Years had passed, Theresa and jerry looked for her even got a private investigator for her kidnapping, and they never found her body which meant she was still alive. They hung onto hope Michaela would come home safe soon.

The day was stormy thirteen year old max dug out all the photo albums looking for photos he could use for a geology project in school for history class. He needed pictures of his family members as visual aids.

He picked up a handful of photo albums and dropped them on the table and sat down. Justin and Alex were sitting down on the couch fighting over what to watch on TV before their parents came home.

As Max opened a photo album that he had never seen before, there were pictures of Alex and Justin was young. But there was a third person, he had never seen before. He pushed it aside to remember to ask his parents about it. And Continued looking through the other pictures.

Within the hour, Theresa and Jerry had returned back from visiting a family friend.

"Hey guys" their mother greeted with a smile on her face as she opened the door with Jerry following.

Theresa walked passed max at the table with numerous albums laid out.

"What you doing max" she asked him as she stood over his shoulder admiring of all the pictures of the kids when they were young.

"Working on my geology project" he said reaching over to the album he had put aside "mom can I ask you something?" he asked her curiously.

"Sure sweetheart" she responded as she started dinner. "Who is this girl" he asked as he held up a picture to her.

"Where did you find that" she reacted surprised. "Who is it off?" Jerry said moving himself from the couch to where max was sitting.

Jerry grabbed picture from max's hand, and took a look at the photo. "That's um" he bit his lip.

Looking at Theresa with sad eyes he asked "think it's about time we told them honey" his voice went low.

"If you think so jerry" her face softened and she nodded holding back the tears, every time the conversation was brought up it still brought tears to her eyes.

"What's going on" max looked at his parents. He knew there was something they weren't telling them and he really wanted to know.

"What are you guys going on about over there" Alex asked looked over the back of the couch and noticed the look on her father and mothers faces, it looked like they had just seen a ghost from their past.

"Sit down over on the couch max, there is something your mother and I need to tell you" he said to the three kids as his sat down on his chair and waited for Theresa to follow.

"This" he said as he held the picture up in front of him so they could see well.

"Dad" Justin said knowing what was happening but he didn't want to hear it.

"Who is it" Alex asked him. She looked over at Justin he was biting his lip tears were forming in his eyes.

"This little girl that sitting in this picture happens to be..." he trailed of trying to hold back his tears.

"Our sister" Justin chimed in. Alex and max looked over at him in disbelief.

"What are you talking about" Alex asked him confused. she starred at him for a few seconds Justin wasn't laughing.

"You're serious, aren't you" she asked him as she turned to her parents. Theresa had her head down trying to cry, and Jerry looked like he was about too.

"I'm serious Alex, its true there is another Russo your not daddy's only little girl you know "he said turning away.

"Dad, is this true?" She asked her father not believing what was just said. "Very true" his voiced cracked.

"What's her name" max chimed in with a smile on his face. "Her name is Michaela she's 4 years older then Justin" Theresa told him but never looked up.

"Where is she, I want to meet my sister, wait am I being punked!?" he said excited getting up from his seat looking around.

"Sit down max you're not being punked" Justin spoke seriously. "We don't know where she is" Theresa explained as she got energy to hold her tears back.

She looked them all in the eyes and took Jerry's hand for comfort and started speak. "She was" her voice cracked and she had stopped regain her voice. "She was kidnapped" squeezing Jerry's hand, everyone remained silent.

"She was?" Alex spoke out without thinking trying to process everything.

"Max wasn't born yet. But I took the three of you to the park one day, there was a loose dog everyone was screaming..." she explained as in her mind she was having flashbacks.

"Kids were running everywhere, I called out to Justin and Michaela to come to me, only Justin was there, Michaela had disappeared we don't know what happened to her"

Theresa finished telling the kids what she could, took the photo from jerry's hand "order some pizza" she told them as she walked away sniffling her tears as she stepped away out onto the terrace.

Michaela laid in her bed her eyes were open. She was starring at the walls, but all she could think about was the dream she had that night.

"What the heck" she thought to herself. "It was so vivid" she thought about the part in her dream she remembered reading words "Waverley substation". She felt like she knew where that place was but she never could recall ever being there.

She turned on the computer, and while she waited it to start up she went to the kitchen for some coffee, when she returned she sat down and went to find out where this substation was and if it wasn't just a dream.

The dreams were reoccurring, she had them since she could remember and she could never shake them they felt so reall all the time.

The address popped up . "Whoa" she gasped out loud. "It's only 10 minutes away I can walk there" she got dressed and made her way there.

She knew what she was going to do she was going to ask for this jerry and Theresa that she has been having dreams about. The names were etched into her memory like the fireworks in the night sky for Fourth of July.

She walked into the substation. And there she saw a small boy sitting at the counter talking to his parents. Looking around she was amazed it looked exactly like it did in her dreams.

The boy spun around in his bar stool and took a look at the girl. She had dark hair, brown eyes olive skin. He couldn't help but think how much she had looked like Alex but a few years older.

"Hi there, can I help you with something" he greeted with a smile and a little wave to get the girls attention.

"Hi, I'm Michaela" she greeted looking around. "I'm looking for someone actually" she felt a bit out of place.

"Yeah, like who" max asked curious. "Do you know a jerry and Theresa?" she asked straight out.

"Yeah they are my parents, hang on" max yelled out for his parents, and both came from the back.

"What are you yelling for" Jerry raised his voice slightly pointing his finger at max.

"This girl wants to talk to you" he pointed over his shoulder.

"Can I help you?" Theresa looked at the girl then she turned her gaze over at jerry. "Are you Theresa and jerry?" she asked. Theresa and jerry remained silent standing in front of them was someone they had been waiting for 16 years.

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