He was watching the little girl with the dark brown curls, and pretty face. He always like to watch. He couldn't understand what it was with curls, he just loved the way they bounced, as he rubbed himself getting excited.

"Claire....are you ready to go home?" Yelled Danny.

"Claire"..so that was her name. Such a pretty name for a little girl. He thought to himself.

"In a minute Uncle Danny, I needs a drink."

"Okay squirt, wait up. Claire, get back here now." yelled her uncle.

Running from Danny to the fountain. She seen the man smile at her.

"Hello there. What's your name?"

"I'm not to talk to strangers." Claire said.

"But I'm not a stranger. See, I have a badge."

"Oh so you work with my daddy and uncles?" said Claire.

"I do, they are very funny your uncles. How would you like some ice cream?"

"No. I have to go back. Uncle Danny will find me soon." said Claire.

"I know. I have a great place you can hide. Come with me and I will show you."

"Claire Marie, get over here." Yelled Danny. "Who the hell are you talking too?"

"I don't know, he has a badge, but he's gone now. Why you yell at me Uncle Danny?"

"Cause you scared me. Don't ever run ahead of me again, okay?"

"Okay Uncle Danny. I loves you?"

"I love you to Claire. Now let's head home. Uncle Don's picking up pizza."

As they walked away he was watching. He knew the little girl named Claire would be an easy target. But for now he would have to find a different little girl to play with. Searching the park, he seen a small girl playing on a swing. Walking over he sat on the other swing.

"Hello. How are you?"

"I'm fine. I like to swing."

"I like to swing too. Where is your mommy?"

"She went to get me an ice cream."

"Ice cream, yummy. How about we go find her, and I'll get one too."

Hopping off the swing, the small girl took his hand, as they headed in the opposite direction.

As they walked along, the young girl was getting scared.

"I think we should go back, my mommy isn't here."

"Oh that's okay. We'll go look for her."

"But we need to go this way. The park is this way."

He knew the girl was going to cry, or scream. But he was only a few minutes from the car. Picking her up, he carried her the rest of the way.

"Please, let me down," she cried. Pleeeeeeeease".

Taking what looked like a candy bar, he passed it to the young girl and told her to eat that till they found her mom.

As she began to chew a few bites, she got sleepy. And in a matter of minutes she was out. Placing her in the car, he took her to a secluded area of trees.

Lifting her from the car, he sat with her till she woke. For he knew it wouldn't be as much fun without her awake.

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Meanwhile...

Danny dropped Claire off at Mac's.

"Daddy, we're home. Daddy."

"There's my little Claire bear, how was the park?"

"It was fun. Uncle Danny fell off the slide being silly."

"He did. Well mommy has lunch ready for you in the kitchen."

"Come on Uncle Danny, let's have lunch."

"I can't sweetheart, Uncle Danny has to get back to work."

"Can you stay Uncle Flack?"

"Well that depends what mommy is having."

Stella came out of the kitchen.

"Hey boys, staying for lunch?"

"No I have to go Stel. I've got some paper work to finish, before the boss has my butt."

Claire giggled.

"Funny Messer." said Mac.

"How about you Flack, you staying? It's cold chicken, salad, and fresh fruit for dessert."

"Okay, you talked me into it."

After Danny left, he thought back to that guy in the park that was talking to Claire. Pulling up into the station he parked and headed inside.

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Back in the secluded area, the little girl was waking up. Seeing she was still with the man, she tried to scream. But not before he gagged her with his hand.

"Shh...it's okay little one, I just want to play. Don't you want to play?"

"I want my mommy."

"I'll tell you what. You let me play with you, and than I'll take you home."

Noooooooooooooooo...I want my mommy," she cried.

Ignoring her pleas, he laid her on the grass and started his assault.

It must have been three that afternoon, when the mother reported her daughter missing from the park. As Danny and Flack headed over, they began questioning her.

"Could you tell us the last time you seen your daughter?"

"Sure. I left her on the swing, while I went to get her an ice cream."

"You left your five year old on a swing in Central park by herself?"

"Yes. I do it everyday. Nothing has ever happened, she always listens."

"Well, she didn't listen today did she?"

"I don't know, please help me find her."

"Do you have a photo of the child?"

"Yes, yes, right here."

"Danny put out an Amber Alert, and inform the Media."

"Okay . Can you think of anywhere she would go?"

"No. We just moved here a week ago, I hadn't even had the chance to enroll her in school yet."

"Okay. The best thing you can do right now, is head home, incase she calls, or someone calls with a randsom."

"My little girl is going to be alright, isn't she?"

"I can't answer that. Just go home, we will call you if anything changes."

Leaving the station, Flack had a sinking feeling the child would be found dead.

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Back at home Mac was playing "hide and seek" with Claire.

"Where are you my little Claire Bear?"

*Giggling*

"Are you under the couch? Nope, not there. How about under the chair? Not there either. Hmmm....It's to bad I can't find Claire sweetheart. I guess she'll miss out on your peanut butter cookies."

"Oh..mama has cookies", she whispered to herself behind the curtain, that Mac could see her little toes.

"Mmmm...yummy peanut butter cookies and mommy, thank you."

Now Claire wasn't dumb. She knew if daddy had cookies he wouldn't be eating them in the living room. For cookies were only allowed in the kitchen and den.

"Mac...what are you doing under that couch?"

"Looking for my Claire Bear, I know she's here somewhere."

*More giggling*

As Stella seen her daughter peek from the curtain, she told her to come. Picking her up, Stella left the room with Claire.

"How about we trick daddy, and get you some cookies and milk?" she whispered.

"Okay mama. But won't daddy get stuck?"

"Nah...he'll get out."

As Mac wiggled out of the couch, he noticed the curtain had stopped moving. Walking over he seen she was gone.

"Hey!!! Who stole my Claire Bear. I know she was behind this curtain."

Mac could hear her giggling loudly from the kitchen. Walking in he seen her eating her cookies and milk.

"You sneaky bear you. Give daddy bite."

Passing her cookie to daddy, he took a little bite. "And now daddy wants his kiss."

