A/N Thank you all for review, I really appreciate them :D

With this chapter I wanted to make something different. This story integrates present day and flashbacks. In this chapter there are many flashback all in Italic. I hope it's not too complicated. Enjoy :)

Present Day

"Who sent you a text?" Eliot asked curiously knowing that all three of them have been too busy to send anything.

Sophie walked further inside the apartment and threw her jacket and bag on the couch. "Parker. She sent me a text about ten minutes ago saying it was urgent. I came as fast as I could."

"Parker?"

"Hi guys" Parker suddenly appeared in the room. She had just dropped down from the stairs leading to Nate's bedroom.

"You were in my bedroom. Why were you in my bedroom?"

"Were you spying on us?"

Parker ignored Nate's complaint and answered Hardison's question instead. "I wasn't spying. I was studying. Sophie said I needed to study people's behavior so, I've been observing you for almost an hour now"

"You were lurking" Eliot grunted.

"Guys, can we get back on track here?" Sophie sighed exasperated. "What's the emergency?" Her eyes landed on the girl who had just finished eating. "Who's the girl?"

"You and I need to talk!" Sophie soon noticed his dark expression and the angry tone in his voice. What was going on?

Nate silently went upstairs and Sophie soon followed after exchanging worried and questioning looks with the others who just shrugged.

"This is not going be good" Hardison muttered.

"Yeah, we should probably take the kid outside" Eliot nodded at the girl. "How about going for an ice-cream?"

Amy didn't know if she could trust these people, but something inside her told her it was okay, so she nodded and followed the others out.

Nate was waiting for Sophie at the entrance of his bedroom and as soon as she walked inside the room he slammed the door behind them.

"Nate!" she shouted startled and annoyed. "What's going on?"

"Why didn't you tell me?" he shouted back.

"Tell you what?"

"That I have a daughter!" He was angry, furious. The situation had finally hit him. He had a daughter and she had kept her from him. He had another child, someone else after Sam. He ran his hands through his hair and paced.

Sophie stood motionless in shock. Millions of question were running through her head. "That was…" she whispered turning her head around to the direction of the door like she could see through walls and look where the girl had been sitting. Her baby girl. "How…" she gulped. "How did she find us?"

"We'll get to that later" Nate said in a more quiet tone. He was wondering too how the girl had find them and why then. "First, tell me everything"

She sighed. "What is there to tell?" she sat on the edge of Nate's bed and hid her face in her hands before looking back up to him. "It happened… that day in Paris"

"Yeah, I've figured that out. What I want to know is why you never told you were pregnant?" he hissed.

"When Nate? When was I supposed to tell you? We hadn't seen each other for over two months after that day…"

Nate slowly woke up with the annoying ringing of his mobile phone. He groaned and reached out for the disturbing sound with his left hand. That had been a bad idea as a shot of pain ran through all his body. He was gradually remembering the events of the previous day and he opened his eyes.

"Shut it off!" came a mumble from his right side.

The woman next to him rolled to her other side giving him her back. Finally the ringing had stopped, bringing back the quiet. Nate turned to his right side and ran his left hand up and down her naked skin, before planting delicate kisses on her shoulder.

"Hmm…" she moaned.

"Good morning" he smiled, face buried against her neck inhaling her perfume and that sweet scent that was strictly hers which always drove him crazy.

" 'morning" she turned around and captured his lips for a passionate kiss.

"How are you feeling?" he asked once they broke the kiss.

"Better. You were the one who had lost a lot of blood" Sophie traced his wound through the white bandage.

"I'm fine" he chuckled. "I guess you know how to make an impression."

"Well, you'll think of me every time you see the scar" She went to kiss him again, but his phone started ringing again.

He groaned in frustration. "I'd better get that"

He got up from the bed and retrieved the phone from his trousers which were laying on the floor.

"Hello" he answered sitting on the edge of the bed. Sophie crawled towards him and wrapped her arms around him trying to distract him from the call. She ran her hands up his chest and softly blew air in his ear before gently nipping on his lobe.

"Yes sir, I understand. I can at least have…" he bend his head down and ran a hand over his face. He closed the phone call and sighed.

"Bad news" she could fell his tension on the muscle of his back.

"Yeah" he slightly turned his head to look at her. "I have to go. My orders are to leave on the first plane for L.A."

She gulped trying not to cry in front of him. "I see" she turned around and got up from the bed and quickly grabbed a robe from the chair.

"I know this looks bad…" he tried to apologize. Leaving so soon after the night they spend together felt so wrong, but he didn't have any choice.

"It's not your fault" she hid her disappointment behind her smile.

He quickly got up and tried to get dressed. He needed to go back to his hotel to get his thing and then a ticket was waiting for him at the airport. Once he was ready he pause, knowing it was time for them to say goodbye. "When will we see each other again?"

"I don't know. I need to lay low for a while. Maybe I'll go on holiday somewhere. Some place exotic. You could always join me" she flirted.

