Things got hotter and hotter before Woz's son ended up in the hospital, Gina there by Woz's side as his wife showed up.
She gave Gina a very specific glare before moving into the hospital room to see her son. Gina looked at Woz, her nausea there because of her condition or that look. "Does she know?" she asked.
Woz nodded, "Someone told her everything," he shared, "I'm pretty sure Stahl is responsible," he was coming loose but then Julia walked in, taking over his attention.
Gina moved away to allow them privacy, preparing to go home as soon as she could tell Woz. Her heart beating rapidly as she realized her time with Woz was now knowledge to his wife, a woman who'd cooked for her and the rest of the family.
Woz walked back to Gina's side. She spoke, "I'm going to go home. You need to be here with your family," she stated.
Woz interrupted her, placing his finger to her lips, "First, you are not staying in your home after a hit was just attempted on us. Second, we have to go back to the precinct, IA is going digging and we need to make sure there's nothing to find."
Gina was almost asleep on her feet, the first trimester fatigue more real then she'd expected, "I'm in. You have to drive," she added, "I can't keep my eyes open."
"You are not one to sleep much. Looks like it's finally catching up with you," he teased before leading her to the car so they could save themselves.
Days later, Gina found out she was being benched temporarily. She knew it was Harlee keeping her from the danger they were facing, but she wondered what she'd told Woz to get him to agree.
Harlee revealed it without Gina needing to hunt it down. Harlee explained to Woz that if his history with Gina was discovered she'd be even more at risk.
Gina was on desk duty through the rest of their war, even the takedown of Julia. She sat at her desk, waiting for Woz to walk in.
She had decided she needed to tell him about the pregnancy, she couldn't keep it secret forever so it would be better to come clean. Gina flipped through paperwork, mindlessly, her ears listening for the familiar sound of Woz's voice.
Gina had no idea, per her current status with the team, that Harlee was bait to handle Stahl and that he took her, at least until Woz walked in.
"I want everyone out there looking for Stahl," he ordered, "He has Harlee and we need to find out any property he might have taken her to."
Gina stood, her heart dropping into her gut, "Harlee's been kidnapped?"
Woz shook his head, "It's the only thing that makes sense. Do you have any friends in the FBI? We need to find a location, a lead of some sort."
Gina nodded, "I have a few from school. I'll reach out," she moved closer to him, forgetting all about revealing her secret. She reached out and grabbed his hand, giving it a squeeze, "We will find her."
He squeezed back, wishing he could pull her into his arms. Her closeness would be a much greater comfort then anything else in this world, but he let her go and started to walk toward his office when the kid they were protecting stepped into the precinct.
Woz looked at him, "What are you doing here?" he asked.
The kid didn't say a word. At the same moment, Gina stood with a location, about to share it when she saw the child pulling a gun out of his jacket. Woz saw it too, but he moved too slow as the kid pulled the trigger sending a bullet straight into his gut.
Gina screamed as she ran to him, dropping by his side, using her blazer to put pressure on the wound.
"Guys, I have Harlee's location," Gina said through worried sobs, "Go get her and I'll make sure Woz survives," she ordered, the ambulance already called.
Lowman took the paper from her hand before she leaned down, "You can't leave me, Woz. Do you understand me? I won't let you," she pleaded with him to stay alert as she continued applying pressure to the wound, waiting on help.