Marina stuck her head into the squad room. It was nearly six am and the room was quiet. Her husband seemed to be asleep at his desk. Marina put a hand on his shoulder and he jerked up. "Wha? Henry..."

Marina smiled, "Safe at home with Buzz and a worried Lillian among others."

Mallet tried to rub the sleep away, "I didn't get home. I'm sorr..."

"You worked all night? Didn't go out carousing with Tommy and the boys? I understand. We had to practically knock my father out to get him to stay put at home. He'll probably be in later though."

Mallet stood and stretched, "Thanks for the warning. It wasn't just a dream. Company and... everything?"

Marina shook her head as he sat back down. "No, God Alan must be laughing his ass off. I was just on my way to talk to Josh and Billy."

"You're thinking about rebuilding already?"

Marina nodded, "We need it. I need it, or I'll just sit at home, staring at Henry, freaking out. I was inside with him just minutes before... before."

Mallet took possession of one of Marina's hands and kissed its palm. "And I thank God or whatever deity was watching out for you that you and Henry were out."

Marina glanced around the still empty squad room and slid onto Mallet's lap. "I know we can't start with the building yet, but, I need something to take my mind off... everything that's running through it." She paused, "If..."

Mallet silenced his wife with a kiss. "You two weren't hurt, and everyone who was, got out. We haven't gotten any freaked out family members calling in missing person reports either. Everything turned out miraculously well. C'mon," he stood, bringing Marina to her feet, "I need a break. I'll walk you over to the H.B. Lewis crew. They're all named Billy right?"

Marina laughed.

"Oh... I didn't know someone was going to be here."

Doris sat up and adjusted her suit jacket, "You must be the one friend. I, I must have fallen asleep. I need to go."

Rebecca didn't move from the doorway. "You're the Mayor. You came to one of the town's faith council meetings. Sparred with Father Ray and Reverend Heart."

Doris stood and tried to straighten her suit once, and again. It was beyond help. "I am. I came to ask Casey some questions."

Rebecca glanced at Casey, then back to Doris. "Did she answer them to your satisfaction?"

Doris turned, and looked at the sleeping woman in the bed. "They let her sleep about an hour ago." Rebecca didn't even blink as she faced off against Doris. Doris tried to win the staring contest, but she was dead tired, and had a crick in her neck. She gave in, "If you mean, did I believe her when sh e said she didn't do it?" Doris paused, "Yes. I'll leave you two alone."

Doris left the room, but watched through the window as the Rabbi went to Casey's side and brushed some hair from the young woman's forehead. She got bumped from behind and the spell was broken. She shook her head, she had to get home to Ashlee.

It was Olivia who sat straight up at the scream. She was out of the room and down the hall to Emma's bedside before she was entirely awake. She'd have bruises in a few hours. The young girl was shaking even as Olivia climbed onto Emma's bed and wrapped her arms around her daughter.

"It's okay, it's okay. I'm here Em, I'm here Emma."

Emma's eyes snapped around the room like it was on fire, never resting and getting wider by the second. "Natalia, where's Natalia... Mommy, where..."

Natalia's sleep tinged voice came from the doorway, "I'm right here Emma."

Emma held out a hand. "Please. You-you could be a ghost."

Natalia moved to the bed and knelt down next to it. "Did you have a nightmare?"

Emma nodded and latched onto Natalia's hand in a death grip. "Don't go... don't go Natalia. You're not going to go?"

Olivia moved over a bit and Natalia slid in behind Emma on the bed. "Can you tell us about it Em? Your dream?"

"But, but what if I say it, and it-it comes true?" She sniffed back her tears.

Olivia spoke, "Kiddo, if you tell us, then Natalia and I... we can help you make sure that it doesn't happen."

Emma swallowed, and was silent for a minute before she started, "We were having dinner here, and, and Rafe was here with us, and then, there was a tick tock, tick tock, but not like a clock or watch or anything, and then, and Rafe started..." Her voice hitched and while Natalia hugged the little girl closer Olivia brushed a lock of hair off her daughter's forehead. "He started to melt, and then Natalia did, and then you Mommy, and then... I-I-I was..." A sob escaped from Emma, who sniffled and pushed on, "I was all alone."

Olivia closed her eyes as Natalia asked, "Emma, have you had this dream before?" Emma nodded slowly, "When your Mom was very sick. Did you keep it to yourself all this time jellybean?" The girl nodded again. "We're all still here. Your Mom, Rafe, me."

Emma blinked, "I'm sorry..."

Natalia started to speak, but stopped when she looked over at Olivia. The older woman sniffed her own tears away and her free hand swept away the shed tears. She turned Emma around in the bed and cupped her little cheek. "No, no... it's okay Emma-love." She lifted the little girl's chin so that she had to look at her, "No matter who you are, what you do, what happens, good, bad, really, really bad we'll always be here for you. I promise."

Emma closed her eyes, but after a second something dawned on her and she opened them again, "If... if you, you know. I mean, I don't want you to, and it would be really sad, and, and. Can I stay with Natalia? Not Daddy? I love Daddy, but... but..."

