It took Kim a lot longer to get to the police station than she had planned. After taking a few minutes to suppress her anger over the call with Kayla, Kim had tried locating Mickey Horton. Unfortunately, he was not at home when she called, so she had to wait until he reached the office before she could talk to him. He had told her he would head to the Salem PD and meet her there.

She had wanted to leave right away, but then she remembered Andrew. Mike had taken him to the library, so she had joined them in there. She had done her best to convince Andrew that Daddy was not hurt, that it was all a misunderstanding, and she was sure that Daddy would be coming home soon.

If only she truly believed that.

Andrew had been unconvinced, but had mainly just sat silently. Finally, Kim had decided she could not stay with him; she had to find out what was going on. Thankfully, Mike said he would stay with Andrew - and he assured her that he was going nowhere until Shane returned home.

"Kim!"

She was surprised to hear her sister's voice and looked up the stairs to the front entrance of the Salem PD. Kayla was just passing through the front doors, obviously leaving. She looked distressed.

Kim rushed forward. "Kayla, what are you doing here?" The words came out before she realized and her tone was much harsher than she intended. But she could not stop her suspicions. Kayla had been at home just a little earlier - defending Steve. Why had she rushed to the station?

"I talked to Roman - and Shane," Kayla said. "Why didn't you tell me? I'm your sister, Kim. Why didn't you tell me the truth?"

"The truth?" Kim was befuddled. What was Kayla talking about?

"About Shane's mission. You knew, didn't you?" Kayla's voice rose. "You knew the ISA would've left Steve there. Why didn't you tell me?"

That's what she's upset about? She's upset at me? After she defended Steve? Kim shook her head and said, sharply, "I'm not going to discuss this now. I need to see Shane." She started to push past Kayla. "I need to see if we can undo some of the damage Steve did."

Kayla grabbed her arm. "I told you. Steve didn't do anything."

"Let go of me." Kim pulled her arm free. "Go ahead, Kay. Convince yourself that it's all a coincidence that it's Jack who wrote the article. And it happened after Steve and Shane have been at each other's throats for the past few weeks. I'm sure it has nothing to do with Steve. And, hell, even he did tell Jack, you probably think it's just fine because he doesn't owe Shane anything. Just his life, his freedom, and his family. Why should you care that Shane put those very same things on the line for Steve? As long as you're happy, nothing else matters."

Kayla stepped back, her eyes wide. She took a deep breath. "I'm going to do my best to pretend you didn't just say that, Kim . . . because I know you're upset. Steve didn't have anything to do with Jack's article."

Kim did not believe that for a second, but she was not going to argue with Kayla. She had more important things to deal with, so she turned and started for the doors again. "I'm going inside to see Shane."

"They won't let you see him," Kayla said.

"What do you mean?" Kim spun back around. "You said you'd talked to him." Kim was sure she had heard that.

Kayla nodded. "I did, but then these men from the FBI came in and said Shane can't see anyone until the ISA gets here."

"And when's that going to be?" Kim asked. When Kayla shook her head, Kim felt another surge of anger. She saw Shane, but they won't let me? Kim was not going to accept that. Angrily, she spun away, raced up the stairs, and left Kayla behind.

Once inside, the first person Kim saw that she recognized was Mickey Horton. "Mickey," she called out, rushing toward him. "Have you seen Shane?"

"Kim." He hesitated, before he stepped toward her and took her arm. "They're not letting anyone see Shane."

"But you're his lawyer," she said. "How can they prevent you from seeing him?"

"They say Shane can't see anyone until Chief Tarrington gets here, and that won't be until late tonight or tomorrow." Mickey glared over at the front desk. "I've been arguing with the desk clerk and trying to find Roman, but the clerk said he left just before I got here."

"But Kayla said she saw him - and she saw Shane." Kim was growing even more furious. "If Roman's not here, where's Abe? He'll get us in."

"He can't. I already talked to him and the Assistant U.S. Attorney. The FBI has Shane in lockdown." Mickey sounded equally exasperated. "At least he knows not to talk to anyone without a lawyer present and they won't question him without me there. So for now, it seems like we just have to wait."

Kim shook her head. "No . . . That's not right. Shane needs to come home. Mickey, they dragged him out of there while Andrew was watching. If Shane doesn't come home today, how am I going to. . . ."

How am I going to explain things to my son?

How am I going to keep him safe from Jericho?

Mickey sighed, and led Kim over to a bench near the doors. Unconsciously, she followed and took a seat.

"Kim, Shane's not getting out today," Mickey said. "There won't be an arraignment until Monday."

But it's only Friday, Kim thought. She looked at him. "They can't just keep him here all weekend."

"They can," Mickey said, evenly. "They don't have to hold the arraignment until Monday, so that's when it will be."

Kim felt her chest constrict. This is so wrong. He shouldn't be here even for one night. She looked back at Mickey, but she could tell there was nothing he could do. "What else do you know?"

"That's about it, right now. The AUSA, Lewis Pasqua, wouldn't even tell me what they're charging Shane with. . . . He said he needs to consult with the ISA."

"And that's Chief Tarrington? He's coming here? Personally?" Kim asked.

"That's right."

"He's Shane's friend," she said. Tarrington had known Shane his entire career. "He'll sort out this mess. He's not going to leave Shane twisting in the wind. I mean it's just an article in a local newspaper."

She could tell that Mickey looked dubious, but then he nodded. "I hope you're right."

"You don't think so?" Kim felt a chill.

"None of this makes sense, Kim," he said. "I wish it did, but if what you said on the phone earlier about the Spectator being the reason . . . well, I've never heard of anything like this. But Pasqua said everything's coming direct from Washington, so-"

"So somebody thinks this is a big deal." Kim finished Mickey's sentence for him. She looked away and stared mutely across the station. She felt completely drained emotionally. In a flat voice, she finally said, "This can't be happening. I can't lose him."

She felt Mickey's arm wrap around her shoulder and he gave her a comforting squeeze. "Don't do this to yourself, Kim. We don't know anything right now and there's no point trying to guess what might happen." She looked up at him, feeling numb. "Go home, Kim. Your family needs you. Go home and be with them, and I'll let you know as soon as I hear anything."

Kim knew he was right. There was nothing she was going to find out right now, but Mickey didn't understand. She had no family without Shane. Her family - her life - could never be complete without him.