With the look she was giving him, Nate would have followed her anywhere and he really wished he could. "I…"

"Work. I know"

He smiled sadly. "I'll call you. I promise."

He gave her one last kiss, something for them to keep until they would see each other again, and he left.

"… and when I found out about it I was going to tell you."

Sophie was waiting patiently in the doctor's office. Lately she had been having a lot of headaches, dizziness and vomiting. After nearly two weeks, she had finally decided to go to the doctor's to have everything check. They had visited her and taken her blood. Two hours later they had their results.

She turned around hearing the door open behind her. Her doctor, Diane Scott, walked behind her desk, a file in her hand.

"Did you find out what's wrong with me?" Sophie asked once she had sat down.

"Yes," she gave her a cryptic smile. "Don't worry, it's nothing serious. They are going to be a lot of changes in your life"

Sophie shook her head in confusion. "What is it?"

"You're pregnant. Congratulations" Diane Scott smiled.

"What…" she gasped. "How did…" Sophie was in shock. She wasn't expecting that. People like her, grifters, thieves, they don't get pregnant; it's too dangerous.

"Do you know how far along are you?" the doctor wrote some notes.

"Yeah…" Sophie remember exactly when it happened.

"Well, we can schedule a visit for next week. There are some more tests I would like you to take. For now here's a prescription for some pre-natal vitamins."

Sophie took the piece of paper without thinking about it.

"Is the father in the picture?"

That was a really good question.

"I came to L.A. but you were already back with Maggie and I couldn't just do that to you" she started crying.

When the news that she was expecting a baby finally sunk in, Sophie next decision to take was what she was going to do about it. She knew she could really make any definitive decision without telling Nate first. She had heard he was in L.A. There was going to be an important art exhibition, most paintings were insured by IYS, and he was going to be one of the agents in charge of their security.

She had called his office, telling she was a potential client. His secretary didn't hesitate to give her his current location. So that day she went to the park where he was spending his lunch break. She saw him in the distance and she could help but smile. She had missed him.

She was making her way towards him, but stopped suddenly when she saw the woman and small child with him. Nate was throwing a ball to the boy and his wife was chasing both of them. They looked happy, laughing while playing on the grass. They were a family. She laid a hand on her still flat abdomen. She knew that she couldn't have that. Nate and her could never been that picture. Silently tears began streaming down her face. She quickly dried her eyes and walked away.

He shook his head in frustration. "We weren't back together. Sam was having trouble with our separation, so we decided to move in together for his sake. We were sleeping in different bedrooms. Then Sam got sick and everything moved so fast…"

"I wasn't going to ruin your family just for a one time fling"

He kneeled in front of her. "It wasn't like that, you know it was more than that" he tried catching her eyes with his. "I thought it was you who didn't want anything to do with me. I tried to contact but you disappeared. I hadn't seen you for over a year and then that time in Tuscany you've acted like nothing had happened, so…"

"I struggled so much with my decision." She suddenly changed subject.

"What are you going to do about it?" her friend Tara asked from across the room.

Sophie had called her the week before telling her that she need a friend, someone to talk to. Tara had told that she was in the middle of a con but that she was going to meet her in London as soon as she was free.

"I don't know"

"You could always…"

"No" she shook her head. "I'm not having an abortion, I can't"

"Okay" the blonde thief but her hands up in surrender. "I still can't believe it with slept with IYS agent. What were you thinking?"

"It's not like that…"

"Oh my God" Tara gasped "You're in love with him"

"I…"

"Why haven't you told him about the baby?"

"It's complicated."

"Well, are you going to keep it? You know how hard it's too raise a child with what we do. It would mean leaving everything."

"I know. This child deserves better. It deserves a family."

"You have no idea what I went through and then I knew that the right choice was to give her away for adoption. I wasn't fit to be a mother, not at that time."

"Why did you tell me when we I came to you in Chicago? Why never mentioned it?" he pleaded.

She gave a small sad laugh. "For what Nate? So you couldn't think about a kid you were never going to meet. I made the right decision. You can stay there, judge me and hate me as much as you like, but I know it was the right thing"

"Well, sorry it I don't agree with you" he got up angrily. He paused. He was angry, yes. But he was also sad and mourning for the life they could have had. "If only… if only you would have told me all those years ago, things… things would have been a lot different"

"What? An IYS agent and a grifter playing happy family? Keep thinking that. Keep living the illusion" He wasn't going to do it, he wasn't going to make her regret her choice.

"So what now?"

"I don't know" she sighed. "I guess we try to find out why she's here. Last I've heard, she had been adopted by a nice family."

"Well she mention a social worker, so something must have wrong"

"You don't think…" she panicked. The one thing that kept her sane all those years was the thought that her baby girl was in a loving a family, having the life she would never have been able to give to her. But what if something had gone wrong?

"Let's go talk to our daughter" he exclaimed.