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A/N: Thanks to everyone who left a review on the previous chapter. Ok so I wanted to post the second and final part of this story before I go on vacation so that's why It was posted so quickly. Hope you guys will enjoy it...I wrote it before this week's episode aired.

Kim was fidgeting in her kitchen, her hands in an open drawer. Adam had come over about an hour ago with some food after she had called him, asking to see him. She had kept her distance from him since the miscarriage and for the first time since, she had extended an invitation, needing to get back to what they had before that all even happened. They were in a good place, their friendship something she missed the most.

"Kim, you okay in there?" Adam leaned over her couch, wondering what was taking her so long. He waited a few seconds, waiting for an answer that wasn't coming. "Darling?"

"Huh?" She closed the drawer, turning to look at him across from the kitchen.

"Are you okay?" He got up from the couch and walked tentatively towards her.

"Eeh, yeah, I'm fine." She forced a smile, leaning against the counter.

"It's me Kim, you don't have to put a front for me."

"I'm trying but it's hard." She admitted, looking at the floor, her right foot rubbing an invisible spot on her floor.

"I know that you asked for space and I want to respect that but I want to be there for you."

"I know." She looked up at him. "I want to let you in and I haven't really done that these past weeks."

"I know you're hurting Kim." He took a step forward. "It feels like your heart's been ripped out of your chest." He hadn't really talked about this to anyone because more than anything, he wanted to talk about it with Kim.

"But that's the thing. My heart's not the only one that's been ripped out. I've been shutting you out when you're hurting too." She trailed off. It was the first time that she was actually processing the loss in regards to Adam and it took her a long time to get there.

"Hey, it's okay." He took the few steps separated them and pulled her into his chest. "We're going to be okay." He kissed the top of her head. He could feel her body shaking from the tears that were wetting his shirt but he didn't care. She was letting him in for the first time in weeks and he wasn't going to throw the opportunity to be there for her, regardless of how he was feeling. "Come on, let's get you back in the couch." He guided her back to the living room and sat back down, pulling her into his side. They stayed silent like that for long minutes.

"Thanks." She whispered into the silence.

"I'm right here and I'm not going anywhere." He was playing with the material of her sweater, his head on top of hers that was resting on his shoulder.

"It was hurting too much to go to you." She moved her head into his shoulder. "I felt like I let you down by not protecting the baby better." She mumbled into his shoulder.

"Hey, what's this?" He retreated from their embrace and took her by the arms, finding her eyes swimming in tears. His heart felt like it was in a vice, the pain in her voice, the blame not lying with her like she was obviously believing. "What happened was not your fault."

"Wasn't it?" She chocked up, the tears threatening to spill again. "I'm the one who insisted on working the case, I'm the one who didn't wait for back-up, it is my fault." She tried to pull herself away from the couch but Adam wouldn't let her pull away again.

"You saved a kid's life that night Kim. If you hadn't been there, she would have died." He was desperately trying to make her see reason. "She's someone's daughter and she's with her family thanks to you."

"But we lost our daughter."

"How do you know it was a girl?" He smiled softly at her. "Maybe it was a boy." He pushed a strand of hair that had fallen in her face behind her ear

"And we'll never get the chance to find out." She cried out, no longer able to contain her tears.

"We will, I promise that we will, some day." He ran the pads of his thumbs against her wet cheeks. "If there one thing that I'm completely and utterly sure of is that this baby brought us back together and I don't ever want to lose sight of that." He kissed her. It was the first time since that night where they had left together but it felt right. His love for her had never diminished and although they took different paths, they had an undeniable connection and he wasn't going to spend one-minute wondering what if or why they had gotten here but he wasn't running away anymore.

Kim's lips tingled when Adam's lips pressed against hers. The kiss was soft but she knew what it meant. Adam wasn't giving up on her even if he was hurting but it was promise to move forward together.

"How are you so sure about all of this?" She whispered as their lips parted.

"Cuz you're like the best thing that I've got going on right now." He smiled. The words fell deep into her heart, making her smile, the same way it had made her smile the first time he had said them to her.

"Ok." She leaned up and pushed herself on her toes to kiss her, her right hand cupping his cheek.

"Ok. Come on, let's go back to that movie we started." She followed him back to the couch with no objection and they simply sat down, cuddled together and they watched the movie until Kim fell asleep against Adam. He turned the tv off and extracted himself from her before scooping her up in his arms and bringing her to her bed where he knew she'd be more comfortable. He stripped her of her pants and pulled the blanket over her, placing a kiss to her forehead. He was just about to leave when he felt her hand on his wrist.

"Stay."

