Jennifer was positive she'd been dreaming, there was no way to that her husband, the man she loved and was presumed dead was standing in front of her, sporting a beard and limping with a cane but when she woke up to find those familiar blue eyes and that smile, she knew instantly that they were both alive

"So I take it you missed me" That familiar voice she'd longed to hear for so long and when she reached up to touch his face, he felt familiar to her, she couldn't speak, only crying soundlessly and let out the breath she'd been holding for months. "It's okay, just let it out"

She didn't say a word, just pulled him close and kissed him with everything she had, she never thought she'd get the chance to kiss him and she wanted to never stop.

Eventually, they had to break for air but she desperately wanted more, she didn't care if they were on the 21st floor of his building with the windows open or that his secretary was less than a hundred feet away, "Make love to me"

"Is it safe? I mean can you after having the baby?" Jonathan never wanted to hurt her and he was dying to seeing his daughter but the idea of making love to her was driving him crazy.

"Please"

It didn't matter that she had a meeting in less than a half hour or that this wasn't the first time they'd made love on the floor of his office, she wanted to believe this wasn't a dream.

He stood up and went to the door, locking it, he removed his jacket and dropped his cane, limping back to her, and he held his hand out to her "We need to move to the couch because I can't get back down on the floor"

Biting her lip, she stood up and took his hand, "I have so much to tell you but I need this, I need to know that this moment of us making love isn't a dream or that I've been missing you so long that I'm hallucinating"

He kissed her and laid her down on the couch, "I have so much to tell you as well but I have been dreaming of this moment just as long as you have"

It wasn't the passionate filled moment Jennifer had imagined but it was enough that it made Jonathan real, she'd forgotten how every time they made love he asked if she was alright and if she wanted to stop, which she never did, she never wanted them to do anything but make love.

She hoped when they got home and back into their normal routine, they would go back to the intensity of their love making once again.

When they were done, she brushed his hair back, noticing that since he'd been gone, it had gotten much more silver in it but that made his eyes even bluer.

"Mrs. Hart?" Deanne's voice came through the intercom," I just wanted to remind of that meeting with Carter Stevens in 10 minutes"

"Should I cancel so we can go home and meet your daughter?" She asked holding his hand

"I've been trying to schedule that meeting for months, how did you manage to arrange that?"

"You know me, Darling I have way of getting things done" She smiled

"You never cease to amaze me!" he started kissing her neck but she pulled away,

"I'm going to reschedule this meeting, you've been away from home long enough and it's important for you to see Jocelyn" She reluctantly pulled away from him and began to get dressed.

"I'm sure Max is taking good care of her, let's get a hotel room for the night and we can see her in the morning, Come on I missed you," He pulled her back and began kissing her.

"No, Jonathan" Her resistance was minimal but she knew that it was important for him to go and see Max as well as the baby.

"We have to go home,"

Jonathan growled in frustration but he began to get dressed.

"We have so much to tell each other, I can't wait to hear what happened and how you managed to survive," She had turned around to buckle her dress but when she turned back, she saw his face fell and he was angry.

"I don't want to talk about,"

In all the years she'd known him, he'd only gotten angry and that was aimed at her father after her miscarriage, she remembered crying about how this was the final straw and that her Daddy didn't care, he never did, She remembered falling asleep in Jonathan's arms that night exhausted and when she woke up, Jonathan was gone.

He'd come back that night, looking like he'd been through a war and had said it was one of the worst meeting's he had been in years, he poured a large scotch and locked himself in the office for the rest of the night. She knew him enough to leave him alone.

Kneeling down, She took his hands "I didn't mean to pry, it's just we've been apart for so long and I just want us to be us again,"

He picked her up, "So do I but it's going to take time and I promise when I'm ready, we'll talk,"

She nodded and left to speak with Deanne.

Jonathan finished getting dressed and walked back over to the desk, he noticed she'd redecorated his office and the desk as well; it was now covered with pictures of Jocelyn and Max.

He hadn't realized it but he had missed so much of his daughter's life, it wouldn't be easy to connect with her and he hoped in the long run, she would understand that it wasn't his fault but something inside him gnawed and before he realized it, he threw the picture frame across the room and narrowly missed his wife's face.

Taking a deep breath, She chose to ignore him throwing the picture frame, "Are you ready to go home,"

Jonathan nodded, "I'll get Deanne to clean this up"

"No the cleaning crew will take care of it, Come on Darling,"

Jonathan nodded and they left, his heart wondering if the company he'd built from the ground up was something he wanted now or if it was time to leave it to the board.

But putting that aside, He walked with his love to her car.

"What happened to Station Wagon" He noticed that she was driving an SUV, he remembered how before the Baby was born, she had wanted to keep the Wagon because it would have enough room for the car seat.

"Max uses it, I use this because he needs the room for both Freeway and Jocelyn and we switch off." She climbed into the car and he sat beside her.

On the Ride to Willow Pond, he was unusually quiet but she didn't want to pressure him so she took his hand and he squeezed, smiling. Jennifer was so excited to have him back, she was nearly jumping out of her skin, for months she'd accepted he was dead and now he was inches away from her, alive.

When she pulled into the driveway, she drove up to the backdoor and stopped the car.

"Are you ready?" She asked holding onto his hand

He nodded, for some reason he felt like this was the first time he'd ever been there.

She got out of the car and waited for him, he slowly climbed out and took her hand, "Max is probably going to faint like you did" Jonathan cracked,

"Hopefully he'll land on soft carpet" She said rubbing her head where she was sure a goose egg was forming, she could already feeling a headache coming on

Jonathan opened the door and was ready to yell out for Max, when a person caught his eye.

