When he opens his eyes he's laying next to Catherine. She somehow senses him and rolls over opening her eyes to look at him.

"You have to go back to work," she reminds him.

"We need to talk about that."

"Why?"

"I have to go back to work tomorrow."

"Ok."

"Are you going to be ok?"

"I'll be fine," she answers.

"I don't have to go if..."

"I can handle it. I've done this before."

"But she's so tiny," he reminds her.

"I don't think that she'll break," she jokes.

"I hope not."

"I'm going to have to go back to work at some point too," she says aloud.

"Uh huh," he agrees.

"I have to get a nanny."

"Your mom already volunteered."

"Nick..."

"Yeah?"

"I don't think that I'm ready to explain just yet."

"That's fine. I won't say a word," he agrees.

"When they ask."

"You had pneumonia and were in the hospital, but you're recovering nicely and you'll be back soon."

"Why did you have to take time off?"

"I had to take you to the hospital, and I knew you'd try to leave if I didn't stay."

"Good."

"So do you need anything before I go to work tomorrow?"

"I don't but..."

"It's covered," he tells her.

"What do you mean it's covered?"

"You have a guest bedroom...had a guest bedroom."

"Had?"

He nods.

When Lindsey gets home Catherine is sleeping. Nick is downstairs on the couch holding Finley. Lindsey drops her bag and makes her way to the couch.

"I can take her if you're arms are getting tired."

"She weighs next to nothing," he points out.

"Ok. I just want to hold her."

"You're going to get sick of her you know," he tells her.

"You are too," she quips.

"Never," he disagrees surrendering the baby to her sister.

Lindsey takes a seat next to him. "So where is mom?"

"Sleeping."

"I took care of the bathroom," she tells him.

"I completely forgot about that."

"I know. I thought that I walked in on a crime scene."

"That's not your cup of tea?"

"Not exactly."

"I'm going to go back to work tomorrow."

"Is mom really ok?"

"She seems ok."

"She's in shock. She just had a baby, that she didn't know about."

"I know."

"I'll try to keep an eye on her."

"I think she just needs time."

"You two would not make good spies," Catherine announces from the bottom step.

"Did we wake you up?" Lindsey asks.

"Yes, but it's ok."

Catherine joins them on the couch. As soon as she sits down Finley starts crying. "Like clockwork," Nick comments.

"What do you mean?" Lindsey questions.

"It's time for her to eat," Catherine answers.

"Oh," Lindsey passes the baby to Catherine.

"Nick you should probably head home so you can get some rest before you have to work."

"Yeah," he nods.

"Bye," Lindsey waves as he heads for the door.

Once he's gone she can't help but ask. "So..."

"So what?"

"Is there something going on between you and Nick?"

Catherine takes a moment to come up with an answer.

"She isn't his is she?" Lindsey questions.

"No, she's not," Catherine answers.

"But?"

"It's complicated Lindsey," she responds.

"Mom I think I can handle it," Lindsey reassures her, "What's going on between the two of you."

"He's just..." she grapples for words to finish.

"Are you interested in him? I mean now isn't really the best time to start a relationship is it? You just had a baby I don't think that..."

"Why does it matter?"

"You are still his boss aren't you?"

"Yes," she nods, "what is your point?"

"If he's just your friend, and nothing more you've sure asked a lot of him the past few days."

"I know," she admits.

"Do you even know what the two of you are doing?"

Catherine doesn't say a word.

"Mom I know that you have feelings for him. And I know he has feelings for you. So at this point I don't understand why you'd try to pretend that you don't. I know you have to try to act professionally. When do you draw the line between professionalism and personal happiness? Most guys would have run away as fast as they could."

"It's complicated."

"Why does it have to be so complicated to just admit how you feel?"

"I'm his boss. I've known him for a long time, and I don't want to screw this up. You're absolutely right this probably isn't the time to start a relationship, I'm an emotional wreck. I don't want to start something with him and have it not work, because I wouldn't want to lose him as a friend."

"If you wait the timing will never be right, you're always going to find an excuse, because you don't want to get hurt," Lindsey points out.

"You're right, but it's not just me I'm worried about."

"He's not going to walk away when things get tough, I think that he's already proved that. He's not Dad."