Henry was fuming, how could she possibly do this to him?! She knew that he was working on getting this kid out of Russia, he feared for Dimitris life now that someone else had picked him up. Just how could she, he could not wrap his brain around what would possess her to do this, what would possess Conrad to do this. They were both ex-CIA and knew how things worked, they knew the value of human life and a good asset. He also understood what she meant by the greater good…..they were thinking of the millions of lives that could be saved by giving up one, but it didn't make it right.

After running out on her and talking to Dalton, he decided that it would be best if he just went home. He loved Elizabeth, but right now he just couldn't fathom being in the same room with her, let alone look at her. He has never been this angry and disgusted with her, but there was always a first for everything. He booked a flight and left her a note, not wanting to even talk to her to let her know he was leaving. He had packed while she was in the living area of their hotel suite, not saying a word to each other. The air was heavy that neither one of them could breath properly, the occasional hiccup from her as she was crying silent tears. Normally he would go to her, but this, this time he couldn't.

Boarding his flight he decided to turn off his cell, he knew she would probably try and call him, but he honestly wanted to be left alone. He would have almost 9 hours of flight time to think about the events that had just happened. The events that were pushing a wedge between the one thing that he held so sacred in this life, the marriage to the woman he loved for over 25 years. It was there on the flight that he prayed, and he prayed hard for some guidance from above, he was not recognizing himself anymore. Something was going to have to break, whether it was himself, or his marriage, or their jobs, but something had to change.

Once he had landed he turned his phone back on, only to check for messages. His phone buzzed notifying him he had 5 messages: one from each of the girls, two from Elizabeth, and one from an associate professor at work. He decided to listen to them while he was waiting for his baggage to get taken off the plane.

"Hey baby, I'm really truly sorry about everything. I love you, I hope you know that, you're my everything Henry. I just…. I love you, I hope you're alright."

"Hey dad! just wondering when you and mom will be home. We wanted to a nice family dinner ready for when you got home. Call me! Love you!" Stevie had called

"Hey dad, I know Stevie called and left you a message about a dinner, we just wanted to know what kind of food you and mom would be interested in. Call us back and let us know!" That one was from Allison.

"Hey baby, its me checking in again. I left you a message, call me please. I love you….. I love you." Elizabeth again…he noticed the sad desperation in her voice. She was clearly worried about her, but he just couldn't talk to her right now.

"Hey Henry, just wondering if we could grab lunch some day to talk about some of the things you're teaching that deal with the "just war" concept. I have some questions that you could answer for me. Thanks Greg"

Grabbing his baggage he headed out to the waiting car that had been sent for him. Since he had flown over with Elizabeth their car had been at home in the garage. Walking into the house he was glad the kids had already left for school. He didn't want to face their questions yet about why he was home before mom, and where she was. He just needed time to himself and was thankful he would get that today. He put his phone down and on silent, knowing Elizabeth would probably call again a few more times.

He had been sitting at his desk in their home office going over things that could possibly happen to Dimitri. He couldn't let this go. This kid had trusted him, and he let him down, Elizabeth and Dalton had let him down. If he was still alive how was he ever going to make it up to him. He had to figure out a plan.

"Hey dad! Did you get my message?" Stevie called as she walked into the office. He wasn't really paying attention to her, his mind wondering and racing. "Dad! Dad!" she called a few more times pulling him from his thoughts.

"What?! Oh hi Stevie, I didn't even hear you come in." He replied.

"So did you get my and Aly's messages? What do you and mom want to eat for the family dinner we are going to make you?" Stevie asked again, noticing that he was very out of sorts and only half listening to her.

"Oh, well I'm not sure when mom will be home, so I don't know. Maybe ask her when she comes home, but it could be a few days. I'm sure you could call her so you're prepared for when she gets back." He said not looking at Stevie while he answered her.

"Oh, okay… Wait where is mom? Didn't you two go together? How come you are home before she is?" Stevie pushed. There was definitely something going on with them, and it made her feel extremely uneasy.

"Somethings came up and she was going to have to stay longer, so I decided to come home without her." He lied, he was sure Stevie was picking up on it, but he didn't want to have to explain things to her.

"Alright." she replied, turning to walk out of the office. Okay this was definitely weird, dad coming home with out mom, not even wanting to talk about her, what in the world was going on? She was going to have to talk to Aly and Jas about this. Something was obviously wrong between their parents and they were all worried about it.

Henry had pretty much locked himself in the office in hopes that the kids would let him alone, he really didn't want to talk about anything right now. Not where their mother was, not what he wanted to eat, nothing.

