Maggie saw them the moment Adam carried her through the door. He couldn't find a wheelchair and wasn't waiting for someone to get one for her. "Help her Maggie."

"Follow me." She found them a room and Adam insisted that they get an OBGYN consult. He didn't want a random Doctor, he didn't want to waste time.

He watched Kim lying on the bed, her eyes closed but that did stop the tears nor the fear that he could see oozing from her. He was only grateful that Kim held onto his hand, if he tried to move she would hang on tighter. She was terrified, but couldn't open her eyes, she didn't want to see the reality of their situation. She didn't want to see Adam's fear.

After asking a few questions about the pregnancy so far, how far long she was and if there had been any problems the Doctor, Dr Wolfe eventually got down to what was happening now for which Adam was grateful, he just needed to know they were both okay.

"Any bleeding?"

"No, no don't think so." He asked if he could take a look and check and Adam had never been so terrified in his whole life.

It was strange watching him lift her gown and ask her to spread her legs a little, it felt intrusive and he'd be lying if he didn't get a little pissed off. He did remember his sister telling him that once you had kids all sense of prudishness was blown out of the water. In the end you just didn't care who looked at it. "No, no bleeding."

"Well that's a good sign right?" Adam queried. He needed to know everything. He needed to ask questions because Kim wasn't at the moment, she was kind of on auto-pilot and almost detached.

"It is." Dr Wolfe nodded and then set up the Ultrasound machine so he could run a scan. "Let's take a look."

Kim's hand squeezed Adam's tightly and he tried not to break hers with his death grip either.

"There you go." The Doctor turned up the volume and they could hear the heartbeat of their baby. "Nice strong heartbeat. It all looks perfectly good in there, however…." Wiping over the probe and replacing it he turned to Kim "…if you keep doing what you are doing you may not be so lucky next time. The bigger your baby gets the less the protection from outside forces."

"Okay." Kim's obvious lack of concern didn't just bother Adam, the Doctor was also perplexed.

"Kim, I'm serious here. You can't keep doing this. Not if you want to carry this baby to term."

"Sure, I got it." She let go of Adam's hand and he felt the shift in the air of the room.

"Fine, anyway I will need you to stay overnight."

"What for?"

"Just as a precaution. Some bed rest and give everything a chance to settle down a bit."

Kim shook her head. "I can't stay, I've got work to do."

"Kim, we can handle it. Just stay tonight."

"Don't tell me what to do." She snapped at Adam. Something had definitely changed. Now that she knew the baby was okay it was like she had packed that away and was back to hating on him.

Dr Wolfe was a smart man, he picked up on his patient's mood. "Kim, do you want to continue with this pregnancy?"

"Yes."

"Then you need to stay here tonight. At the moment things look good but the next few hours are critical. I strongly suggest you stay tonight, on bed rest. Otherwise it could be bed rest for a lot longer."

"Fine."

Kim closed her eyes as soon as the Doctor left and Adam didn't really know what to do. "You can go." She finally spoke once she realised he was sitting beside her bed.

"I can go get you some things from home. Some Pj's, dry clothes, a book to read, your iPad?" Adam offered.

"I'll be fine. You can go back to work." Adam shuffled nervously. "Seriously Adam go back to work. Can you please find out about Emily. I need to talk to her parents. I need to apologise."

"I know you've got to do this, but I don't know what to say."

"I know what you want to say, you want to say you are happy that the baby is okay. That's all you care about." The anger and bitterness was hard to ignore but he had to swallow it. It was like a red hot poker though. He tried to understand her anger and to some degree he did, the loss of that girl was tragic and knowing Kim as well as he did he knew how much that would have crushed her listening to that and not being able to help. On the other hand he was relieved his baby was safe and he was relieved she was safe. Those two meant more to him than anything.

Adam spoke calmly and quietly. "I'm going to go and let you get some rest, I'll pick you up some stuff and be back soon. I'll keep you in the loop with the case." Despite how closed off she was he bent down and pressed his lips to the top of his head. "You know where I am if you need me."

Kim didn't answer but the moment he left she felt suddenly alone. It scared her and she held her hands over her stomach protectively. She felt a crushing weight because she was glad her baby was safe but she wasn't ready to admit that to anyone, she didn't want anyone thinking that she was heartless, that she didn't do everything she could for her own selfish reasons. She didn't want to see disappointment in someone else's eyes.