"Yes."

Emma's face relaxed as Natalia looked over at Olivia. Stunned. Olivia moved away from her daughter. "Do you think you want to go to school today? Or have a sick day?"

"But I'm not sick."

Natalia laughed, a laugh tinged with just a bit of nervousness. Olivia hadn't heard that laugh for quite a few months. Natalia ruffled Emma's hair, "Like mother, like daughter. Work, work, work..."

Olivia rolled her eyes, "Oh, Ms. four jobs at the same time, who's the workaholic again?"

"Ha, ha... I can lounge so much better than you ever could Olivia Spencer."

"Puleeze..."

It was Emma's turn to roll her eyes, "Can... I want to go to school."

"Are you sure kiddo?" Emma nodded, "Then we'll get up and maybe we'll even be early."

At nearly the same moment both Natalia and Emma burst out laughing. Olivia rolled her eyes as she climbed from the bed. "Oh, I see how it is."

"Liv..."

"Mommy..."

Olivia strode from the room. After a moment she stuck her head back in with a smile, "Well, you two coming?"

"Do you need anything?"

"I could have gone to my apartment, you don't have to take care of me..." Ashlee glanced around the Wolfe house. She hadn't spent too much time in it, which had been on purpose, but her mother was right, the stairs to the apartment would have been a pain in the ass to navigate over and over, but she wasn't going to admit that to Doris Wolfe. "You're hovering. It's a bum ankle, not paraplegia."

Doris sat down across from her daughter, "Did you see Casey put the bomb there?"

Ashlee sat up on the couch, "She saved my life, I won't let you roll over her."

Doris held her hands up, "No, Ashlee, I believe her."

Ashlee blinked, "You went to see her? She's okay? They wouldn't tell me, how she was when I was at the hospital getting this stupid cast on. Her face was all ripped and everything."

"Well, she won't win any beauty pageants." Ashlee frowned at Doris. "What?"

Ashlee shook her head, "She saved my life. Did you even thank her?"

Doris was silent.

"You didn't."

The Mayor stood. "I'll leave you alone. Are Daisy or Christina coming over?"

Ashlee shrugged, "Maybe."

"Good, that's good. You need anything, you call me, okay?"

Ashlee closed her eyes and lay her head back, "Whatever."

"Why did you tell Emma that she would stay with me if something happened to you?"

"Because it's true."

"Olivia."

Olivia shook her head emphatically. "I have full custody of Emma. That's not to say that... I..." Olivia trailed off and started again, "We talked."

Natalia blinked, "Alone? And you're both still alive."

"Ha... Yes. We talked for a long time. It was..." Olivia shook her head, "He agreed that if anything happens to me, he won't fight you for Emma."

"And what did you give him in return?"

Olivia looked down at the floor for a moment before she answered. "I promised him that we would... work towards joint custody of Emma."

A smile came to Natalia's face, "That's great... she needs to know her father. To have both her parents in her life."

Olivia grabbed both Natalia's hands, "All three parents. You may not be adopting her love, but you have all the lawyerly crap, all the proclamations and paperwork, and even if we didn't. She's your daughter too. I could see that all the way back when I was trying to steal Gus from you. She is just as much a Rivera as she ever will be a Spencer or a Spaulding, and I thank God every day for that."

They both fell silent. Natalia broke the silence with a chuckle, "You want to go visit her. This Casey." Natalia bumped Olivia's hip with her own as Olivia put away the last breakfast dish. "If you don't watch out, you might turn into me. Letting Phillip see Emma more, caring about people..."

Olivia rolled her eyes and gripped Natalia around the waist. Without any warning she lifted. It got an immediate reaction from Natalia, who whacked the older woman on the chest over and over, "Heart, heart, your heart, put me down this instant Olivia Spencer."

Olivia smiled as she placed Natalia back on the floor. "Yes ma'am. Meet you at work?"

"Yes ma'am. Don't forget, you have a meeting with Jared at ten."

"So don't dawdle?"

Rick put a hand on Frank's shoulder. "She's had a long night Frank, and her Rabbi's in with her."

"I thought she wasn't that far gone?"

Rick sighed, "Leave her be for now Frank. I don't think she's going anywhere."

Frank ignored the Doctor and pushed into the room. The woman he assumed was the Rabbi was speaking, "You know that's not true Casey." She turned, "Can we help you?"

"Frank Cooper, SFPD. I need to speak with Ms. Jones."

Rebecca stood straighter, "Just as you did yesterday? I don't think so. Please leave."

"Why are you in Springfield?"

Casey closed her eyes, "Because I have the luck of... I have the luck of the Cubbies apparently. Didn't think rooting for a team would cause their curse to rub off on me. I just wanted somewhere simple, normal, somewhere the closed at eight pm every night. I don't know where the bomb came from, but I know I wouldn't even know where to start when it comes to making a bomb Detective."

"How did you know that it was going to go off before it did?"

Casey opened her eyes and shook her head, "I don't know, does it really matter?"

Rebecca spoke up, "It doesn't. No one died, and all that was lost were things."