"No kisses daddy, you didn't find me remember."

*Pouts* "But I love my Claire bear kisses, pweeeeeease," he whinned.

Leaning over her big girl chair, she kissed her daddy on the lips.

"Better daddy?"

"Much better. Now Mama bear, where is my kiss?"

Laughing from the fun of it all, she walked over and planted one on her husband.

"Mmm...yay. Now I have all my cookie kisses, I need to go to work."

"Bye daddy, I love yous lots."

"I love you too Claire, you take good care of mommy and your baby okay?"

"Okay daddy. I make mommy rest, and rub her tummy."

"That's my big girl. Bye love, see you tonight."

Heading out the door, with another cookie Mac recieved the call.

"Taylor."

"Mac it's Danny. We've found that missing five year old. Flack's on his way to pick up the mother."

"Okay danny, I'm on my way."

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When they arrived at the secluded area Mac could hear the mother screaming.

"Noooooooooooooooo, not my baby. Oh God, please, this is a mistake."

"Flack, have one of your men take the mother downtown."

"Sure Mac."

As Mac, Danny and Sheldon looked over the tiny body, they were sickened.

"TOD Sheldon?"

"Not more then four hours ago Mac. She's still warm. Also if you notice around her mouth, the bluish color. She's been drugged. With what I don't know yet. I also found traces of chocolate on her dress. I've already bagged it, along with a swab from her mouth."

"Was she assaulted?"

"She was Mac, both orally, and internally. I can also tell you he wasn't gentle about it. As her jaw was cracked, most likely from forcing her mouth open with his hands."

"Sick bastard. I'm telling you Mac. This City is getting worse."

"I know Danny. Keep your cool. Here come the reporters. Get the child covered up now."

"Please step away from the crime scene. You know better. Five feet from the yellow tape."

"Detective Taylor. Is it true the City of New York has another pediphile running around?"

"Detective Taylor. What are your plans on catching this animal, before he strikes again."

"Listen everyone back up now. All your questions will be answered by Chief Sinclair at the NYPD. Now please leave, we have a crime scene to process."

"Fucking animals," whispered Danny to Mac.

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When Mac returned to NYPD, Danny already had the mother in interrogation.

"Good afternoon, I'm DetectiveTaylor. I have a few questions for you."

"What about. I just want to see my daughter."

"Could you please tell me why you left your daughter alone on a swing, while you went and got ice cream."

"I was only a few feet away from her. If anything was wrong she would have screamed."

"She would have screamed? What kind of answer is that. Children in NY are taken and assaulted everyday , and you had no concern that it could happen to your daughter, why?"

"She was smart enough to know better, I told her to stay, as I had done several times before. She always listens."

"I don't care if she listened or not. Now I'll ask you again, why did you leave your daughter alone?"

"I told you detective....."

*Knock, knock*

"What is it Danny?"

"It seems the mother was dealing to a crackhead named Peter Long, we have him in booking."

"So you are telling me, she left her daughter to do a deal?"

"Afraid so Mac. I've got a female officer out here, the Chief wants a internal done on the mother, as Peter informed us where she hides them".

"Great. This just gets sicker by the minute. Bring her in. And make sure the mother has a lawyer. The last thing we need are her rights violated."

"Like that should matter, after what she did to her daughter."

"Easy Danny. Why don't you check on Sid, see if he found out what the substance was on her lips."

"Okay . We have a female officer coming in to an internal on you."

"Like hell you do. I know my rights, I demand a lawyer now."

"Of course you do. here is your appointed lawyer by the city."

"Listen, if you are my lawyer get me out of this?"

"I'm sorry . You must co operate. This will help with your daughters case."

"Bullshit, you think I'm stupid. I know what you think. You think I'm some crack dealing mother, who left my little girl to do a deal."

"Did you?"

"I'm not answering anymore questions."

"You don't need to. This officer is going to take you downstairs and check you for drugs."

As the Officer went to put her in cuffs she tried to fight, leaving Danny and Mac no choice but to hold her down.

"I want the results ASAP."

"Of course ."

While they waited for the female officer to return. Mac was looking over some paperwork, when Danny walked in.

"Hey Mac."

"Danny. Did you need something?"

"No. But something has been bothering me."

"What is it Danny?"

"Today at the park, Claire ran a little bit ahead of me to get to the fountain. By the time I caught up, there was a man there, talking to her."

"About what Danny?"

"I'm not sure, she said he worked for us, and showed her his badge. I thought nothing of it at first. I just figured one of our Officers were patroling the parks."

"Excuse me, detective Taylor ?"

"Yes."

"We've done a full cavity search, but turned up nothing. There is also no sign of anything being in that area. Also the blood work came back showing Crack."

"Okay, thanks. Danny where is Peter?"

"He's in holding. The blood work came back on him too. he was higher then, hell ."

"What are you thinking Mac?"

"I'm thinking we had a couple who were cracking it, while a young girl was left to fend off a predator."

"Now what Mac?"

"I think I need to head home and talk to Claire. She may be our only hope."

"MAC!!!!!"

"What is it Sinclair?"

"What are we doing about this case?"

Now there was no way in hell, Mac was telling Sinclair what his daughter had seen.

"The mother is being arrested for child endangerment, and Peter is being charged with drug possession."

"I don't care about that Taylor. I have the Media on my ass. They seem to think we have a Pediphile on the lose in New York."

"Look Sinclair, that's your department, you handle it. I've got to get back to that park with my team, and see if we missed anything."

"Christ Mac, he looks pissed."

"I don't really give a shit Danny. I have a five year old child laying in the morgue assaulted by a Psychotic Pediphile who could be looking for his next victim."

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When Mac returned home. He found Claire watching "Cinderella" with her mom.

"Daddy, you're home. I missed you daddy."

"I missed you to Claire bear. Listen Claire. Do you remember when Uncle Danny, and Uncle Flack took you to the park today?"

"Uhuh...Uncle Danny fell off the slide, it was funny."

"What happened after that love?"