"Sure." He stripped of his jeans and plaid shirt and slipped under the covers with her, letting her drape herself all over his body. He stroked her hair and the arm that was over his abs until he fell asleep, things finally lighter for them now that they had shown their feelings.

Kim woke up first to Adam who was snoring lightly. Knowing him so well, she knew he was in a deep sleep so she slipped out of the covers and into his flannel shirt, heading for the kitchen to make breakfast for the two of them. She pulled things out of her fridge at random, knowing that Adam would probably be starving when he woke up, he always was. She made pancakes for herself, moving around to her left, needing something in the last drawer. When she opened it, her eyes landed on what she had put in there the previous day and had been so nervous about. She smiled, took what she needed out of it and returned to cooking.

Adam stirred in bed and smiled. He always loved waking up in this bed because he always knew deep down that he belonged there. When he turned to his side, he found Kim's spot empty but he could hear her humming from the kitchen. He pulled the covers away and found his pants, slipping in them before reaching for his shirt that was n o longer where he had left it the night before. He knew that meant she was wearing it and that made him smirk. He followed the sound of her voice and found her in the kitchen. As he had thought, she was wearing nothing but his flannel shirt but she looked sexy as hell like that.

"Morning." He leaned against the counter, crossing his arms over his chest.

"Morning." Kim smiled as she turned around, a spatula in hand.

"I seem to be missing my shirt." He cocked his head to the side with a smile.

"Uh yeah, about that." She stuttered, feeling heat creeping up on her cheeks.

"It looks better on you." He pushed himself off the counter and a hand against her hip, pulling her into him. How'd you sleep?" He looked down at her.

"Really good. Thanks for staying last night."

"Whatever you need, I'm there." He ran his hand against her arm. "Need some help?"

"I'm good, it's almost done." She turned back to the stove to finish making breakfast. He pulled plates out and made coffee while she finished up. They moved around the kitchen like a well-oiled machine and the domesticity was looking good on the both of them, Kim feeling more at peace than the previous night. They ate breakfast in light conversation and comfortable silence, Kim's leg pulled against her chest at the kitchen table.

"Where's your head at darling?" Adam reached across the table to take her hand in his, pulling her out of the spot she was looking at over his shoulder.

"I'm good." She smiled at him. "I actually have something for you." She got up and went back to the kitchen pulling an envelope from the drawer closest to the dining room.

"For me?" He didn't think they were anywhere close to being there but she was setting the pace right now.

"Sort of a peace offering." She gave it to him but he didn't make a move to open it.

"Peace for what?" He looked at her quizzically.

"For pushing you away these past weeks." She looked down, poking at the remaining food in her plate.

"It's fine Kim." He looked in the envelope and saw Hawks tickets.

"I figured we could go together, start things slow, could be fun." She looked at him and smiled, a smile on his lips too.

"I'd love that." They finished breakfast and Adam insisted on doing the dishes. Kim watched him from her perch on the counter, having been told under no uncertain terms that she wouldn't help in any way. He was cleaning them with attention, aware of her eyes on his every move.

"I'll head in the shower." She hopped down the counter and ran a hand against his arm. "I'll give your shirt back in a little bit.

"Take all the time you need." He poured himself another cup of coffee and grabbed the newspaper, finding the sports section and counting his blessings. He would take whatever she was willing to give him if it meant they moved forward together.

Kim let the water wash over her body. It was warm and she lathered up her body and washed her hair, hoping it would freshen up her thoughts. She was happy about Adam sitting in her kitchen but they still had a long way to go and hopefully they could get back on stronger footing, their loss bringing them together in ways that nothing else could. She leaned against the bathroom door and watched Adam read the paper, a cup of coffee to his lips. The sight made her smile and she was glad she had made the call. Adam sensed her presence and turned in his seat.

"Did the shower help?" He noticed that she had his shirt on her again, paired with yoga pants and her hair piled on her head in a lose bun.

"A lot." She was about to talk again but he cut her off.

"You can keep it." He smiled at her. "You've always liked that one."

"Thanks."

"So, any plans tonight?" She walked back towards him.

"Molly's with Kev, come with us?" She had been invisible at Molly's these past weeks.

"Sure." She needed to get back out in the real world and with her best friend and Adam, their status not clear to her yet, was the perfect way to do it.

"Alright. I will go back home and change and I will see you, tonight." He stood, cupping her cheeks and pressing a kiss to the top of her head.

"Thanks again for last night." They looked in each other's eyes.

"Always." He pulled away from her and slipped into his jacket, walking out the door, happy of where they were finally heading.

A/N: So this is my idea of them slow moving forward together again. I really hope you guys enjoyed it and please take a few seconds to leave a review before you go. - Sarra