In the midst of bustling New York City, Twenty-Eight year old Stella Bonasera looks up to the dark sky that is currently glittered with brightly lit stars. Her corkscrew curls are thrown all over the place from the wind, and her beautiful eyes are glazed over with salty tears.
This young woman was an orphan, she was raised in an orphanage and was now a CSI in the big apple.
She had a great job, and was married to her boss; Mac. She sighed as she brushed her soft hand over her swollen stomach, there was one thing missing.
There was one thing she needed.
One thing she wanted.
One thing she cried for.
One thing that was a person.
One person that was a little girl.
That little girl was hers.
She had had a baby in the orphanage; she was told to keep it secret and had never spoken of her again, having held her for mere minutes before the child was torn from her arms. The healthy baby girl was shipped off to be adopted and was never to be seen again.
Stella looked up the sky and then back down and looked at the baby scan she had of her daughter, "I miss you my Princess" she said softly, "I promise I won't give up till I find you Katie"
She looked to the sky, "And no-one is getting in my way this time"
It had been twelve years since the birth of the girl, and her mother had looked for her as much as she could, but had not asked for help"