"I got really thirsty daddy. So I ran ahead to the fountain, to get a drink."

"But you know, you are not to leave Uncle Danny, or Uncle Flack. At any time."

"I know daddy, I'm sorry."

"That's okay love. Just don't do it again okay?"

"Okay daddy."

"Now Claire, can you tell me about this Officer you seen?"

"What Officer daddy?"

"The one at the fountain."

"Oh...he asked me to come with him. He said he knew a good place I could hide from my Uncles. But I told him no. That I can't talk to strangers, ever."

"That's my big girl."

"Can you tell daddy what he looked like?"

"I not remember daddy. Cause Uncle Danny yelled at me to come to him. But he did have a badge."

"A badge like this sweetheart?"

"No daddy, his badge was different. Can I watch Cinderella now?"

"Of course love, you go ahead."

"What are you thinking Mac?"

"I want you to go back NYPD, get the book that show all the badges from the past till now. We are going to see if our Claire can find the badge she seen."

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He was hunting again. The urge to take was overwhelming. As he sat in the park he knew his chances would be slim, for very few parents allowed their children out at night in NY.

Walking the path, he seen a girl no more than 8 walking her dog. As he watched her from the shadow, he wondered if the dog would attack, or if it would allow him to stroke it.

"Stroke it," he laughed to himself. Just like he stroked the little girl earlier. Feeling himself get excited, he walked towards her.

"Hello, that's a beautiful dog you have."

As the girl ignored him, and kept on walking he tried again.

"I said...that's a beautiful dog you have."

"Listen mister, in about five minutes I'm going to have him attack your ass, now leave me the hell alone before I call the cops, you pervert."

"Aren't you the smart mouth. I am a cop, see."

Pulling out his badge, he showed it to the young girl.

"Oh...sorry Officer, you can't be to safe these days."

"Good for you, it's nice to see young kids so street wise."

"Is it okay to pet your dog?"

"Yeah, I guess."

"Does he like chocolate?"

"No. You don't give dogs chocolate, it's not good for them."

"Oh, I see. I'm diabetic, and a friend of mine bought me this bar, as a joke you see. Would you like it?"

"No. Listen, I have to go, my mom will be getting worried."

"Sure, okay. I'll walk you to the gate, just to be sure you get out of the park safely."

"No. I said I'm fine. Now if you will excuse me."

Knowing he could knock her out and be done with it. He changed his mind, due to that damn dog.

Meanwhile.....

Danny had returned to Mac's with the book of badges.

"Claire...can you come see daddy for a minute?"

"But daddy, the Prince is gonna kiss Cinderella."

"Okay sweetheart, but as soon as that's over, you come see daddy."

"Okay daddy."

When the movie had ended, Claire walked out and sat on her daddy's lap.

"Are we going to look at the book now daddy?"

"We are Claire bear, you ready?"

"I'm ready daddy."

Opening the book Mac turned it to the first page. With no response Mac kept turning them, till they came to the Sheriff section, and that's when Claire seen it.

"That's it daddy. See, this one."

Looking at the badge he said to Danny.....

"NY City Deputy Sheriff".

"You have got to be kidding me Mac. Maybe it's a stolen badge."

"I hope you're right Danny."

"Mac, I'm afraid we are going to be pissing off alot of people over the next few days.

"Not right away. We will check the log books first. See if anyone has reported their badge stolen, or have recieved a new one."

"You want me get started on that now?"

"I do. Get Flack in on it. Also on your way Danny, be sure those Officers are patrolling the parks."

"What are you going to Mac?"

"I'm going to call in on an old friend."

"Okay Mac, see ya."

"Daddy, can we go to the park tomorrow?"

"I don't know sweetheart, we'll see okay. Why don't you go get ready for bed. School tomorrow."

"Okay, love you daddy."

"I love you too, my Claire bear."

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He was still lurking in the park. He knew there was no way he would find a child this time of night. But he needed something, someone to ease the sexual fever.

Walking the street, he found a hooker.

"Excuse me, if I pay you $500 to dress like a child and act like I'm really hurting you, will you do it?"

"Hey honey, for $500 I'll do anything you like."

Walking her to his apartment, he pulled out a pair of childs undergarments, t shirt, and a childs curly wig.

"This should do go change. And remember you are a child."

When she came out of the washroom, he felt himself swell.

"Hi little girl, would you like some candy?"

"I'm not supposed to talk to strangers."

"But I'm not a stranger, I'm an officer, see."

"Oh, okay."

Taking the candy, he lifted the prostitute onto his lap, and began tickling her. Pretending to laugh, like she was enjoying it, wasn't working.

"Damn..this isn't working, can't you be more childish, cry, scream, or something."

"Listen mister, this is as good as it gets."

"Well it's not good enough for me."

Grabbing the wire in his pocket, he choked her to death.

"Saves me five hundred bucks. Dumb ho."

Wrapping her body, he threw it down the garbage shoot. Walking back into his apartment, he took three of his sleeping pills, to knock himself out for the night.

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In the morning Claire was already up with her mommy, when her daddy came downstairs.

"Morning daddy, I have a kiss?"

"Of course you can Claire bear, and how is mommy bear this morning?"

"I'm fine Mac, so is baby bear."

"Good. Listen Claire, before you go to school, I have a few things I want you to remember."

"Sure daddy."

"You do not talk to any strangers. None, not even if they have a badge. Understand?"

"Yes daddy. But I thought it was okay to talk to Officers?"

"I know baby, but daddy said not to, okay. Also, you are to stay with your friends, and on your playground till I, Uncle Danny, or Uncle Flack pick you up. You are not to go over to the park, understood."

"Of course daddy, I would never leave the playground."

"I know love, daddy just needs to be sure you understand."

"I do daddy. Don't worry. I promise."

"That's my girl. Now one more thing, if you see a stranger hanging around outside your school or the park, you tell the teachers right away okay."

"Okay daddy. Can we go now?"

"We sure can Claire bear."

"Mac....did you and Danny get the information to the schools, and the Parent Council?"

