Eddie sat in her and Barry's apartment. With Detective Wilder's help, Seargeant Renzulli had expedited the evidence collecting process and cleaned up the crime scene to make it inhabitable again for her.

Though Eddie had an air-tight alibi, some questions did linger from the higher-ups. After all, Barry made more money than Eddie, who made comparatively less as a police officer. As soon as they were married, Barry signed all his financial assets to Eddie in case he passed away. Granted, Eddie did sign away her policeman's death benefits to Barry, but to the outsider, that seemed like mere gesture given Barry made most of the money in the marriage. To the outsider – and the higher-ups – this looked like a possible murder-for-hire.

"You've got to be freakin' kidding me!" an enraged Renzulli told Detective Wilder when he brought this up to him in person at the precinct.

For his part, Wilder shook his head, embarrassed he even had to bring it up. He knew Eddie was above board in all things, but he had to check all the boxes.

"I know, I know," he muttered. "But my Captain thinks this is an angle we need to explore."

"Well, I think your Captain is full of – "

"Let's not say anything we'll regret, okay, Sarge?" Walker advised.

Renzulli took a deep, calming breath.

"How badly does your Captain want to look into this?" Renzulli asked, not even trying to hide his contempt.

"Just enough to say we looked into it," Walker replied.

Renzulli sighed.

"Sarge, I don't like this any more than you do," Walker said. "But if this wasn't Janko, if this was a regular Jane Doe out on the street, we'd be looking into this angle, no hesitation."

Renzulli nodded. Deep down, he knew Walker was right.

"Okay," he said. "Do what you have to do, but keep it quiet and respectful. We're not going to make a show of it and if your Captain has a problem with it, he knows where my office is."

Walker nodded…

Back at Eddie and Barry's apartment, Lena kept vigil with her shattered daughter. She had made some soup and had gotten Eddie to eat it along with a sandwich, but the woman with the appetite of a football player was gone. In her place was a woman she hardly recognized, more like a wounded bird.

A knock came at the door.

Eddie jumped.

Lena placed a tender hand on her daughter.

"The police are outside our door, remember?" she soothed. "No one's coming in that doesn't need to be here."

Lena walked in and looked through the peephole to see Jamie and Kara.

She opened the door.

"Jameson! Kara! Oh, thank you so much for coming!"

"Hi, Mrs. Janko," Kara greeted warmly.

"Hi, Mrs. Janko," Jamie greeted.

Eddie heard the familiar voices, but she didn't believe what she heard.

She stood up and saw Kara.

For a couple seconds, they stared at each other.

Eddie burst into tears and Kara quickly ran to embrace her, swaying back and forth, rubbing soothing circles on her back and gently kissing the side of Eddie's head.

Sensing there was some deep stuff Eddie needed to get off her chest, Kara looked to Lena and Jamie.

"I'm going to…" she said, cocking her head towards Barry and Eddie's bedroom.

Lena and Eddie both nodded in understanding.

As Kara closed the door behind them, Lena and Jamie could hear gut-wrenching sobs from Eddie.

"IT'S MY FAULT!" they heard her bellow. "I SHOULD HAVE BEEN HERE! HE'S DEAD BECAUSE OF ME!"

Lena began to walk towards her daughter to offer comfort, but felt Jamie's hand.

"Kara can handle it," Jamie said.

"But your wife is almost four months pregnant," Lena objected. "She doesn't need that kind of stress."

"My wife is also a highly decorated police officer who has talked down jumpers and diffused hundreds of tense situations, much worse than this," he countered. "Let her do her thing."

Back in Barry and Eddie's bedroom, the emotional breakdown continued.

"Honey, you know that's not true," Kara said.

"I COULD HAVE SHOT THE BASTARD!" she continued to bellow. "AND BARRY WOULD STILL BE ALIVE!"

"You don't know that for certain," Kara said calmly.

"THE HELL I DON'T! HE'D BE ALIVE AND I'D… I'D… I'D…"

She trailed off.

"And I would be…" she said in a normal tone of voice. The anger had left her and she was a wounded bird once more.

"What would you be?" Kara pressed.

"I would be pregnant," she said, her voice cracking.

Kara looked at her, curious.

She sat down on the bed and Kara followed suit.

"Barry and I, uh, had been intimate a lot lately, to the point that I really thought I was pregnant and…"

The tears flowed.

"I got my period this morning."

That's when it all clicked for Kara as sympathy washed over her for her friend.

"In the past twelve hours since Renzulli told me, I held onto hope that I would have his child," she said while placing a hand on her belly, "a way to have a piece of him with me… And now I can't even have that AND HE'S GONE!"

As the sobs sprang forth once more, a moved Kara embraced her friend, fighting back her own tears.

"I am so sorry, Eddie. I am so, so sorry."

Thirty minutes later, Kara and Eddie emerged from the bedroom.

Jamie and Lena stood up.

"Sorry for yelling," Eddie said sheepishly. She glanced at Kara, then at Jamie. "No pregnant ladies were harmed, I assure you."

Without warning, Jamie walked forward and embraced his partner, wrapping his arms around her like a comforter on a cold winter's night.

"I am so sorry, Eddie," he said. "I am so very sorry."

Eddie pulled away.

"Thank you," she said.

A beat passed as Eddie, Lena, Kara, and Jamie stood there.

"So!" Lena said, breaking the silence. "Anyone hungry? I got plenty of soup and brownies!"

Kara's face lit up.

"I could eat!" she said.

"Me, too," Jamie said.

"Me, three," Eddie said.

At that, Lena smiled.

"Jameson, can you go ask the Officer outside if he'd like anything?" Lena asked.

Jamie nodded and went outside.

"Hey, Daniels, how's it going?"

"So far, so good, all things considered," Officer Daniels answered. "Was… Everything okay in there? I heard Janko yelling and I got concerned."

Jamie nodded.

"I think the shock is starting to wear off and she was blowing off steam with Officer Walsh, but everything's fine."

"Good," Daniels nodded. "Good."

"Hey, Janko's mom cooked some soup and brownies. You want some?"

"Maybe later. I'm here until 7A.M. tomorrow."

Jamie grimaced.

"Yep," Daniels said. "But this is one of our own, so it's worth it 'til they get the S.O.B. that did this."

Jamie smiled. He loved it when cops had that kind of camaraderie.

"Well, just thought I'd ask."

And with that, Jamie went back inside…

Everyone went home for the night except Lena. By then, she had gone to bed in the small apartment guest room. Eddie went outside to say goodnight to Officer Daniels, opening the door slightly.

Daniels stood up from his chair.

"Oh… Hi, Eddie," Daniels said.

"Hi, Michael," Eddie said with a courteous smile. "Just wanted to let you know I'm turning in for the night."

"Oh, okay," Daniels said. "Well, if you need anything, let me know."

"Sure thing," Eddie said with a smile.

"I mean it, Eddie," Daniels said. "You need anything at all, you let me know."

Eddie smiled once more, her smile more genuine this time.

"I will," she said. "Have a good night."

Eddie walked down the hallway, glancing in on her mom to make sure she was sleeping okay.

She walked into her and Barry's bedroom and laid on her side of the bed.

She caressed Barry's side of the bed and softly cried.

"Barry…"

"Barrryyyy…"

In the guest room, Lena laid awake, hearing her daughter cry herself to sleep.