He stares out the window of his apartment. The sinking feeling in his gut tells him that it's over. He knows that his marriage can't be repaired on a bed of secrets. She has been keeping things from him. He shakes his head, trying to push the though away, but he can't. One brief time out from a time out, is simply not enough to sustain them. It is time that he let her go. His heart will never let her go, but he must set her free to find, whatever it is that she is looking for. He presses his head against the glass, wishing that she was there with him.

When he wakes up in the morning he doesn't feel any better. He has tossed, and turned all night, wrestling with his decision. He knows that he has no choice. He begins his morning routine, and heads to his office. He glances at the date, and realizes that he should have planned better, but he knows he will never work up the nerve again. He reaches for the phone. He should call her, and give her a heads up.

She sits in her office, behind her desk. She closes her eyes, thinking about him again. Her stomach twists into knots at the deception. She thinks about what she's put him through. Today is Valentine's, and all she wants is him. Her body aches for him. She hasn't seen him in days. He hasn't been around, and her heart sinks thinking that he may have given up on them. She still hasn't found what she's looking for.

She wonders if she should tell him the truth. She needs to talk to him. There is more than work, and cases that is on her mind. It's time to tell him what is really going on. Everything has changed lately. She can't hide the truth from him much longer. She has to tell him something, or he is going to walk away, and never look back. Her body longs for his touch. She should tell him why she has been so deceptive, and she knows it. Her options are growing slimmer with each passing day. Too much is on the line, now. She can't afford for him to walk away now.

Someone knocking on her door catches her attention. She looks up, and finds suit standing in her doorway. She motions for them to come in. The thirty something clears his throat.

"Kate Beckett?"

"Yes," she nods in confirmation.

He hands her paperwork, "You've been served."

Her heart sinks, and she leans back in her chair. The man leaves the room, and she opens the document. She finds her name next to his. A lump begins to form in her throat as she reads the paperwork. Tears begin to form in her eyes, and she reaches for her phone. She dials his number without hesitation.

"Kate?"

"Rick, I was just served."

"I'm sorry, I should have given you a heads up."

"You filed for divorce?"

"Yes," he nods.

"Where are you right now?"

"I'm at my office. Look, I'm sorry. You know that this isn't what I want, but if you don't want to be married anymore, it is time for me to face facts. I have to let you chase whatever it is you are looking for. I hope you find whatever it is that is hiding in the shadows."

"Rick we need to talk."

"I don't know what else there is to say. Kate I will always love you, but I can't keep going on like this. I am giving you an out."

"I am on my way," she tells him, vacating her seat.

She is at his office in ten minutes. He is consulting with a client when she arrives. She makes a beeline for the door. Alexis sits at the receptionist's desk.

"Excuse me, do you have an appointment?"

"No, Alexis. I need to talk to him."

"Have a seat. He is with a client."

"It's urgent."

Alexis points to the seats in the waiting room, "He should be done in just a few minutes."

"Alexis, please."

"I'm sorry, Kate."

The door opens, and the client leaves the room. He heads for the door. Kate shakes her head, and rises from her seat. The door closes, and Alexis clears her throat.

"Let me see if he's available."

Kate groans, and rolls her eyes. Alexis picks up the phone. On the other side of the door Rick answers.

"Captain Beckett is here to see you."

"Send her in."

"Okay," she agrees.

Kate pushes the door open. It slams behind her. Rick instantly picks up on the look on her face. Her cheeks are red, and the vein in her forehead pulsates.

"You're angry?"

She pulls out a chair, and takes a seat across the desk from him. She shakes her head, "No."

"Then why are you here?"

"You need to have the full picture before you commit to this decision."

"Kate I know that you aren't telling me things. You chase whatever it is that you are trying to catch, I won't stand in your way anymore. I have come to terms with that."

"I am not ready to talk about that."

He shakes his head in disbelief, "Then what are you here for? All you have to do is sign the papers. It is a dissolution of marriage. Assets have been divided, and I was rather generous."

She looks down at the papers in her hands. She furrows her brow in confusion, "You gave me the house in the Hamptons?"

"You keep those memories," he suggests.

"Rick, wait."

"I have already made my decision."

"There is something that I need to tell you," she insists with a hint of guilt in her voice.

"It is too little, too late."

"For weeks I have been trying to figure out how to tell you. I know that things have been tense between us lately. I have been distant, because there are things that I can't tell you."

"And?"

"There is one thing that I need to tell you. There is something that you need to know, before we go any further down this road."

"What could you possibly tell me that would change anything?"
She takes a pregnant pause, "I'm pregnant."

"Come again?"

"Pregnant. Rick, I'm pregnant."