Jonathan had stopped short, causing Jennifer to walk into his back, "Oh Darling, what's wrong," She leaned around him and saw someone she never expected.

"Get out of my house!" She screeched into Jonathan's ear

"Jennifer, sweetheart please" Stephen Edwards had been sitting in the antique chair that she'd ordered from France, that took nearly a year to arrive but now she wanted to throw it out.

"Don't sweetheart me! Get OUT!" She tried to get past Jonathan but he was blocking her way on purpose.

Max chose that moment to walk in with a Pot of Rose Tea; he knew Jennifer would be furious that Stephen had showed up after so many years but she also would want him to get to know his only grandchild.

Except he never imagined the 25 feet from the Kitchen to the Living Room that Jonathan, who was supposed dead was standing in front of Jennifer.

"Holy Shit! "Max dropped the tray he was carrying, causing a loud crash and Jocelyn to cry from upstairs.

Jennifer gritted her teeth and told Stephen, "I'm going to comfort my child, when I come back, you had better be gone" and ran upstairs to the nursery.

Jonathan wasn't sure what to do, help Max clean up or follow his wife so he stood there nervously

"Perhaps I've come at a bad time," Stephen said, "I'll come back later," he squeezed around Jonathan and was out the door.

"Where the hell have you been ?!" Max said blinking hard in disbelief as Freeway began to lick up the spilled tea.

"Max, It's good to see you haven't changed a bit" Jonathan smiled and hugged his old friend, who couldn't seem to breathe, "Max, it's okay"

"I uh better clean this up before someone gets hurt," Max pulled back and practically ran back into the kitchen

Jonathan smiled, "Damn it's good to be back", and he finally felt like he was at home.

Upstairs, Jennifer was alternately between changing Jocelyn and sobbing, the moment Jonathan was supposed to come home was meant to be a time of excitement and bonding with his daughter, not ending with her father sitting in their living room like the past few years had never happened.

Jonathan knew that this was the moment he would have to tell her what happened.

She put the baby back into her crib and sat down in the big chair that was placed perfectly under the window, where she'd often sat and cried wondering how she was possibly going to cope a year, a month, a day, an hour or a second without Jonathan.

Jonathan pulled the tiny hassock and sat in front of her, taking her hands.

"Is he gone," She wiped her nose and eyes with her sleeve, normally such things would appall her but at that moment she didn't care, and she was overwhelmed and exhausted.

"Yes," Jonathan hadn't taken a look at his wife's face, she had tremendous bags under eyes, her lip was blistered from continually biting it and her hair was flat, normally it was fluffy and permed but it looked like there were days when she rather pull it back than deal with it. She still wore beautiful clothes but it wasn't like before, when she would take an hour standing in the closet in her bra deciding what to wear while he stood back and watched in amusement. But her clothes right now spoke of a woman who'd given up a big piece of her, her fashion sense.

Her clothes were wrinkled and her socks were mismatched as if she'd gotten dressed in a hurry.

"Darling, I want to tell you about the accident"

"Are you sure" She was dying to know but she didn't want to pressure him.

"We were just over the Colorado Rockies when we clipped the top of some trees, the plane spiraled, and we cartwheeled, the plane split in half and we landed nose first into a mountain, all radio communications and GPS were cut off, I'm one of the lucky ones. Derek Shepard froze to death; Poor Mark Sloan was split in half by the chopper blades after being sucked out. Somehow Erin Regan and I managed to walk away with minor injuries, we walked for about 10 miles before we came across an abandoned cabin, we were lucky because just as we got to the cabin a huge avalanche happened and we only had limited supplies, for days we waited and waited. I know you must have been going out of your mind, I was too. Finally the snow stopped and we were able to walk another 10 miles to a Ranger Station, by then, we'd run out of food and supplies, I tried to call home so many times but I could never get through and then I developed pneumonia, for some reason, I guess to protect my identity, they gave me a fake name. I was there for weeks, slipping in and out of consciousness and when I finally did come to, all I wanted to do was come home to you."

She sat back in the chair listening to his story, when she spoke quietly, "Where you piloting the plane?"

He wasn't sure if he'd heard her, "What"

She spoke angrily, "Were you piloting the plane,"

Jonathan nodded

"We talked about that before you left, you told me you were going to let Shepard and Sloan do the flying, you promised!" She stood up, "I gave birth to your daughter with just Max and you chose to fly the plane after we agreed,"

"Because I was trying to get home to you and to Jocelyn," Jonathan was surprised at her reaction

"For months I thought of nothing except if you were hurt or if you were dead, I believed with my heart and soul you were still alive when everyone said I was a fool and that you couldn't have possibly survived, I still believed but now that I know you chose to endanger yourself as well as other people, I feel so stupid for wondering for so long. You betrayed me and Our Daughter"

With that, she stormed out of the nursery.

Present Day

After Jocelyn had come worried that she might have been switched at birth, Jennifer had gone upstairs to the bookshelf and pulled out the baby book, she studied the pictures of Jocelyn right after she was born and the ones Max had taken after she'd been cleaned up by the doctors. She noticed in one picture Jocelyn had a beauty mark under her left eye but in another, it was gone.

She quickly arranged the photos in order and noticed that not only did Jocelyn's beauty mark disappear but the shape of her ears with the baby cap on were different as well as the shape of her chin.

"How in the world," She said out loud.

"Darling," Jonathan called to her from downstairs, he was practically jumping out of his skin

"Coming," She grabbed the pictures and ran out of the library, when she got to the top of the stairs, she noticed Jonathan wasn't alone.

He was standing with a tall girl with long red hair identical to hers and a face that was a mirror image.

She was so surprised that she missed the top step and started to fall just as Jocelyn came out of her room

"Mom!"

"Jennifer!"