Author's Notes: This fanfic takes place in an alternate universe which splits from the Will & Grace universe following the season 1 episode "The Unsinkable Mommy Adler". It is written in the first person, present from Karen's perspective.

Disclaimer: "Will & Grace" is a property of NBC...no infringement intended.

Chapter 4: Saving Graces

It was now 5:15pm and Grace was getting worried about Karen. Karen has only ever been on time three times in her entire life but considering her fragile emotional state Grace felt it was a good idea to go by the penthouse, Grace caught a cab up-town and walked to The Georgia building where Karen lived. She got the doorman to buzz the penthouse and was relieved to hear Rosario grant her permission to come up.

"Hi, Rosario". Grace greeted the maid.

"Good afternoon Grace." Rosario replied.

"Do you have any idea where Karen is?" Grace asked.

"She is in her wardrobe." Rosario said as she began to dust the staircase.

"Thank you." Grace ran up the stairs and was about to open the wardrobe door when she heard muffled sobs coming from inside.

Grace stood still for a second listend to Karen's sobs before quietly opening the wardrobe door and entering the gigantic room.

Karen was lying on the floor in the fetal postion facing away from Grace, she hadn't noticed Grace entering the room and jumped when she felt a hand touch her shoulder.

"Karen, what happened?" Grace asked her softly.

"The son of bitch won't be coming back." I sobbed.

"Stan?" Grace asked confused.

I nodded and wiped my bloodshot eyes.

"Grace, I can't do this on my own, I can't look after a baby." I whispered.

Grace sat down on the floor and hugged Karen tight. It hurt her to see her friend so vunerable, Karen was never the type for open displays of emotion. Grace could not imagine how much Karen must have been hurtuing.

"You can do this, you've got Will, Jack and me, we will stick by you, we won't leave you." Grace said suprised by how forceful the words had sounded.

"Thank you Grace" I replied still holding onto Grace for dear life.

"Karen, why isn't Stan coming back? Is he angry about the baby?" Grace questioned Karen gently.

"No, he's in trouble with the tax department, the bastard lied to me and said he was going away on business but he is on the run from the FBI" I replied my voice breaking and new tears spilled down my cheeks.

"Oh, Karen, I'm sorry" Grace said sincerely.

I was sick of crying so I decided to change the subject. I pulled away from Grace's hug and stood up slowly.

"Grace, would you like to decorate this little one's room" I said pointing to my stomach. I was becoming suprisingly used to the idea that there was a little life inside of me, the next weeks and months were going to be hard without Stan but I had the feeling that I was going to get all the support I need to get through it.

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