"We did love, notices will be sent home with the kids today."

"Thanks, I'll see you tonight."

Kissing his wife good bye, he and Claire left for school.

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As they pulled up in front, they seen all the other parents talking and discussing their ideas for keeping their children safe.

"Morning , thanks for all that wonder information, it really helps."

"Glad to hear it. We will be having Officers patrol the area, but the children need to know that the Officers will not talk to them. If a child finds one that does, they are to report to you or the office right away."

"I understand Detective. Don't worry, I'm sure you will catch him soon. You are to good not too."

"Thanks Principal Skinner. I'll see you later Claire bear, remember the rules."

"I will daddy, love you."

"Love you too, baby."

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As he walked through the park, he seen two girls walking to school. Looking left to right, he also seen the Officers walking through the park.

"Looks like I need a diversion."

Walking to a garbage can, he took a piece of paper and lit it on fire throwing it into the trash. As the blaze grew, it attached itself to a tree, causing a large fire.

"Call 911," yelled the Officer, as he ran over with his partner.

Seeing the oldest girl engrossed in the fire, he knew this was his only chance. Grabbing the little one by the waist, covering her mouth, he ran with her, while everyone watched the blaze.

Hiding behind a huge tree, he took out his pills, and forced the little girl to swallow one. Not more than a few minutes later she was out.

Carrying her to his car, he placed her in the back seat, and covered her with a blanket. As he started his engine, he heard the scream.

"HEY....TINA, TINA, WHERE ARE YOU TINA?"

The officer turned and asked....

"What's the matter?"

"My little sister is gone, we were watching the fire, I didn't see her leave. Where is she?"

"Okay, I need you to calm down. Have a seat with this Officer, while I call it in.

When Mac and the team arrived, he questioned the young girl.

"I'm Det. Mac Taylor. Can you tell me what happened?"

"I was walking my little sister to school, till I seen the fire. We stopped to watch, and I must have let go of her hand, and now she's gone. It's all my fault." she cried.

As Mac was about to question her again, the mother came running up.

"Candice, where is your sister?"

"I don't know mom. I lost her."

"YOU LOST HER, WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU LOST HER?"

"Excuse me. I'm Detective Taylor , do you have a picture of your daughter?"

"Yes, of course I do. Here."

"Danny, get out an Amber Alert, and inform the Media another child is missing."

"Oh God. Please, please tell me that pervert hasn't got her? Please, Noooo."

"Calm down , it will be okay. I want you and your daughter to go with this Officer to the Police Station."

"Please . Please find my baby."

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Once he had the young girl at his apartment. He waited patiently for her to wake up. As the hours passed, he began getting worried, for she still hadn't waken.

Walking into the room, he began shaking her.

"Hey...hey girl, come on, time to wake up."

"Mmmm..."came the small sound from the child.

"That's it little one, wake up."

As she opened her eyes and seen the stranger, she tried to scream. But not before he covered her mouth.

"Shh!!! listen to me now. your mommy sent me to babysit you. Your sister got hurt, and she had to go to the Hospital. Now don't yell. Are you hungry?"

Shaking her little head yes, he got her a sandwich and a glass of milk. As he watched her eat, he began to get excited. Watching as the milk dribbled down her chin, he moved closer beside her and licked it.

Becoming more excited, he forced open her mouth and crammed his tongue inside as she bit it by accident from being scared.

"Ouch, you little brat." *Slap*

As she began to scream, he smothered her mouth with a pillow, pressing so hard, not stopping until she stopped kicking. Removing the pillow, he realized he had killed her to soon.

"Shit. This isn't supposed to happen. Now what the hell am I going to do."

Removing her clothes, he began to play with her anyway. Caressing her, kissing her, playing with his fingers. But it was no fun. Being so fusterated, he tossed her aside, wrapped her in a bag, and threw her down the garbage shoot with the prostitute from earlier.

"I've got to get the hell out of here. I'm going to have to find a new place to live. While I still have the chance to get away."

Packing up all his stuff, he left the building on 47th.

Meanwhile....

After Mac and his team had processed the whole area, they finally called it a night.

"Come on Lindsay, let's go. Mac said to pack it in."

"Wait Danny, I found something?"

Walking over, Danny seen Lindsay taking a sample from the ground by the tree.

"What does that look like to you?"

As Danny looked closer, he seen it was sperm.

"Christ Lindsay, great catch, Mac will be impressed."

After gathering up the samples, they headed back to the lab.

"Hey Mac. I found some traces of seman on the tree in the park. Adam is analyzing it now."

"Good. When he is done, run it through, see what you get, Lindsay."

"You got it Mac. Hopefully we will be able to I.D this pediphile by tonight."

"I hope you are right Lindsay. For our time is running out."

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After spending the night in a Motel. He headed over to see a real estate agent.

"Good morning sir, can I help you?"

"Yes, I'd like to purchase a small house. Two bedroom if possible. Money is no object. I'd also like to have a den to set up my game room. It needs to be a fair size, as I play pool tournaments in my home."

"Well, we have the perfect house for you. I can show it to you this afternoon at one."

"Sounds great. I'll see you then."

Walking out he rubbed his hands together.

"Now to head to a hardware store, and get special padding for a sound proof room, this way no matter how much the child screams, they won't be heard."

Once he had all his purchases, he headed over to the house, where he found the realitor waiting.

"Here we are Mr. Hendrix, come on in."

One look and he was sold. It was perfect, and the houses were spaced far enough apart to stop nosey neighbours.

"I'll take it. Shall we sign the contract, I'd like to get moved in this afternoon."

With everything signed, he called the furniture company to deliver his goods, while he unloaded his van, and got to work on the sound proof room.

By the middle of the afternoon everything was in place. He was glad his father had made him take all those carpentry courses, they sure did pay off. Sitting down to lunch, he thought about all the children he could now have at his disposal. Cleaning his dishes, he headed out.

Meanwhile....

Mac recieved the call from his team. As he arrived he seen the look on Danny's face and knew it wasn't good.

"Another child Danny?"

