Goren and Eames arrived on the scene

Goren and Eames arrived on the scene. Police cars had the place surrounded. HRT was setting up. Goren had tried to call Angela but got no answer. He tried to call Sam, no answer. He called the University; they couldn't find her. He demanded to talk to the head of HRT.

"I am Agent Harrison how can I help you," he asked. He looked agitated. He didn't need to be bothered by another NYPD officer.

"I am Detective Goren. Do you know anything about the hostages?" he asked panicked.

"Not yet Detective, but we need NYPD to back down at this point we are taking over," said Harrison unemotional.

"You don't understand, I believe my wife is in that bank. She is 8 months pregnant!" Goren reinforced. He slammed his hand down on the hood of Harrison's car to get his attention.

"I understand your dilemma Detective, but that is even more reason for you to stand back and let us do our job. I will keep you posted," said Agent Harrison. Harrison turned and walked away from Goren.

Then a shot rang out. For a moment everyone got silent.

"Ok, I need communications set up NOW!" yelled Harrison. "I need to know what is going on in there. Set up the camera. Detective I need you to step back."

Bobby wasn't used to stepping back. He didn't want to step back. He felt someone touch his shoulder. He turned around Eames was standing there. "She will be ok Bobby. You're not even sure she is in there."

"I feel it Eames, she is in there. I should have known by the way she was talking this morning, something bad was going to happen today," he lowered his head walked to the curb and sat down. "Nicole said I wasn't fated to have children, I guess she meant a family too. She is getting back at me from the grave."

"Bobby I won't let you have her dead and buried before we know anything. Now get up and pull yourself together. I am going to get us some coffee and we are going to imagine a good outcome here. Do you hear me," she demanded.

"Angela I need you to hold on," cried Sam.

"Listen, if I don't make it…tell Bobby I changed the life insurance so…so he doesn't have to worry about that. And if the baby is a boy…he can name him what ever he wants, but if it's a girl I want him to name it Mary Kate," said Angela.

"Stop it, you're going to make it," cried Sam. She was holding Angela in her arms. "We have to get her a doctor," she told the robbers.

"We all get out together or we don't get out at all," said the First.

The security guard was bleeding pretty badly too. One of the other customers was helping him.

"Listen, if you don't get these two help you will go down for three murders," said another customer. "Right now it's just robbery."

"Three murders," asked the second.

"The security guard, the woman, and her baby. You will never get out of jail," said the customer.

"Plus, she is a cop's wife," said the teller.

"Oh Jesus Jake, a cop's pregnant wife," said the second, nervously.

"I didn't do anything to her. I shot the security guard," said the Jake.

"You shoved her and are refusing to get her medical care," said the customer.

"Oh man, we gunna fry for this," said the second. He was now pacing all over the bank.

The bank phone rang.

"You better answer that. They want to talk to you," said the customer. "Listen, I will tell them you didn't mean to shoot anybody, the guard scared you and you didn't mean for the woman to fall, that was an accident."

"You would do that for us," asked the Jake.

"It's what happened, right," said the customer.

"Right," said Jake.

"Hello, this is Agent Harrison. Who am I speaking to?"

"Hello Jake, I would like to...Oh really... Ok," Harrison hung up the phone.

"What did he say," asked Goren.

"They give up; two hostages are in need of medical attention. Easiest negotiation I ever had," Harrison looked confused.

The two guys walked out with their hands up and were taken into custody. The EMTs went in and took Angela and the Guard to the hospital. Bobby rode with Angela in the ambulance; she was unconscious when Bobby saw her.

Harrison walked over to the two robbers, "What made you decided to give up?"

"That old guy over there, he said he would explain everything," said Jake.

Harrison walked over to the guy Jake pointed to. "I need to shake you're hand. This is the quickest negotiation I ever had."

Bobby held Angela's hand in the ambulance and whispered in her ear to hold on. The EMT started an IV and gave her oxygen. When they arrived at the hospital, Bobby was told he would have to stay in the waiting room. Eames and Sam arrived a few minutes later. Then Ross, Wheeler and Logan arrived to join the wait. They tried to reassure Goren that everything was going to be fine but he was convinced tragedy was in his future.

A few minutes later the doctor came out to talk to Bobby.

"Mr. Goren, we are taking your wife to surgery. We need to perform an emergency C-Section. She has Placenta Abruption, where the placenta separates from the uterus. the baby is in distress and I will have a nurse come and update you during the surgery," explained the doctor.

He sat back down and put his head in his hands. He silently said a prayer to himself. Being with Angela had brought him back to the church and right now he felt he needed divine intervention.

They all sat and waited. About an hour later, the nurse walked out with the incubator. Inside was a little baby wrapped in a hospital blanket. Everyone jumped up.

