Cathy found Adam's body the morning after. She found out it wasn't the pills that killed him. He started to have a seizure and he fell…hit his head and cracked his skull against the kitchen counter.

For the past few days she hadn't said a word. She'd only smile at Emily. Absolutely no talking. She wasn't sure what to say to Emily however. She didn't know how'd she react. But fuck, she's only a few months old…how the hell is she supposed to remember this?

She hadn't called her parents nor the Torres's about Adam. They had already heard about their first son dying, no use that their second committed suicide. On this one particular morning, Emily woke her up at 6 A.M. and was feeding her breakfast by 6:30. Emily smiled and giggled as she attempted to seem cheerful and feed her spoon full's of mush.

Then that's when she got the ring from the door, she was confused but got up anyway, "One second sweetheart." she whispered. She unlocked it and pulled the lock chain off and opened it. Her heart was racing and her stomach turned. Her eyes widening and filling with tears.

Drew.

"Hello Catherine…"

She couldn't talk, she screamed throwing herself, hysterical, into his arms, burying her face into his neck. He cried himself having her in his arms again. They held each other for…needless to say, a long time before he held Emily. He was more hysterical than Cathy once he was holding her,

"Daddy's home sweetie." he cried with her in an embrace, "Daddy's home."

-X-

Drew had a 45 minute phone call with his parents explaining everything to them as Cathy went to wash her eyes out once again, having the ugliest face when she cried. When she came back down, she gleefully threw herself in her arms once again. He carried her over to the couch while Emily was in her play crib.

"How the hell are you alive?" she blatantly asked.

He lowered the collar of his shirt a tad, showing her the two stitches. "I took a bullet…but after the tank exploded…I passed out…should've been dead but it was only blood loss."

"…oh my-"

"Listen to this! The Libyans, healed me!" Cathy's eyes widened in confusion,

"When they saw me laying by what was left of the tank they thought I was the driver!" tears were in his eyes, "I guess there is such thing as luck." she hugged him once again. She had her family back…and by a sort-of miracle. But she pulled away…she didn't tell him…he sat up.

"So where's Adam?"

The End