"Just not a child Mac. A prostitute dressed as one too."

"Sheldon, time of death?"

"For the child, around 8-8:15 give or take. The female around 4am this morning."

"Has the child been violated?"

"No. It seemed he was in a hurry. Something may have gone wrong, and he was forced to smother her."

"Okay, get them back to Sid. Have him start with the child. Check her stomach content, and check her blood for traces of medications."

"You got it Mac."

"Danny, have you questioned everyone in the building?"

"I have Mac, no one seen or heard anything. Officers have checked all the apartments and they are all clear."

"How many apartments have no one living in them?"

"Just one, but it was immaculate, very clean, fresh paint. Super said he just finished it a week ago."

"Hmm...okay, let's get these bodies back to lab. I need to pick up Claire."

As they left, Mac wondered to himself if they would ever get a break on this damn case.

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When Mac arrived at the school, the kids were all lined up waiting for their parents.

"Daddy bear, you're here. Can we go home now?"

"Of course we can Claire bear. How about we pick up some ice cream?"

"Yay!!! Chocolate daddy, with the big chunks in it?"

"You betcha. Let's go."

Buckling her in the car, he was watching from the restaurant across from the school.

"Such a pretty little girl, with pretty little curls. I could play with her all the time. But I couldn't kill her, no way. She is to pretty to kill."

As they drove out of the lot, he watched the other children leaving with their parents. All but one little girl who was still waiting.

"Candice, are you sure mommy is coming for you?"

"She said she would. I know she had to try and get out of work early."

"Okay. How about we go back inside and wait."

As they walked back into the school, he left.

Walking along the street towards the park, he seen a young girl getting off her bike at the store.

As he watched, she came back out with a loaf of bread, which she put in her basket. Following her along, he seen her turn down an alley. Following her in, he seen her open a chocloate bar and eat it. Knowing she must have snuck it from the store, he approached her.

"Excuse me young lady, did you pay for that?"

"Ummm...yeah." she said nervously.

Taking out his badge he said.....

"I'm afraid you'll have to come with me, let's go."

Following the officer with her bike, he lead her to his car.

"Where are you taking me?"

"To police headquarters, from there we will call your mom."

Placing her bike in the trunk, she got into the back seat.

"Listen officer, I'm really sorry, do you have to tell my mom?"

"I'm afraid so, that's my job. How old are you?"

"Eight, I'll be nine in two days."

As she watched them drive along, she noticed he went right by NYPD.

"Hey...isn't that the police station?"

"It is, I'm taking you around the back. Here have another chocolate bar on me."

Passing her the bar, she ate it, and in a matter of minutes, she was sound asleep. Pulling up to his house, he opened the garage door, and pulled in.

Lifting her from the back seat, he carried her into the sound proof room, layed her on the bed, and locked the door.

Going back to his car, he got in and drove to the dump. Taking out the bike, he wiped it down, and tossed it in the pile of junk and headed back home.

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When Mac returned to the lab, Lindsay chased him down.

"Mac...we have hit, the seman sample we ran belongs to Jack Hendrix, no fixed address. But we do have a photo, as he's in the data base. He's a registered sex offender, it seems his parol officer lost track of him several months ago, there is a warrant out for his arrest."

"Are you telling me this pediphile has been running our streets, and not one officer has seen him anywhere?"

"I guess not Mac. Where do you want to go from here?"

As they were thinking Mac heard the woman screaming.

"Someone help me, please, my daughter is missing, she didn't come home from the store. Someone help me."

Running towards the woman, Mac tried to get her to calm her down.

"Listen Maam, just relax, come with me to my office."

As she walked with Mac, Danny asked Lindsay what was going on.

"What the hell is happening Lindsay?"

"It seems another child may have been taken. Mac's with the mother now."

"Have a seat. Can you tell me your name?"

"Lorraine, Lorraine Seacrest. My daughter is eight, her name is Francis. I sent her to the store for some bread, but she never returned."

"Okay , do you have a photo of your daughter?"

"I do, right here. This is her school picture."

"Danny, take this to Adam, have him blow it up and send it to the Media, let them know to show it around the clock, and if any witnesses have seen her, they are to call 911 immediately."

"Sure Mac."

"Now you said your daughter was on a bike. What did it look like?"

"It was a black ten speed, with pink hearts running down the racks. It also had a basket, and it was marked at the last police identification drive."

"Okay, what I'd like you to do is head home in case she tries to call. We will get in contact with you if we hear anything."

Leaving the NYPD, she got into her car and drove home in tears.

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When the Media aired the picture, several calls came in from all kinds of citizens, who said they seen the young girl earlier that afternoon.

"Mac...we have a call you should take."

"Taylor."

"Yes, is this detective Taylor?"

"It is, how can I help you maam?"

"This afternoon I seen the young girl on the TV get into a blue mercury with white trim."

"How can you be sure, this was the girl?"

"The bike, I seen him put a black bike in the back trunk with pink hearts. The girl was also in the back seat, when he got in."

"Would you be able to recognize him if we showed you a picture?"

"I would, as I was standing right across the street."

"You were across the street, but didn't find it strange that a young girl was getting into some guys car?"

"I just figured it was her father or someone she knew, for she wasn't fighting him, she was actually quite obedient."

"Okay, if you could come in as soon as possible, it would be much appreciated."

"Sure, I'll be right there."

Hanging up the phone, Mac hoped to hell, this was the break he was looking for.

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As the police were on the look out for a blue mercury, Mac and his team went back to the alley, where the girl was last seen. Processing the area, they could find nothing out of the ordinary. Just as they were about to pack it in Mac got the call.

"Taylor."

"Mac... it's Officer Fred Singe. We'd like to inform you we've arrest a suspect driving a blue mercury. We are transpoting him to NYPD now."

"Thanks, I'll be right there."

As they arrived at the station, Mac noticed the guy sitting in the interogation room.

"That's not him."

"What do you mean that's not him Mac?"

"Danny, he doesn't even look like our pediphile, wrong hair, eyes, and shape."

Entering the room Mac sat down and began questioning him.

