One thirty in the morning, Sarah was laying down on the couch watching late night TV. She was waiting for a phone call from Tom. He eyes were getting heavy as she pulled the blanket around her head. She hoped that nothing has happened to Tom. He promised that every thing was going to be just fine and he would be able to handle it. Well, he has been on the case for a little over a week and everything was going fine.

Her eyes were finally closed when she heard the phone ring. She jump up and answered it before it could ring again, she didn't want anyone to walk up.

"Tom?" She said thinking no one else would call. "Sarah. This is Fuller." was all she heard on the other line. She laid back down with the phone to her ear. "Captain? Is everything okay?" There was silence on the other line. Sarah heart was racing she knew something was wrong. She was waiting for him to tell her that Thomas Hanson was dead.

"Adam, tell me what wrong?" She said a little louder then she wanted too. "Sarah…it's about Tom." She closed her eyes. "He is missing. He was seen running from a crime scene where a cop was killed. Now he hasn't reported back or called anyone, that we know of." He eyes shot opened "What are you trying to saw?" There was dead silence once more. "That he killed the cop?" She could here Fuller sigh on the other end "He is the one subject. No one else was there beside the cop's partner who was there after the murder."

Now there was silence on her end of the phone as she pulled the phone away from her head and closed her eyes "Sarah?" She could her Fuller's voice coming from the phone. She lift it up to her ear again "Yes, Captain?" Her voice was semi cold. "If he calls you. You have to let me know." Sarah licked her dry lips and nodded her head as if he could see her "Okay." She said not she that she was telling the truth. "Sarah? You have to tell us if you spoken to him." Sarah massaged her forehead with her one hand "I know Captain."

"Good, now get some sleep. We will discuss it more in the morning." Then the phone was silence. Sarah slowly hanged up the phone then pulled cover over her and laid on her side. It didn't take long before sleep came but it was a restless sleep. Waking up every hour, thinking about Tom being a murder. It just wasn't him.

"Mommy! Mommy!" Sarah woke up to the shaking of her daughter. Sarah looked up and smiled at her daughter weakly. "Morning, baby." Then she looked up and saw Jeff standing in the doorway to the kitchen. "You know it is already seven thirty. Don't you have to be at work at eight." Sarah quickly got out of bed and ran to the bathroom to take a quick shower.

Twenty minutes late she was out with her hair blow dried and pulled into a loose pony. Her face had little make and she was dress in jeans and a read hoodie. She walked to the kitchen to see her brother and her daughter eating their breakfast. She kissed Ally on the head and tussled her brother's hair "Have a good day at school." Jeff watch as she headed towards the back door. "Aren't you going to eat?" She shook her head "I'm not hungry." Then she left the house.

It was traffic time and Sarah was trying her best to get to the chapel, she had to know what was going on and what they found out about last night murder.

She finally got to the precinct after a half hour. She looked around in the parking lot. It was weird not to see the blue mustang. She walked up the steps and went into the building. Everyone one was busy doing paper work. She notice that her fellow officers where nowhere to be seen.

She passed through the people trying to be unnoticed when she walked into Fuller's office. She saw Booker, Hoffs and Penhall where all standing around Fuller's desk. "If he is innocent he should be here." She heard her captain say. She stopped in the doorway when she heard him. He glanced over and saw her standing there ready to cry. "Sorry I'm late." She said no louder then a whisper. Everyone turned at looked at her. Not to sure what to say.

Sarah walked over and sat on the couch and looked at the ground. Then Doug turned back to Fuller to define his best friend. Sarah just sat there listening to the argument, while she didn't say a word.

After Fuller dismissed everyone but her, he stood up and walked around on leaned on his desk. Her gaze was still on the ground. "Sarah. How are you holding up?" She slowly look up at him "Fine considering that my…" Then she realized that they didn't tell anyone of their engagement. "…The man I love is missing and wanted for murder." Her eyes where beginning to stinging with tears. "I know it is hard. Maybe you should take some time off and relax a bit." Sarah shook her head "And wait for new that Tom has been arrested. I don't think so. Plus I just got back." Fuller nodded his head "Weather you are here or not, he will be arrested and under investigations. But I really think you should go home until this thing blows over." Sarah laughed bitterly. "Why is that?" Fuller scratched his head "You are involved with him. You won't be in the mental state to do police work."

Sarah stood up from the couch and walk of the office not even listen to the Captain last comment. She didn't go home like that Captain asked her too. She went to Tom's place.

When she walked in using the key under the mat, she saw that they already investigate the place already. She started cleaning up the things that they had knocked down before she knew it his whole house was clean.

She sat alone in the apartment, drinking her third beer that she took from Tom's fridge. Then she looked over the pictures that they had taken together. Tear began to flow from her eyes just looking at them. They reminded her so much of the good times they had together in the last few month, besides her getting shot. She looked at a picture of Tom, Ally and herself. Then she took the ring out of her pocket and placed upon her ring finger. She wanted to be a family with Tom. The picture seemed so perfect. Perfect was far from what her life is now. She only wished it could be.

She eyes looked up when she heard someone unlock the door. He heart started racing not sure weather to be scared that it was the police or to be grateful that it was Tom. But it was neither.

Doug walked in and stopped when a red eyed Sarah sitting cross-legged on the couch holding a picture. He slowly mad his way to the couch and sat down beside her. He looked down at the picture and smiled weakly. Then he noticed the ring on her finger. Then he looked at Sarah how was in a gaze. "Since when?" He asked motioning at the ring. "The day Harry got shot." Doug nodded is head knowing that it was a bad time to tell everyone that day.

"Tell me he didn't do it Doug." She said as she rested her head on his shoulder "I don't know." He said while wrapping his arms around her. He could feel her body shaking. He rocked her back and forth and tired to calm her tear. "Shh." Was the only thing he said for ten minutes.