Adam's legs felt like lead as he trudged up the front steps of the District. As soon as he spied Platt he knew he wasn't getting past her without stopping. "How is she?"

Adam leant on the desk, suddenly needing to take the weight off his legs. "Okay I guess. All's good, the baby is fine. It's Kim I'm worried about."

"In what way?"

"She'd punishing herself for not going into the room and letting the girl die."

"She said that?"

"Not really." Adam shrugged. "I just get that sense, ya know. Anyway she's staying overnight, which is annoying her. I'm gonna head back soon."

Trudy squeezed his forearm. "Anything I can do?"

"Maybe try and give her a call, she might pick up but really I think she just needs a bit of space and time." He made a move to leave but Platt held his arm steady.

"And you?"

"I'm okay. I'm good." He nodded. He was lying and Platt knew it. These two were too bloody single minded and stubborn, precisely why they could never quite get it together. She watched him go and the slump of his shoulders told her everything she needed to know.

As he came up the stairs everyone swung around to look at him. It was strange, they were obviously tying up the case so everyone was doing something and he didn't know what to do. "Hey, How's Burgess?" Kev was the first to speak as Voight came out of his office.

"Staying the night, she's okay, a bit knocked around but it's all good."

Kevin tilted his head. "All?"

"Yep." Adam felt like the baby was overwhelming everything. It's all people wanted to know and of course he was relieved everything was okay but he got the distinct impression that Kim would hate it if that was all people were worried about. She'd told him just as much. "She's just getting some rest." He slung his jacket over the back of his chair and picked up his coffee mug, he needed a serious jolt.

Voight followed him into the break room and closed the door. "Kim's doing it tough right? Is it about the girl?"

"Yeah, yeah." Adam added a couple of sugars to his coffee and then turned to face Voight and leant against the bench. "You know Kim, she tries and wants to save everybody." He sighed and tried to choose his words carefully. "Am I an asshole for saying that I am okay that she stayed out because it protected my baby? I feel like I am."

"No Adam, everything has changed for you now. That's being a Dad." Voight shoved his hands in his pockets. They were shaking a little, he understood Adam's struggle. He'd been a father, he was a father. "Doesn't matter that you haven't met them yet."

"Has the notification been done yet?"

"Not yet, just waiting on confirmation. You wanna do it?"

"Yeah, is that okay?" He knew at some stage Kim was going to want to see them, she wouldn't be able to help herself and she'd need to do it to move on. He wanted to do this for her, even if right now he doubted she would appreciate it and part of him wanted to meet them and get some sense of how they were going to react. Sometimes it's just pure devastation and sometimes they'd get angry at them for destroying their lives, he needed to know which side of the coin they fell.

"Sure."

Kim's phone kept buzzing so she turned it off. She'd spoken to Platt briefly but couldn't face anyone else. Platt had told her to get angry, sad, frustrated and then put it behind her and get some rest.

She couldn't do that with the constant buzzing so she turned it off and closed her eyes. She'd been moved up to the ward and the Doctor had been in to check her again and Kim was relieved that the everything had settled down. He asked her if she wanted something to help her sleep tonight but she was reluctant to take anything at the moment and never really had a problem sleeping.

When she woke a few hours later she could see Adam dozing in the chair and a she felt herself smile a little. She felt lighter, her adrenaline had waned and the sting had come out a little. She had tried to rationalise her choices and decisions and the outcome and for now she was in control of her feelings. Whether it continued she had no idea but for now she was focussed on the people in this room, the three of them. "Hey." She called softly. "You're back?"

Adam shot up suddenly. "What? Yeah, you okay?" He stood beside her bed and cautiously reached for her hand.

"I am, I feel better."

"Good. I bought you some things. Do you want something to eat? I can order in something. They bought you dinner but it looked like shit so I sent it back."

"Thanks. I am starving." Slowly she pushed herself up and swung her legs around over the edge of the bed and sat for a moment. "You gonna just stand there and watch me try and cover my ass with the stupid gown."

Adam winked. "Yep. I like the view."

"Typical. Hey, what's gone on? What did I miss?"

Adam brushed some hair back over her shoulder. "Go to the bathroom, we'll get some food and then talk yeah?"

So next up...that conversation and lets see if Kim really has reconciled her choices or whether it chews her up inside.