"Daddy! Daddy look, I'm doing it!" 5 year old Amelia yells to her father as she rides down the side walk on her new bike.
"Look at you!" he smiles, god she looks just like her mother, he thinks to himself.
"You're doing so great Mac; I just wish she knew I was here too…" Mac hears his Wife's voice, she had died when Amelia was 1; a man broke in after she had laid Amelia down for her nap. The man raped and murdered her in their bedroom. They never caught the man; he's still out there, somewhere.
"Daddy!" Amelia yells, "Daddy, help!" Mac ran to his daughter who was lying on the pavement next to her bike. She was crying and holding her hand.
25 minutes later
"Daddy, it hurts…" Amelia cries into her father's shoulder, but wasn't paying attention, he saw someone he knew, he saw a detective that were working on Amelia's mother's case.
"I know baby.." he said rubbing her back gently as he stood up and walked over to the detective who was waiting by the receptionist desk with her partner.
"Detective Benson…" he said quietly, as his daughter buried her head into his shoulder.
"Yes?" She asks looking up to Mac.
"I'm Mac, Mac Johnston, you were the leading detective on my wife's case." He said trying to jog her memory to ask her about the man.
"Oh, yes, how are you? Is everything okay?" she asks seeing the little girl crying in his arms.
"Amelia fell riding her bike," Amelia sat up looking at the brunette.
"I fell and hurt my hand," she said sniffling, "it hurts, real bad."
"I'm sorry honey, I hope you feel better" Detective Benson says to the girl.
"I was just wondering have you found the man who hurt her?" he asked, and when he did he felt a hand on his shoulder, it was his wife, Annie's hand.
"Mac, please, let it be, they're not going to find him, I'm okay now, I'm not in any more pain, please don't do this in front of Amelia…" the ghost of Annie begged.
"No, I'm so sorry, Mr. Johnston…" She said sadly.
"Please find him, you've got less than a year to find him before it's a cold case, and I want justice for Annie, I want justice for my unborn son that was killed by that man…. I want justice for our daughter growing up without her mother." Mac said about to cry.
"I will try my best, Mac"
"And detective,"
"Yes?" she asks turning back to him.
"I'm getting diploid soon, I don't have anywhere for Amelia to go… would you mind watching her while I'm gone?" he asked, "I don't know of anyone else that I can trust with my baby, and I don't know if I'll come back."
"I don't know about that sir, I'm very busy with my job…"
"Please detective…"
"I'll have to think about it Mr. Johnston,"
"Come on Liv, we've got to go." Detective Bensons partner, Nick Amaro, interrupted.
"I have to go." She said as she left with Amaro.