-Kara-

I surfaced from the conference room and wobbled my way down the steps to Peter, Siegal and Neal.

"Boss." I get his attention then "There's activity on Little Star." I rest against a desk Neal came over and supported me.

"The usage is erratic but someone's defiantly home." I added leaning into him and relaxing a little bit

"It's gotta be Winters" Neal  stated

"The idiot went back?" Peter questioned

"So that's where we're gonna go. Peter come. Nail this guy with us." Siegel encouraged

"ASAC. I've got responsibilities here." Siegel shrugged and left with Neal. I stood back up and went back to the conference room.

"Whoa." I say feeling a kick

"You okay?" Peter asks me and I nod

"She's kicking. Here." I grab his hand and put it on my stomach. She kicks again

"Wow." he chuckles and I wince "What. Is it the baby?"

"No, Braxton hicks. Apparently it's normal. Nothing to worry about." I break heavily till it passes "They've been happening on an off. I'm fine." I assure him

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I sat in the conference room rubbing my stomach. Little Star had blown up.

"Took the fire department six hours to put it out." Siegel stated

"Let me get this straight. Teddy Winters returns to a crime scene, risks exposure. So he can what, burn down a building he knows we've already found?" I questions snakily

"If you saw this guy, you would know he has sever mental issues. The fact is we watched him walk in the warehouse with our own eyes." Seigel retorted

"What about the body?" Peter wondered

"Jones came back with forensics. The teeth we found are a match for the records of Teddy Winters."

"Did I miss something? Teddy Winters is gone. We closed the case. Why aren't we happy?" Neal asks

"This is why we're the Federal Agents and you're  Criminal informant."  Peter stated

"it's a win when the bad guy's in cuffs, Neal. Not when he's a briquette." Seigal continued

"And what if he faked his death?" I wondered

"You weren't there. That dental is irrefutable." He was pissing me off

"It's not hard to lose teeth. Gimme a brick and I'll show you. Asshole." I stood up annoyed at him. Neal took my shoulders holding me in place.

"Kara, how long have you been awake?" Peter asks me

"A while."

"Go home, get some sleep." he tells me

"Boss." I protest

"That's an order. Neal make sure she does it. I want reports on my desk before you leave." he walked out.

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"Neal, I got a question. If you were to fake your own death. How would you do it?" I wonder standing in front of his desk

"I wouldn't do it. Not anymore anyway."

"Sweet but answer my question. Humour me. Please." he sighed and leaned back in his chair

"I always like the idea of jumping of a bridge." I nod "You still hung up on Teddy Winters?"

"Yeah. Do you wanna come to the warehouse with me and take a look?" I suggest

"No, Peter told you to go home and once I'm finished I will take you." I raise my eyebrow at him "Are you suggesting we ignore a direct order from the assistant Special Agent in charge."

"Are you suggesting we follow them." I retort making him laugh slightly

"Things are really changing around here. Huh."

"No shit i'm about to pop out your kid." I roll my eyes and rub my stomach "She's kicking again. Ugh she has your bad timing."

"Thanks." he grins "Look, I've got to finish this. But tomorrow we can have a look around okay?"

"Thanks, Neal. Don't worry I will get myself back. Love you." I wink at him

"Love you too." I walk away and get myself home

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I go to the crime scene instead. I know I shouldn't have but I was curious and it was just  eating at me

"Hi I'm Agent James from the Federal Beauru. I'm looking at three manholes possibly 6 feet apart. you guys at sanitation tell me which one is the odd one out?" they did "Thanks" I hung up. I found some leverage and used what little strength i had to pry open the man hole

"Ugh.". I took a deep breath then made my way down. I heard classical music. I took out my gun, supporting my stomach with the other. The pains were getting worse. Why weren't they stopping? I slowly made my way down and into a room i recognised the person

"Mozzie?" I groaned in question. He switches the music off

"Fair Juliet. This isn't what it looks like ." he  denies what's right before us

"It looks like your Teddy Winters." I retort

"And if I am?" He wonders

"Then I need to bring you in." I clutch onto my gun

"Then I'm defiantly not." he replied

"Stand up." I order shakily

"Can I ask what your never supposed to ask a woman?"

"I said stand up" I order more firmly. As what I now think is an actual contraction and not a braxton Hick. He stood with his hands up

"Used to be having a gun trained on me was a rarity" he commented

"Come on Teddy."

"I actually prefer Theodore" he corrected me

"move!" I groan in pain lowering my gun. Oh that, that was a contraction. That was defiantly a contraction

"Oh, oh, oh, are you you okay?"

"Walk, Mozzie." I grit out

"You know stress and physical assertion can prematurely ind...." I scream in pain dropping my gun and myself to the nearby chair.

"Can you make it up the ladder?" he ask

"Only if you help me." i answer crying in pain. he stand there for a moment

"I'm not going to prison. sorry." he ran past me

"Mozzie!" i cry out "Mozzie please help me. Mozzie." I take out my phone but there no connection

"We're a hundred feet under ground.You're not gonna get any reception." he told me

"Mozzie, you came back.  you need to call Neal. Call Neal." I huffed out

"Bad Karma isn't hereditary."

"What does that mean?" he helps me stand up and take my jacket off

"It means it's about to get messy. Come over here." he took me to the chaise and sat me down "I'm gonna time your contractions and take it from there."

"Call Neal. I need Neal"

"I can't do both, not if your as close as I think. Now tell me when the next one hits."

"It's hitting. Argh where's Neal." I cry "If he's in on this he should be coming." I breathe deeply as it passed and then I was hit with another one

"Argh."

"Okay, you roughly 90 seconds apart." he informs me

"This can't be happening. I cannot have my baby in a bunker with her Dad's best friend." I whine

"I know the venue isn't in ideal." he put his hand on my knees

"Get off of me!" I yell

"Look at me! Look at me Kara." i did "My god-daughter is coming-out whether you like it or not. Now, you can let the expert work his magic or you can take your chances alone. Up to you." He offers

"I don't want you touching...." another contraction "Get her out of me!"

"That's what I thought. now let's get ready to have a baby." He prepared me for labour

"Mozzie, mozzie I'm scared. Neal isn't here and he should be. He should be." I cried like actual sad tears

"I know, but look on the bright side. You won't break his hand so he can help with dirty diapers." he joked and i started laughing "Laughter the best medicine."

"Now breath deeply like me." he demonstrated and I copied then started to push "Good, Good, Good. Here she comes. Here she comes." there were little wails.