"And some much loved skin."

Rebecca smiled at her friend and Frank grumbled, but after one last look at the woman in bed, left. Rebecca sighed and patted Casey on the hand. "Are you going to stay here?"

"No."

"Do you have somewhere to go?"

"No."

"Stay with us."

Rebecca turned and Casey looked up, "Olivia, right?"

Olivia nodded as Casey shook her head from side to side, "Thank you for the offer, but half the town thinks I blew up Company. I'll find somewhere to stay, don't worry."

Olivia shrugged, "For the record, I don't believe that you were anything but a hero in there. Now I can tell Natalia I tried."

Both Rebecca and Olivia stared at the woman in the bed as she laughed, "Man are you gone woman. Totally gone."

Olivia frowned, "How'd you know? Blake told you? Or Frank?"

Casey chuckled and Rebecca hit her on the shoulder. "What? NO, no one told me, I think it was the way Natalia hovered while you tried talkin' to me. Like you're not the... 'sensitive chat' one in the relationship."

"The what?"

Rebecca gave Casey another shove, "The nothing. Casey is just making a reference to a cult show that has been off the air for eight years now."

Casey rubbed at her arm, "Ow."

Olivia stared at Casey for one last moment and then shrugged, adjusting her purse on her shoulder. "Well, I tried, and now I'm going to be late for my meeting. If you ever need anything." A card appeared in Olivia's hand and she handed it to Casey. "I'm not the Spauldings, or even the Coopers, but I'm not without a bit of pull in Springfield. Half the town lives in my hotel."

With that, she left the room. Casey frowned, "Spauldings, Coopers?"

Rebecca tilted her head to one side, "Will you stay until at least this afternoon?" Casey narrowed her eyes at her friend, then finally nodded. "Good, now this is all from Rabbi Bachman."

Olivia stepped out of her car and tensed up. "Phillip." She didn't feel the need to shoot the man, which she saw as progress. "I have a meeting."

"Where's my daughter? With Natalia?" Olivia ran a hand through her hair as Phillip continued, "I could have pushed through at the hospital, or, or..."

"She's at school."

Phillip frowned, "You made her go to school?"

Olivia managed to be aghast and pissed at the same time. "Of course not Phillip. She wanted to."

"I'd... I'd like to see her. Please. I'm not bartering, I'm not... I'm just asking, father to mother. I'd like to see my daughter." Olivia was silent. It stretched out. The cars whizzing by on the street. The birds cheeping and the tree's leaves rustling. "You can be there, Natalia, Jane, the National Guard, anyone... Please, let me see for myself that she's okay."

"After school. At the farmhouse, it can't be long. I have to pick up Ava at the airport after that, and then..." She took shallow breaths and put a steadying hand on her car. "And then three million other things. But, yes, after school at the farmhouse."

Phillip frowned and reached towards Olivia. She took a step back and Phillip let his hand drop, "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, I'm fine. Either be there, or don't." She pushed off the car and brushed by Phillip.

"What do you have Mallet?"

He handed Frank a sheaf of paper. "She goes where she's needed, sort of. Most often she's a cook, or in construction, though she's also been a bike messenger, circ tech, bartender, dealer in Vegas."

Frank looked up, "You're kidding me."

"Those were the ones she did above board anyway. No criminal record though."

"Juvenile?"

"They're sealed." Frank glared at Mallet, "I'm working on finding out what if anything's in them. Frank..."

Frank was in his own zone, "Anything about the bomb?"

"Not..." An officer handed Mallet a folder. He didn't get a chance to open it before Frank grabbed it and sat. "...yet. What did they find?"

"Complex. It was complex, not done by an amateur. Has she ever worked with explosives? In her construction jobs, or... anywhere?"

Mallet flipped through his information, "Never, strictly a builder, not a destroyer. Anything else?"

Frank looked up and let a breath out that he seemed to have been holding since Company had exploded. "Do you really think someone else did this Mallet?"

"I think we need to find who did it, and who was the target. Maybe it will be Casey, maybe not. You okay Frank?"

Frank sighed, "No, no I'm not."

"Buzz."

Buzz glanced around the small office. "This is the office of the great Olivia Spencer, I remember it being bigger."

"She redid the whole main floor. Lost space in here because of it, we get by."

Buzz came all the way in, "If you have any, I need tables, and food, or maybe a kitchen."

Natalia paused what she was doing and looked up at the eldest Cooper. "Excuse me?"

Buzz nodded, "We need to have a proper memorial service."

"Buzz, everyone survived."

"For Company."

"Oh. Outside, adjacent to the... hole?"

Buzz shrugged, "Somewhere near where Company was, yes."

"Will there be Buzz burgers?"

Buzz turned as Olivia entered and put her things down. "I'd need a kitchen."

Olivia gestured towards the door, "Justus likes you more than he likes me anyway Buzz."

Buzz stopped in the doorway and put a hand on Olivia's arm. "Will you be there?"

Olivia looked over and met Natalia's gaze before she nodded. "Yeah, yes, we will."

"Good... good..."