Once the kids had all gotten home from school Stevie pulled them into her bedroom. "Okay guys, there is something wrong with dad. He came home with out mom and really wont even talk to me, let alone look at me or talk about mom." We have got to figure out whats going on and see if there isn't something we can do to fix it. "

"I agree, they almost seem like they are on the verge of separation, some of my friends' parents are divorced or separated and they said this is how it all started. The not doing things together, not talking about each other,the shifting in and out of the house without interaction. We all know this isn't them, but whatever is going on, we should see if we can help fix it. They are soul mates and belong together. We have to make the universe right again." Aly was the sensitive one of the three, and she was taking this the hardest, t though she wasn't going to let on to the others that is was bothering her so much she couldn't eat or sleep most days.

Just then Jasons phone pinged. "Wow, there was an explosion in Switzerland….wait, where was moms meeting? Oh my God! The explosion was where her meeting was! Where's dad?! he has to know about this!"

They all ran down the steps as the phone to the house began to ring.

"Stevie you get the phone, Aly and I will go find dad." Jason said and they hurried trying not to trip over each other and fall down the stairs.

"DAD!" Aly yelled, pulling Henry out of his state of confusion and concentration.

"What?! Whats wong?" Henry replied, noticing the despair and panic in his youngest daughters calls.

"It's, it's mom…." Jason stammered.

Just then Stevies cell rang, but because she was on the house phone Aly answered it. Looking down she noticed it was her mothers number. Cautiously she answered the phone. "Hello? Mom? Is it you?" she pleaded.

"Alison! Baby yes its me. I take it you guys heard about the explosion? I'm okay, president Dalton is okay. Is dad there? I've been leaving his messages and texting him, but he wont answer anything." Elizabeth sounded so panicked and distressed. "Aly, please if dad is there, put him on the phone with me." she pleaded. There was a distinct desperation in her voice that Aly picked up on, and it wasn't one of just panic due to the explosion, there was a hint of sadness in her voice also.

Henry had been standing there beside Alison the whole conversation, he was not alert and paying attention to what was going on. Jason had turned the TV on so they were watching the coverage that way. Stevie had joined them in the room also, as she had gotten off the phone with Nadine. Allison handed the phone to Henry, as he took it a bit hesitantly.

"Elizabeth?!" he said with an exasperated whisper. He was truly upset with her, but he had almost lost her once in Iran, the thought of losing her again when he had left without a word tore his heart to pieces.

"Henry, thank God I got ahold of you! I've been trying to call you, but your phone keeps going to voice mail. I have been so worried about you, then this explosion happened, and I just, Henry I love you." She said to him, her voice dripping with angst and sadness.

"Yeah, I had turned my phone off and I must have forgotten to turn it back on." He lied to her, but he was truly happy she was alive and talking to him. "When do you think you'll be home?"

"We were going to leave shortly, as soon as we get the all clear we are out of here. I should be home by tomorrow night, but with everything that has happened I don't know if I'll actually be able to come home home, it might just be straight to the office. Until we learn what happened here, who knows how long I will be." She explained to him

"Okay, I'll see you when you get home then" He replied back to her.

"Henry, I love you" she exclaimed again, wondering why he wouldn't repeat the three words that meant the world to her. She was worried about him, and with this reaction and response, it worried her even more.

"Love you too, bye" He said quickly, almost in a whisper, as he handed the phone back to Stevie.

All three kids shot worried quizzical looks at each other as they listened to their dads end of the conversation.

"Hey mom, we are all glad you're okay. We can't wait for you to come home, we will see you when you get here." Stevie spoke into the phone listening to her moms reply on the other end, the reassurance that she was perfectly fine and would be home in a few days. Stevie ended the call and then immediately turned to her siblings.

"What the heck was that?! Dad is never that short with mom, the question is which one do we talk to about this? How do we question one of them about this?" Stevie said.

Jason was the one to speak up next, which surprised his sisters. "I think that Aly you should talk to dad, you said he seemed to open up to you a little bit when you were in Cuba, it might make him talk to you now. He knows you're a good listener and worry about everything so hopefully he will feel comfortable telling you things." "Stevie, I think we both should talk to mom, you're the oldest and she does try to open up to you, a way to connect with you that she misses dearly." "I will talk to her, letting her know her favorite child is worried about her and dad. Coming from her baby boy it might make her at ease, or it could backfire because I am her baby, and she doesn't think I should deal with these complex adult things, but the fact that she knows we want to talk should be enough."

His sisters snickered at his "favorite child" and "baby boy" comments, but the plan was in place. Now all they had to do was wait for her to come home.