Grrr...Fan Fiction has been frustrating lately...hopefully this time works

Adam reached for his phone as it beeped on the bed beside him. He'd fallen asleep with it close just in case he was needed. 'I've been let go. Can you come get me please?' Kim would have just caught a cab home but she knew Adam would be annoyed. As hard as it was right now she had promised him that they were in this together and this was part of that.

He fired off a quick reply that he'd grab a quick shower and be there within the hour. He smiled at her frustrated gif response but it gave him hope, she seemed in a better frame of mind. When he'd asked how 'they' were, she had answered that they were both rested and behaving.

By the time he arrived she was sitting on the edge of the bed scrolling through her phone. "About time." She grumbled. "I was so close to laying down far too much money on shit I am pretty sure we don't need."

"Such as?"

"A diaper genie."

"A what now?" He picked up her bag and slung it over his shoulder. "Is that someone who comes and like changes diapers at the click of the fingers?"

"No, it kinds wraps it and then stores it in the bottom cannister until you can take out the trash, oh and a baby wipe warmer."

Adam grabbed the phone out of her hand. "Okay Lady, you are bored. Time to go."

"Can you leave me your credit card?"

"No." He ushered her out the door after giving her the phone back. "I'm saving my money for Blackhawks and Cubs Memberships."

"What if it's a girl?"

"Daddy's little girl will love her Daddy dates." While the banter felt nice and normal they both knew it was only temporary but it was good to be in this place for a few minutes anyway. The swirl of heavy emotions would come back like the tide coming in. "What the Doctor say this morning?" Adam fell into step beside her, she wasn't slowing down for love nor money.

"Everything is fine Adam."

"I know, but you know, I need details. I'm a details kinda guy." He winked at her and Kim smiled despite herself. She knew she had to let him worry because telling him to stop was fruitless and accepting that this was how he was going to be was far less frustrating from both of them.

"Pftt, you are not." She scoffed playfully. "They did a scan, I'll send it to you."

"Oh." He hated missing out on them, he'd missed the first one which was a little bit of a scar he carried but they weren't in a good place back then. "All good."

"Heart beating wildly like yesterday, our little navel orange is happy as Larry." Kim waited until he opened the door of his truck to let her in. "The Doctor was in early, there wasn't time to call you."

After closing her door and throwing her bag in the back he climbed into the driver's seat. "It's okay Kim, I'm just happy that everything is good." He turned the engine on to start to warm up the inside. It was freezing out but he hadn't been inside the hospital long so it wasn't all that cold yet and insisted on seeing the video before he started driving. "Hi my little one." He cooed at the screen.

By the time he dropped Kim at home he was late for work although he'd called Voight and let him know that he was bringing Kim home first. He'd offered Adam the day off as well but he declined. "I think Kim would smother me if I stayed home."

Voight agreed. He was proud of him, he'd come a long way since he was that wide-eyed over enthusiastic annoying pain in everyone's ass. One thing he had always been though was a damn good cop with a heart that probably controlled him a little too much. That wasn't a bad thing, but it was not always a good thing either, getting the balance right was like walking a tightrope. As far as the baby thing went though, he had got it right and that impressed Voight. Voight could see through him, he was desperate for a family, a family he felt he never had growing up. It's why he did what he did for Antonio, Intelligence was his family and without this anchor he was always drifting. Kim and the baby gave him that anchor and yet every time he felt like it was holding firm, the tide would change and the anchor would start to drift a little.

Adam promised to talk to Voight about her meeting with Emily's parents but only if she promised to take it easy at home. "Platt has already chewed my ear off about not letting you anywhere near this place for the next few days. She's riding my ass."

"Platt always rides your ass. It's a sport."

"This is true, so humour me. Take pity on me, please." Kim agreed to relax for the day. The Doctor had told her that she needed to take it easy for a few days and the scare had given her enough of a shock to make her realise that she had to change and only she could do that. People were putting themselves out to help her adjust to her new place in CPD and she was resisting every little change.

It wasn't just her child, it was Adam's child as well. It was an overwhelming responsibility that she never really grasped until she saw the look of terror on his face. She was doing something incredible and it was time to embrace it.

A week later Adam pulled up outside the quiet house and it was nothing like he remembered. It felt more imposing for some reason. "Are you sure you'll be okay?" He had held Kim's hand for the last few minutes when he saw it starting to tremble. She had wanted to get this over and done with but Emily's parents asked for some time grieve and bury their child. They wanted to meet her but needed to be in the right head space to do it and that frustrated Kim and by extension Adam too because Kim was still wildly emotional and still blamed herself. They needed to close this chapter.

"Yes. I have to do this Adam, you understand that don't you?"

"I do."

"Everyone has tried to talk me out of it, why haven't you?" Voight, Halstead, her sister and Hailey had all told her to let it go but she couldn't. Atwater got it, probably because he knew her and he had talked to Adam. Adam regaled her last night with the three hours he spent yesterday in a surveillance van with Kevin and 'as you can imagine we didn't talk about the weather.'

"Because I know you, I know what goes on in here..." He pointed to her chest then her head. "…and in here. They are just trying to protect you."

"And you're not."

"I would do anything to not sit here and watch you walk into that house, I want to go with you but you need to do this to forgive yourself and I have to be okay with that."

"Why?"