"Okay Steve Host, can you tell us where you got this car?"

"Look, like I told the officer, some guy on the street sold it too me for five hundred bucks."

Pulling out the picture, Mac said....

"Is this the guy?"

"That's him. He said he needed money to get out of town."

"Did he have a young girl with him?"

"Nope. Just himself."

"Okay Danny, let him go."

After releasing Steve, Danny said....

"Now what Mac?"

"Now we get all the roads in and out of NY blocked. Then I want all the Airports, Subways, and any other means of transportation blocked. Each car, bus, bicycle, train, plane, are all to be checked."

"Christ that could take hours Mac."

"Then you better get right on it."

Storming out of the room, Mac headed back to his office, to call Stella, and let her know it was going to be a long night."

Meanwhile.....

He returned home with two cheeseburgers and fries. Opening the door to the sound proof room, he seen the girl crying on the floor in the corner.

"Hey now. There's no need to cry, are you hungry?"

"I want to go home. Please let me go?"

"I'll tell you what. If you promise to do everything I ask of you, I'll let you go."

"What do I have to do?" she sobbed

"Just let me play with you for a little while. Let me be your man."

"Nooooooo....please. I want to go home. Please don't hurt me."

"I'm afraid it's going to hurt a little bit, but I'll try and be gentle with you. Shall we begin?"

As he crawled his way beside her, he touched her hair, and caressed her soft face.

"So pretty. To bad you don't have bouncy curls. There's this one little girl I really like, but I can never seem to get her, she's well protected by her father, he's a detective you know."

As she listened, she tried to take in as much as she could. The only thing she could hope, was that she gained enough of his trust in the next few days, that she would be able to attempt an escape. Even if it meant allowing him to assault her.

"Now, would you like to eat first? or play first?"

"I think I'd like to eat first, I'm very hungry."

"Okay, then we shall eat together."

Passing her a cheeseburger, fry and coke, she began to eat.

"Ummm....mister, mine tastes funny. Kind of chalky."

"Hmmm...mine too. Could be because they sat to long on the drive home."

As they finished their meal, he noticed her feeling excited.

"I feel....so hot."

"Come here, I'll help you off with your shirt."

Being to drugged to understand, she allowed him to remove her clothes, as she watched, but couldn't do anything to fight him.

Once he had her body exposed, he carried her to the bed, and began his first assault.

Falling into sleep, her world went black.

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When Mac finally crawled home. The first thing he did was check on his Claire bear. Opening her door, he found her sound asleep, all snuggled up. Leaning over her, he kissed her, and whispered.....

"I love you my little Claire bear. I promise to always protect you."

Tucking her back under the covers he left the room. Walking down the hall, he walked into his room, stripped off all his clothes, and climbed into bed beside his wife's heated body.

"Mmm...you're so cold Mac." Whispered Stella, as he pulled her towards him.

"Sorry love, I tried my best to warm myself up."

"It's okay Mac. How is the case going?"

"It's not love, we can't seem to get a break. This pediphile is always one step ahead of us. The worst part is, with him running around the streets, the children of NY aren't safe. I'm telling you Stella, the playgrounds are so empty, the streets are so quiet at three in the afternoon. We've become the City with a curfew."

"I'm sorry Mac. You are so tense. Turn over and I'll work your muscles."

As he flipped onto his back, Stella shifted herself upon him.

"I'm not to heavy for you, am I?" She giggled.

"Mmm...no love, you could never be to heavy."

Taking her hands, Stella started at his waist, digging deep compressions into his muscles, as she slowly worked her way up his back, down his arms, back up to his neck, where she massaged her fingertips within in tired neck.

Leaning further in, Mac felt the kick of his child, against his back.

"You feel that love?"

"I did. Seems like Junior wants his daddy's attention."

Carefully turning his wife over, he lifted her nightgown and exposed her swollen tummy. Then taking his hands, he began to massage round circles in slow motion, causing his child to ripple against his hands.

"Hello son. How's daddy's boy doing?" Are you nice in warm in mommy's tummy? How about you close your eyes, and daddy sing to you."

As Mac began to sing "Sleepy little Angel", Claire walked in.

"Daddy...I can't sleep. I had a bad dream."

"You did. What about Claire bear?"

"A monster daddy. A mean man monster, he tried to run away with me, and Uncle Danny couldn't catch him."

"He couldn't? Aww...come on Claire bear, you can sleep with mommy, daddy, and your brother."

As they snuggled in Claire whispered....

"Daddy....I no want to go too the park no more."

"Okay Claire bear. You don't have too. Sleep now."

Kissing his family goodnight, they all fell into a restless sleep.

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Meanwhile across town...

When she woke the following morning, he was beside her smiling, as he began to touch her again.

"Please...I need to go to the washroom."

"Okay. Just let me get you a shirt to slip into and I'll take you."

Knowing this may be her chance, she followed him down the hall.

"Here you go. I'll be waiting right outside this door. Don't try anything funny. I'll know."

As she sat on the toilet, she looked around and seen a tube of lipstick he must have bought for dress up. Taking the tube and some toilet paper, she wrote in big letters "H E L P M E, I M U P S T A I R S K I D N A P P E D". Rolling it up, she squeezed it out the opening in the window.

"What's taking you so long?"

"I'm coming Steve, I just need to wash my hands."

Opening the door, he inspected the washroom. After finding everything in place, he walked her back to the room.

"Are you hungry?"

"A little, what do you have?"

"I can make you some pancakes, and some apple juice."

"Do you have coffee?"

"I do, but you are to young to drink coffee."

"Not no more, you made me a woman now, remember?"

"No. I didn't yet, I just played with you, with my fingers. Do you want me to make you a woman now?"

"Oh no...I think we should wait till tonight don't you?"

Feeling himself become erect, he whispered....

"I can't wait now, I need something. Get on your knees, or no breakfast."

She knew what was coming, she knew what he wanted her to do.

"Ummm...please. I...."

"ARE YOU DEFYING ME, DO YOU WANT TO MAKE ME MAD?"