"Mr. Goren, congratulations, it's a boy," smiled the nurse.

Bobby walked up to the incubator and bent down to see his sleeping son and began to cry. Eames put her arm around her partner and began to cry too.

"He is so small, is he ok," asked Goren looking at the nurse.

"He is perfect, he is just 4 weeks early," she responded.

"So my wife she is ok," he asked.

The nurse didn't answer. She stopped smiling.

"Nurse, my wife how is she," he stood up and looked at her.

"She is still in surgery, she had some bleeding problems, but they are doing the best they can. The doctor will come out and talk to you as soon as he can. I need to get the baby to the NICU," she said and wheeled the baby away.

Bobby started pacing and running his hand through his hair. What would he do if he had to raise a baby by himself?

"Angela, don't you die on me!" he yelled at the surgery doors.

Logan and Ross pulled him back from the doors and made him sit down. Sam wondered if she should tell him what Angela said about the insurance policy, or would that send him over the edge. She decided to wait; Angela wasn't dead yet. She knew Angela was strong, she would make it.

Another two hours past. Finally the doctor walked out through the surgery doors.

Goren walked up to the doctor and grabbed both of his shoulders, "My wife, how is my wife," he demanded.

Logan and Ross pulled him off of the doctor.

"She is fine Mr. Goren. We had some trouble controlling her bleeding, we almost had to perform a hysterectomy, but the bleeding finally stopped. She is going to be fine. She will be in recovery for about an hour. Then we will move her to the OB floor. She is a very lucky woman. If she had remained in that bank any longer, she would have died and the baby, too," he finished.

"Thank you doctor, thank you so much," Goren hugged him. "Oh by the way, what's you're first name?"

"Abdul," said the doctor.

"Uh ok, thanks," said Goren.

"Why did you want to know his first name," asked Eames.

"Well he saved my wife and son's life, but I don't think Abdul Goren would work," smiled Goren.

"Well, the customer at the bank is the real hero," said Sam.

"What do you mean," asked Goren.

"There was this older man. After the shooting, he talked to the robbers, told them the big mistake they were making. That if they didn't get the guard and Angela help, instead of robbery they would be going down for three murders. He is the one who convinced them to turn themselves in. He is the hero in this story," explained Sam.

Later that day

"Isn't he beautiful Bobby," said Angela as she held their baby boy in her arms. "I guess he will be forever known as Baby Boy Goren," she laughed.

"Well we could name him Abdul Goren. He did perform the life saving surgery," laughed Goren.

"You would rather give your son the name Abdul than Robert," she asked. "Could you go to the nurses' station and get me something to drink, please? I asked about an hour ago and they haven't brought it to me yet."

"Sure my love," he said as he bent down kissed his wife and son. "See you later Abdul."

"You're horrible," she laughed.

A few moments after Bobby left, there was a knock at the door.

"Come in," said Angela.

An older gentleman entered the room and approached Angela.

"Hi, I don't know if you remember me," he asked.

"Oh my, of course I do," she replied. "You're the man from the bank that saved my life and my baby's life."

"I don't know if I did that much," he answered shyly.

"No, you did. The doctor said so. If I was in the bank any longer, I would have died and the baby would have died," she said. "Thank you so much."

"Well you're welcome. I'd better go. I just wanted to make sure you were ok," he said.

"Oh, please don't go. I am sure my husband would love to meet you. He will be right back. Why don't you come and hold the baby," she offered.

"All my girls are grown, it's been so long since I held a baby," he said.

"It's like riding a bike," she laughed.

He sat in the chair and held the little boy.

"So you never had any boys, just girls," she asked.

"Nope. I was in town sending my oldest to Hudson, she starts this fall," he said.

"Really? I am the head of the Psych Department. If you need anything let me know," Angela offered.

"Well here you go my..." Bobby walked in. "Captain Deakins?"

"Bobby?"

"This is the Captain Deakins you always talked about," asked Angela.

"Yes," said Bobby.

Deakins got up and gave the baby back to Angela. Deakins and Bobby hugged each other.

"Sorry I couldn't make the wedding. So this is you're wife," he laughed. "It really is a small world."

"Bobby, this is the man from the bank that saved my life and BBG's life," smiled Angela.

"BBG," asked Deakins.

"Baby Boy Goren," smiled Bobby. "Or Abdul."

"Oh, the name war. My wife and I went through that three times," he laughed.

"Captain, we need to get together and catch up while you're in town," said Bobby.

"Well that would be nice, but Bobby I'm not Captain anymore, so call me Jimmy or James," said Deakins.

Angela smiled at Bobby, "James Robert Goren."

Bobby smiled at Angela, "Not as great as Abdul but I could live with it."