results were 99.9 positive that the two men were father and son. Jack turned white as a sheet as soon as he saw the evidence. He was hoping it was all part of some brilliant joke on Shiela's part. One look at his son and he knew better.

The shock was too much for him. He the two he'd talk to them both later, stoically took his copy of the results and left. Shiela couldn't recall a time where she had ever seen Jack so rattled. She always thought nothing could knock John James McCoy for a loop. Brian went upstairs with his mother to the precinct so she could finish up some paperwork. She barely got off the elevator when she was called into Captain Cragen's office. "What's with all the trips to the M.E.'s office today?" He explicitly wanted to know. "There aren't any active cases that require you to be down there." Now was the moment of truth. "You may as well know, Cap, this is my son, Brian James Newman-McCoy." "Run that by me again!" She handed him the test results to prove it. He couldn't believe his eyes as he read it. He looked at Brian as he took a seat on the corner of his desk. "My God, he does look like him. So, when did you plan on sharing with the rest of us that D.A. McCoy is the father of your son!" He became very upset, to say the least. "I'm so sorry, Don, but I didn't have a chance to tell anyone. Hell, Jack just found out last night. The whole thing happened so fast I haven't even had time to think let alone tell anyone." The Captain sighed as he took his place back in his desk chair. He handed her back the paper and told her to finish up and take her son home.

When Jack arrived back at his office, he quickly poured himself a scotch as Arthur Branch knocked at his door. He could tell that something was bothering him immensely. He handed the papers over to his boss and was amazed that he didn't even flinch when he read them. "You don't seem surprised." "Well, at least you know now You should be grateful." "You knew about this the whole time and never said a word!" "Yeah, I knew. I made a promise never to tell anyone." Jack sighed in frustration. "Sorry, Jack. I'm a southerner. Where I come from, a promise made is a promise kept until the day you die unless someone says otherwise. Believe me, if I could have told you I would have."