He just rolled his head to the side and gave her a bemused smile. It wasn't really necessary to say it.

Emily's mother hugged Kim as soon as she opened the door. Adam had called ahead and let them know that Kim was coming and arranged a time. "Thank you." She sobbed. "Thank you."

As soon as the mother started crying it started Kim off as well. "I'm so sorry I didn't save Emily."

"But you found her. You didn't give up." Emily's mother, Winnie tried to speak, her voice crackled with barely contained grief. Now that they had said goodbye to their girl all she wanted to do, to start the rest of her life was thank the person responsible for finding her little girl. "You found my baby."

That did Kim in. "I'm pregnant." She blurted out. "I'm pregnant, I wasn't supposed to be outside the District and I got to the hotel and Emily called me but I wasn't allowed to go in. I had to wait. If I hadn't waited then I could've saved her…"

"No, no. She was already gone." Both Winnie and her husband John had been given the details of the bitter fight between the Police and the perpetrator and how Kim had tried to resuscitate Emily.

"I'm so sorry, I will never forgive myself…"

Emily's father stepped in when his wife couldn't speak. "Please, come sit down." He ushered both his wife and Kim into the lounge.

"Emily…" he shook his head sadly. "We loved her but she was broken, she was broken a long time ago and we tried everything to save her. We hadn't seen her for more than a year, she hated us, she blamed us for not protecting her, even though we tried., we tried everything. Emily had a boyfriend; he was twenty-four and she was just fourteen, he groomed her online. It was an abusive relationship, emotionally, physically…" his voice shook a little "…and sexually. He got her hooked on drugs and she blamed us. I'd go and drag her home and the next day she was gone again and then one day we couldn't find her anymore, nobody knew where she had gone, we drove around for months and months looking for her. You found her."

"I still owed it to her and to you to save her, that's my job."

"You didn't give up, we did get her back in some way. We had no idea where she was. I don't think she would have ever survived this, she was dead inside." Winnie finally calmed down enough to speak. They knew what had gone on, they knew it was a sex-trafficking ring. They had spent the best part of the past few days coming to terms with that. "We got to say goodbye to our beautiful girl, she can't be hurt anymore, she's not hurting anymore. This is better than not knowing, that kept me awake at night. The worry, wondering where she was every minute of every day and now I know where she is, she's safe. They can't hurt her anymore."

"I thought of my baby before yours." Kim kept pushing, she wanted them to blame her, to justify her own feelings but they wouldn't.

"And I would think of mine before yours too, without a second thought. Sweetheart. Your baby is your blessing. I hope you never experience this pain. I hope your baby never brings you a day of heartache."

"I'm sorry." Kim repeated and Winnie finally go the sense of what the young woman needed.

"We don't blame you." She came and sat next to Kim and hugged her tightly. "Thank you for bringing our daughter back to us. I hope any other person who calls 911 for help has a Police Officer on the end of the line who cares as much as you do. And those other girls you saved, think of them, they are home with their families now. You saved so many lives, so many girls and their mothers and fathers, because the not knowing chews you up inside. You should be proud of yourself."

Kim talked them through the phone call, what Emily had said and why she didn't give up looking for her. It was heart wrenching and also cathartic. When she realised that these people had so much love in their heart for their daughter despite knowing she was too broken to be fixed and also understood the decision Kim made it gave her some hope that she could get past this.

"How do you get over this? How do you move on?"

"I don't know, right now we are trying to hold onto the fact that she is not suffering, all the suffering is ours now but we've been living like this for a long time, with the pain and the heartache and the uncertainty. We've been waiting for that knock on the door. I don't think I ever expected the feeling of relief to be so freeing." Winnie smiled sadly. "Please, don't torture yourself. We will always be grateful for everything you did and tried to do. Now you need to look after yourself and your precious new life because every baby is a gift. You and your husband are blessed."

"We are lucky. It was a surprise, it wasn't supposed to happen." Kim didn't bother correcting her about the lack of a husband. It was too complicated and unnecessary.

"Yes it was."

Kim didn't speak on the way home. She sat stiffy, her hands tightly clasped in her lap. Adam had asked if she was okay and she nodded and then continued to stare out the window. "They don't blame me."

"And how do you feel about that?"

"I don't know."

He wasn't sure if she wanted him to stay when he got her home but he stayed anyway. Kim disappeared into the bedroom and he heard the shower running so he took a seat on the sofa and waited.

Apart from the small table lamp the room was dark and he stared out of the window into the dark Chicago night and waited. Trying to guess what would come next. As someone explained to him, even though their baby was fine Kim still had to go through the stages of grief, they weren't always about death, sometimes it was grieving for the life you once had before everything changed. Trudy was surprising like that. He was hoping she was heading towards acceptance but he was here for whatever stage she was at.

When Kim reappeared she just stood there wrapped up in her comfort clothes, including his favourite hoodie until he held out his hand and Kim took at hesitant step towards him. "Come here." He urged her softly.

Kim curled herself into him, her head on his shoulder, her arms curled tightly against his chest and he quietly wrapped his arms around her and kissed the top of her head. "Let it go Kim."

So she cried in his arms until his shirt was soaked with her tears and he didn't move until she was done.

Well that's it for this little tale, I hope you enjoyed the alternate version of the what we got to see on the show.