No, no I don't. I'm sorry.

Doing as she was told, he hurt her this time. He became so excited, he hurt her bad.

"I'm sorry, but you made me angry. I'll get you some ice for your jaw."

Leaving the room, she crawled into the corner, and made herself throw up, until she could throw up no more.

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Meanwhile one of the neighbours were walking their dog, when the pup sniffed the toilet paper.

"What have you got there boy?"

Taking the toilet paper from the dog, he seen the lipstick on it. As he opened it, he seen a bunch of letters, letters he couldn't make out.

"Hmm...must be some kids scribble."

"Hey Peter, what have you got there?"

"I don't know Mike, looks like scribble."

As Mike looked at it, he read the letters.

"Peter, give me your cell phone."

"What for?"

"Just give it to me."

Passing him the phone, he called NYPD.

"Good morning NYPD, what's your emergency?"

"Yes, I'd like to talk to Detective Taylor . I believe he's handling the Pediphile case."

"Hold please. I'll transfer you."

"Taylor."

"Yes, my name is Peter Shever, and I'm not sure if it means anything, but I found a piece of paper on the street. It seems to be written in code or something. The only word I can make out is.....

"H E L P M E. The rest of it I can't understand."

"Can you give me the letters?"

"Sure....I M U P S T A I R S K I D N A P P E D".

"Okay Peter, thank you for your help. I'm going to transfer you back to the front desk, give them your information incase we need you again."

Hanging up the phone, Mac looked at the words, and it didn't take him long to figure out.

"I'm upstairs kidnapped."

"Danny, get in here now."

"What is it Mac?"

"I think I know where he's keeping Francis. Let's go."

As he came into the girls room with breakfast, he heard the sirens.

"Did you call the police?"

"No...How, I have no phone." she cried in the corner from the pain of her jaw.

"I got to get the hell out of here. But as for you..."

Pulling out a knife, he sliced her across the throat. Gathering up what he could, he took off out the back.

"POLICE, OPEN THE DOOR NOW!! BEFORE WE BUST IT DOWN."

Getting no response, Flack shot the lock, opening the door, and as they ran upstairs, they seen the young girl gasping for air.

As Mac bent down, he could hear here gurgling.

"It's okay, just relax, nice calm breaths."

Knowing the young girl wasn;t going to make it, Mac held her tightly, as she gurgled out.....

"h....e...lp....curly hair, p...oli..ce....daaaughteeeeeeeeeer."

Closing her eyes, she died in Mac's arms.

"What the hell did she say Mac?"

"I'm not sure Danny. I couldn't make it out. Something about curly hair, police, daughter. Listen Danny I want this room swept now, every inch of it. Get Flack to have the officers comb the area, he couldn't have gotten far."

Laying the girl back on the ground, Mac covered her till Sheldon arrived. Putting on his gloves, Mac searched the room. Under the bed, in the bathroom, in the corners, and that's when he seen it. The piece of paper hidden under the floorboard.

Picking it up, he read.....

"He like this one girl with brown bouncy curls, she's always in the park. He tries to catch her, but she's always got an Uncle around her, and her father is a detective. He says he loves her, and he wouldn't kill her because she is special. He dreams of playing with her, hurting her.

God I hope someone finds my note, I hope someone can save her."

Mac couldn't believe what he was reading. He couldn't believe this young girl who was tortured to no end, kept notes written in lipstick.

"What do you have there Mac?"

"Notes...this young girl kept notes on what that bastard pediphile was saying."

Passing the note to Danny, he read it.

"Mac....you know...."

"I know Danny, it sounds like he's talking about Claire."

"Christ Mac, she was our only lead. Now what are we going to do?"

As Sheldon walked in, he seen the sheet covering the young girl. Then looking at Mac, he seen the blood covering his suit.

"She didn't make it, did she Mac?"

"No...she didn't Sheldon. Do me a favour, put her in a new body bag please. Time of death was 10:45am."

"Sure Mac. You going to be okay?"

Looking at Sheldon with vengful eyes, he said.....

"Not until this animal is off our streets, alive or.....DEAD."

Walking from the room before he lost it in front of his team, he headed home, to inform his wife, that Claire was not to leave the house without supervision, not even in the back yard.

"Hi, you have reached the Taylor residence....."

Hanging up the phone, he wondered where they could be. He knew he didn't have much time, especially with that pediphile reeking havoc on NY. As he pulled up to the house and walked inside, he seen the note on the table.

"Mac...

Took Claire and I for ice cream. The baby was having a craving. See you soon, Love Stella."

Getting back in his car, he rushed over to the Ice Cream store, and found it closed for the day. Knowing the only other place to get Ice Cream was at the Park, he turned on the siren, called the team, telling them to meet him there.

Meanwhile....

Claire was holding her mommy's hand tightly.

"Mama...I no like the park, I want to go home. Please mama, we go home?"

"You don't want ice cream?"

"No mama, I want to go home."

"Okay love, we'll go home."

As they were walking out of the park, he seen her. The little girl with the bouncy brown curls. Walking by, he smiled at Claire. As she looked up, she screamed.

"Auuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuugh...."

Letting go of her moms hand, she began to run. Leaving her mom behind, for Stella was to pregnant to run.

"I can get her for you maam?"

Taking off quickly, he had Claire in his embrace in a matter of minutes. Running the opposite way, Stella began to yell for help.

"Help...some one help, he has my baby."

Hearing the sirens, Stella ran as carefully as she could .

"Mac, Mac, he's got her, he ran with her that way."

"Danny, Flack, split up. Get all the officers on duty over here."

"You got it Mac."

As they searched the park, they couldn't be found anywhere. That is until Flack seen the little clues. Following the melted ice cream cone, it ended at the Parks and Recreation shed.

Not wanting to startle the guy. Flack called Mac, and informed him that he had the guy in the shed.

"Okay Flack. Be very quiet. We don't want him to know you are out there."

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Meanwhile inside, he had Claire in his arms.

"Hi there. Do you know me?"

Shaking her head no, she began to cry.

