"You'll figure something out. I know you will," she says and she manages a soft smile as the cab pulls up to an unfamiliar building. It looks a lot different than the one she lives in -- older, with more character -- and she peers up at from inside the cab.

"You should have keys in that envelope, too," she tells him. "I don't know if you want me to come up with you, but I can, I... it's up to you." The only thing she's sure of right now is that she needs to tread lightly, take care with what she says and what she does. Everything else, what she needs, what she wants, what Sam wants and what Jordan might need, it's all a complicated, confusing blur. For now all she knows is that she needs to be careful.