Instead of having dinner with her father and Christi, Anna had feigned fatigue and excused herself. She'd lied and told them that Danny was working on a case. When she'd left the restaurant, she hadn't known where she was going, but eventually she'd found herself at Danny's building. He'd given her a key after she'd waited for him there after their fight in the Hampton's.

She knocked on his door, then let herself in when he didn't answer. Surprised he wasn't there because he'd said earlier that he'd wanted to crash, she tried calling his cell phone, but there was no answer. Obviously, he'd turned it off.

She couldn't understand because he never turned his phone off. Then she called her apartment. Stan told her that he hadn't seen Danny.

Finally, she just laid down on his bed and waited for him to show up.

At some point, Anna must have fallen asleep because the next thing she knew it was 1 AM and she heard the sound of his shower being turned off. She sat up and squinted when Danny opened the bathroom door. Watching him walk out with a towel wrapped low around his hips felt very familiar, but she didn't want to admit that to him or herself.

"I was worried about you," she said quietly.

"I was surprised to find you here," he replied as he sat on the edge of the bed.

"Where were you? You weren't answering your cell."

"I…um…I took a walk. I needed to clear my head. And then I went to your place, and Stan told me you were here."

She nodded.

"I'm glad you're here," he whispered as he touched her face and let his fingers run through her hair. He looked at her almost desperately. He wanted to say more, but the words wouldn't come.

She saw fear in his eyes. "I don't want to lose you, Danny. Nothing has happened that we can't work through…right?" she asked hesitantly.

For a moment, he was taken aback by her question. He looked in her eyes and then looked down while shaking his head. "I don't…," he started, but then said, "We can get through this."

Anna sat up in the bed, put both of her hands on his stubbled face and pulled him closer to her. She looked deep in his eyes before kissing him. Somewhere in the back of her mind, she knew she was testing him. He pulled her even closer and kissed her back passionately. He slowly laid her back down on the bed and within minutes removed his towel and her remaining clothes.

Since they'd started dating again, their lovemaking had been equal, meaning both had participated vigorously. But on this night, Danny took control in a way that reminded her of their first time when she'd been so timid and unsure. He hadn't just made love to her that time. He'd also constantly reassured her and made sure she was okay. She'd never felt safer or more whole in her life. Just like her first time, on this night, Danny uttered soft whispers of reassurance in her ear while he was inside off her telling her that he would always love her and she was safe with him and could trust him.

After they finished, they laid facing each other on the bed, their bodies still tangled together. For some reason, they weren't able to fall asleep right away. Danny played with her hair as they just stared into each other's eyes. And then he finally spoke.

"I should've gone with you tonight to see your father. I'm sorry, baby."

"I shouldn't have sprung it on you like that—"

He shook his head and put his thumb on her lips. "Don't apologize. This was my fault. I was a jerk, and I'm sorry."

She kissed his thumb. "But we were supposed to talk tonight."

"We're talking now. The stuff that happened with Raffi—I hate that you were exposed to that. He came to see you to get under my skin. I don't know what kind of relationship he and I can have, but I never want you in the middle of it. I know I should do a better job of talking to you about it. And I will. I promise."

"I just want to help you."

"I know. Sometimes I think we are so different. I'm not used to having someone like you in my life. I've tried to be more open with you. I know that's important. I have tried, but sometimes I'm afraid…"

"Afraid of what?" she asked in a surprised tone.

"…Afraid that I'll lose you, and you'll leave me if you hear something that is too much for you. So I want to protect you from it. I can deal with the fights, the misunderstandings and the insecurities, but I can't lose you again."

Anna reached out and put arms his neck. She held him as tight as she could. She always thought she was the only insecure one in the relationship. "You can tell me anything. I know I can be a over-sensitive, insecure basket case, but as long as I know you still love me, I can deal with just about anything."

Danny held her just as tightly burying his face in hair as a tear rolled down his cheek.

They spent a busy weekend together that included finally going to a Mets game and culminated with meeting Anna's father and Christi for Sunday brunch. Christi was as flirtatious as ever. She seemed intent on endearing herself to Danny, but he barely took his eyes off Anna the whole time. Anna couldn't help but notice that he was even more attentive to her that weekend than usual. He stayed at her place the whole weekend. Her father even commented to Anna that they seemed very much in love, and he was happy that things were working out this time.

On Monday morning, Danny went to work with the usual spring in his step. Vivian and Samantha both commented on his improved mood from the previous Friday. He told them that he'd needed one good weekend to get him back on track.

They didn't have an active case going on so they all kept busy at their desks. Danny was diligently reviewing case files, when his telephone rang.

"Taylor," Danny answered.

"Agent Taylor. This is SAC Olczyk. I need to see you in my office ASAP."

Danny frowned, but didn't hesitate. "Yes sir. I'll be right up." Then the phone went dead.

He rose from his desk, put on his suit jacket and straightened his tie. For some reason, he felt nervous. Olczyk, Jack's boss, had never asked to see him before. "Where's Jack?" he asked as he looked into Jack's office.

Vivian and Samantha looked up from the conference table and accidentally answered in unison. "Chicago."

They smiled and then Vivian continued. "He was in Chicago this weekend. His flight got in early this morning. He was coming straight here after he landed, even though I told him he should take the day off. Why? Do you need something?"

"Um…no…I'm sure it's nothing. Olczyk just called me. He wants to see me right now."

Martin looked up from his desk and exchanged perplexed looks with Vivian and Sam, and Vivian then responded again. "You're probably right. It's nothing, but you should get up there."

"Yeah. I'll be back in a few," Danny said as he walked out of the bullpen.

"What on earth could that be about?" Martin asked as soon as Danny was out of ear shot.

"Who knows?" Vivian said as she returned to her desk.

Samantha didn't respond, but she had a nagging feeling in her stomach.

Danny took the stairs up to Olczyk's office two at a time. When he entered the receptionist's area, she addressed him. "Agent Taylor?"

"Yes, ma'am," he answered.

"Go right in."

"Thank you," he answered and then walked into Olczyk's office. Olczyk was on the phone, but he pointed to a chair in front of his desk. Danny sat in the chair and then nervously played with his hands until Olczyk finished the call.

Olczyk didn't greet Danny at all when he got off the phone. He just started to leaf through a file in front of him. Danny wasn't sure whether he should speak or not. He'd only been around Olczyk a handful of times, and Jack had always been there so Danny never really had to talk to the man before.

Olczyk finally looked up at Danny and addressed him. "You're in a world of trouble, Agent Taylor."