Kate rolled over in her sleep. The sun streamed in between the blinds, illuminating the room. Her hand slid to the empty space in the bed. The sheets were cold. Her eyes peeled open slowly, squinting at the light; she looked to the pillow beside her. She was half expecting to see his wide smile looking down at her.

The door opened slowly. A cautious Lanie stepped in holding a steaming cup of coffee. "Hey, you're up?" She stepped closer to the bed, "I was just going to leave this on the nightstand," she said as she handed her the cup of coffee.

"I would have smelled it." Kate smiled.

The girls smiled at each other until one broke the silence.

"So, I don't want to sound like a broken record, Kate, but are you ready to find out if you have to start limiting your caffeine intake?" Lanie sat at the foot of the bed.

"Oh, yeah, I took them already." Kate looked down at her cup of coffee. By the time she looked back up at her friend she continued, "I couldn't sleep until I knew for sure." Kate placed the cup on the nightstand, "you were right, the first test can be wrong."

"So you're not pregnant?" Lanie's eyes lost a bit of light.

"No, I'm not pregnant." Kate fiddled with the sheets that were now dangling off the bed.

"Is-" Lanie took a moment to find her words, "how do you feel?" Lanie looked at her hands as they nervously pulled at the loose threads and tried to look busy, "I mean, is it a good thing? Is this what you want?"

Kate looked at Lanie. "Yeah. I mean, it's a good thing."

"You don't sound too sure."

"No, I am." Kate looked at the window. The streaming sun warmed her arms. She brought her left arm up, across her chest and to her right shoulder, "I mean, what was I thinking, you know, I wouldn't be able to have kids. Not now. I'm a cop, I see death every day. I know what's out there, and to bring a child into this world-"

"Kate-"

"No, it's a good thing. I didn't want this."

"Kate." Lanie placed her hands on Kate's shoulders. She looked her in the eye until Kate dropped her head to break eye contact and began to shake. Lanie pulled her in for a comforting embrace.

"What the hell is wrong with me?" She choked out between sobs. "What am I going to do? I'm a mess, Lanie. I want him back. I need him back."

Kate watched him pace back and forth from behind the mirror. She stepped around Esposito and exited the room. The door in the room on the other side of the mirror flew open.

"What am I doing here? What's going on?"

Kate said nothing. She walked to the table and slammed a file on it. "Sit down and shut up!"

The man, in complete shock, sat down. His nervousness took over, turning his cheeks red.

"What were you doing at the hospital?"

"I was-" The man trailed off. He looked down at his hands and Kate noticed a crease in his brow.

"Are you confused about something?" Kate pressed on with extra force, "did someone put you up to this?" When he did not answer Kate pressed on, "answer me, Christopher!" She slammed her palms against the table to rattle him out of his thoughts. Kate pulled a picture out of the file and held it up to him, "was it him?"

The man looked up slowly and nodded.

"What did he tell you to do? Where did you meet him?" The man looked back down. "I can't help you if you don't talk to me, Christopher."

"I don't know what you want me to say." He ran his hand through his dirty blond hair nervously.

"Let's start with the truth, or this is going to get ugly." Kate promised. "How do you know him?"

"I don't."

"How did you meet him, Christopher?" Kate rage kicked in. She kicked her chair back and stood up. She looked down at him, giving her even more of an advantage. The vein on her forehead created a crease in her flawless skin. Her eyes were fierce.

"He walked up to me in a coffee shop, I swear. He told me I can make five thousand dollars by doing one little favor for him. I was intrigued." His shoulders raised a half inch. "He told me all I had to do was walk into this hospital room and.." He trailed off, "he gave me a needle. He said the girl in the hospital was his daughter and that he couldn't go near her because it would hurt her in the long run. He said the doctors didn't know what was wrong with her and that he did. All I had to do was get what was in the needle in her system and she was going to be fine."

Kate exhaled heavily and looked down at the file in front of her, "It never occurred to you that what he was asking you to do was illegal?" She looked up at him.

"I wasn't thinking clearly," he scratched the top of his right hand.

"Clearly." Kate looked at the mirror behind him. She closed her eyes and brought her hand to her forehead, "So you just expect me to believe that you're that dumb?" Kate looked at him. When he didn't answer she continued, "Do you go to this coffee shop regularly?"

"It's the closest one to campus."

"So that's a yes?"

"Yeah. Almost everyone goes there during breaks."

"On campus?"

"Yes," he nodded.

She looked down in defeat, "In college?" Kate shook her head and quickly passed her right hand over her face. "So he knew that coffee shop was going to be full of a bunch of young idiots looking for quick cash. Great."

"Hey, I didn't do anything wrong-"

"Except for putting an unknown substance in an eighteen year old girl who was kidnapped and almost beaten to death by the same man who gave you the needle!" Kate slammed the table with her palms and leaned forward over the table.

The door opened as a known face peaked in. "Beckett." The man gestured for her to exit the room.

"No, Javi, I'm fine." She flagged him down.

"No, you're not."

Kate stood up straight. She looked at the scared twenty year old shaking in his seat. He was taken aback by the forcefulness of the female detective who interrogated him. Kate walked out the door without looking back. Javi looked at the man who sat back in his chair, "don't move." He closed the door and followed her.

"Beckett, Lanie called for you. She wanted you to go down there."

The door swung open as Kate walked into the morgue, "Lanie, what've you got for me?"

"Nothing," Lanie pulled her goggles off and dropped them on the counter in frustration, "I have no clue what was in that syringe."

"What do you mean you have no idea?"

"I mean, I don't know what this substance is. I have ran it through the system and it has.. I've just never seen anything like this before."

"Let me get this straight, are you saying that whatever Tyson got Christopher to put in Alexis's system, and caused her vitals to crash, isn't known to even you?"

"Yes."

Kate exhaled and ran her hand through her hair, "Okay, well, I'm going to get back to the precinct and I don't know, look for some kind of lead that has a little bit of hope."

"Have you gone to see Alexis?"

"I was planning on going later today. Actually, I am going to make sure everything is okay in the precinct and I'll head over."

"Do you want me to come with you?" Lanie offered.

"No, I'm fine. Thanks, Lanie."

Kate rode the elevator to the 12th. The silence that fell over the bull pen while Kate updated the murder board was so complete the only sound was the squeak of her marker against the white surface as she printed in red block letter: WHERE ARE YOU? She leaned on her desk and folded her arms, twisting and turning the marker between her thumb and index.

The elevator doors opened as Kate turned her head for a quick glance. The marker fell out of her hands and dropped to the floor. Alexis ran through the precinct as fast as her legs would allow. The light in the 12th danced across her arms as they swung back and forth. "Kate!" The tears broke her barrier and poured down once she threw herself into Kate's arms.

"Alexis! Oh m- Alexis!" Kate wrapped her arms around the teenager and held her tight. Alexis's left hand came up to the back of Kate's neck. Her right hand fisted at Kate's shirt, grabbed hold of her it and pulled in pain as the sobs worked their way out of her. Alexis buried her face between Kate's neck and shoulder.

"Kate."