AN: Short update, but I plan on posting the next chapter this afternoon. It is long, so don't be disappointed. Hope you are all having a wonderful Saturday morning. Oh, and do you really think that I would let Roman be nice? LOL! Enjoy!

Hello, Roman

There's jazz music playing in the background and black and white balloons strung together as decoration around the room. There's laughing and conversation buzzing around me and I just feel like a deer caught in headlights. Come on. Exit strategy. I should have one. Or I would have one if Kevin would have told me that Sean was on the guest list. Oh Hell.

"Sean. Hey. I'm good. Really good."

I know that I am holding my back as rigid as I can since I absolutely do not want to be having this conversation. Especially now. I keep scanning the crowd. Looking for an out. I NEED an out.

"That's good. Garcia told me that you got moved up to Intelligence. Congrats on that."

He's really trying to hold a conversation with me? Ok. I would think he would want to avoid a conversation with me after I basically said I don't love you back by not moving to San Diego. Ok, no one is offering me a way out. I'm trying to figure out what to say in response, but Roman is still talking.

"He also said something about a rumor that you got married last weekend. Is that true?"

Oh crap. I look at Roman's face and he looks like he doesn't believe a word of it. I'm about to show him my hand when I suddenly feel Adam's hand touch my low back and then wrap around my waist. Of course, I naturally sink into that touch. He is handing me a flute of champagne as he once again leans in to give me a kiss. Only this time instead of on the cheek…he goes straight for my neck. When he pulls back, he acts like he is just noticing Roman.

"Hey Roman. I thought you were still in San Diego."

Oh, this is bad. I can see it in Roman's face and can feel it in the way that Adam is possessively holding me right to his side.

"No. I'm in town visiting family. Timing worked out that I could make it to this. You know. Wanted to congratulate Atwater. He's a good guy."

"The best."

Ok, I've got to end this before it goes in a direction that is not good.

"So, you guys got married. What happen? You get drunk and wake up married in Vegas?"

Ok, going bad fast. I can feel Adam tense and I know that he is ready to get in Roman's face. I'm not having it. I know I have to speak first.

"So what, Sean?"

Adam's gaze immediately shifts to me and I can feel his body relax back as he waits to see what I say.

"Does it really matter how it happened? It did. This is Kevin and Alex's party. How about we all focus on that? Excuse us."

I grab Adam's hand and pull him off to the side and away from Roman. I know Roman's history and we are going to have to steer clear of him the rest of the night. If I can make it that long. I'm breathing hard. I don't know why. Stress? I place my hand against my forehead as I drop Adam's hand.

"Kim."

For some reason, Adam saying my name to try and get my attention reminds me of something.

"Damn it, Kim. I will follow you clear to the other side of Vegas. Stop for a second, will you?!"

Running. I was running. Away from Adam. That vision comes clearly to me from Vegas. I was getting away from Adam in the club. I can feel the tears coming up in my eyes as the full memory of our fight comes back to me. I had made a mistake. A Huge mistake. Adam pulls me into his arms to be able to see my face and then he is cupping my face.

"Babe?"

I blink the tears out of my eyes.

"I remember. I'm so sorry, Adam."