"Aww...don't cry little brown haired girl. I love you, and I promise to take my time. Can I touch your hair?"

"Auuuuuuuuuuuuuugh, auuuuuuuuuuuuuuuugh...." she creamed and cried trying to escape his hold. Getting in one good kick, she removed herself from his lap, but he caught her foot, and dragged her back.

"WHAT'S THE MATTER WITH YOU. I TELL YOU I LIKE YOU, AND YOU KICK ME AND RUN. THAT'S NAUGHTY, NOW I HAVE TO SPANK YOU."

Flack could hear him yelling at Claire. Not waiting for Mac, he took out his gun, and fired the lock. But as he opened the door, he seen nothing, for it was pitch black inside.

"Claire, Claire...answer Uncle Flack."

As Claire tried her best to bite down, she managed a small nip and he yelped.

"Ouch...you little bitch. That's it I've had enough."

"Auuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuugh,auuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuugh ..."

Just as Mac caught up with Flack, they found the tiny opening, that lead to an underground tunnel.

And as they crawled through the opening, they heard the scream stop.

When Mac, and Flack finally got into the tunnel, they found it empty.

"Christ Mac, this is like a maze. It doesn't end."

"Just keep walking Flack, they have to be hear somewhere."

As Hendrix came to the middle of the tunnel, he seen the two exits had been blocked.

"Shit!!! Now what the hell am I going to do?"

Placing Claire down, he began to move the rocks frantically, as he watched to make sure Claire hadn't waken.

When he had removed enough bircks and stone, he gabbed Claire and squeezed them through the opening. Then laying her back down, he covered the opening with rocks again, to make it look like they hadn't gotten out.

As he continued to pile the rocks, Claire was waking up. Looking at the man with his back to her, she tried to get up and run away, but her ankle was broken. Crawling on her hands and knees, as fast as she could, she seen a couple sitting on the sidewalk.

In her little small voice she said...

"Heeeeeeeeeelp me, heeeeeeeeeeelp me," with tears

As the young couple turned around , they seen the little girl all beaten with her clothes torn.

"Oh my God Mike, get help quick."

Picking up his cell he called 911.

"911, what's your emergency?"

"Yes, I have a young girl here, badly beaten, we need medical assistance immediately. We are on the North side of the NY bridge."

Hearing the sirens in the distance, Hendrix turned and noticed Claire gone.

"No, no, no, no, this can't be happening."

Knowing he had no time to get her, he took off down the other end of the bridge, onto the NY streets, down an alley and hid.

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When the EMT's arrived, they carefully braced Claire's ankle, and neck to be safe.

"Can you tell me your name?"

"Being in and out of conciousness, she tried to whisper......

"Claaaaaaaaaaaaaire"

"What was that sweetheart?"

Falling into sleep again, the world went black.

"It sounded to me like she said Claire."

"Claire, are you sure?"

"I think so, we better call it in to NYPD."

NYPD, this EMT David Frinks calling. We have a young female victim, approximately 5 years of age. She's been in and out of conciousness, but we managed to get a name from her. What sounded like Claire."

"Did you say Claire David?"

"10-4"

"Does she have brown curls?"

"She does."

"I believe you've found Detective Taylor's daughter, she was kidnapped this afternoon. Hold tight, I'll patch him through."

"Dispatch to Det. Mac Taylor."

"Taylor, go ahead."

"It seems we've found your daughter, she's on the North side of NY bridge, EMT's are assessing the situation now."

"I'll be right there."

"Flack, let's go, Claire's been found."

"Is she......?"

"No, she's alive, but injured."

When they arrived they seen the EMT's starting an IV drip.

"Is she awake?"

"She's been in and out of consciousness. From what we've assessed, she has a broken ankle, and possible concusion. We need to move her."

"Flack, I'm going with Claire. Go back and get Stella, bring her to the Hospital."

"You got it Mac. What about Hendrix?"

"I'll deal with him later. Just tell the officer's to keep searching, alleys, ran down buildings, Motel's, everywhere."

As the Ambulance pulled out, Mac reached over and whispered......

"Claire bear...wake up sweetheart, it's daddy bear. Come on sweetheart, wake up for daddy."

Looking over his daughters broken body, and torn clothes. He wondered to himself if that bastard animal had touched his daughter.

Meanwhile....

"Stel....come on Stel, we need to go. Claire's been found, they've taken her to the Hospital, Mac's with her."

Helping her into the car, they headed over, as Stella prayed her daughter hadn't been violated.

When they pulled into the Hospital, Mac followed behind until her was stopped at the desk by a male nurse.

"Excuse me, we need you to fill out papers."

"Are you insane. Screw your damn papers, I'm going with my daughter, and if I were you, I wouldn't bother calling Security, cause at this time, I'm in no mood for games."

Leaving the desk, Mac walked right into the Trauma room.

"Excuse me sir, you can't be in here."

Mac was getting pissed, this was his little girl, his little Claire who had been beaten.

"Pulling out his badge, he threw it on the floor.

"Now you all listen to me. I'm not a Detective at this time. I'm a father, so you all have five minutes to assess my daughter before I start throwing my temper around."

As the Trauma Team looked at Mac, one of them tried to leave to call Security.

"I WOULDN'T DO THAT IF I WERE YOU. NOW GET TO WORK ON MY BABY, NOW!!!!!"

"Come on guys, let's get it done."

As they worked on Claire, the nurses kept looking at Mac, as the tears were pouring from his eyes.

*Whispering* "Doctor....please, let him know something. "

As the doctor looked at Mac, crying, he felt his pain. Being a father of three girls himself, he gave in.

"Detective... he whispered softly. Why don't you come hold your daughters hand, I'm sure she'd like to know her dad was here."

Walking up to his daughters little form, he took her hand, as he watched them cast her little ankle.

"Claire Bear...it's daddy. I know you are sleeping right now, but I'm here, Papa bear is here right beside you and you're safe, I promise you Claire bear, you are safe."

As they continued to work on Claire, the nurses were all in tears. For here was a father who risked losing his job by threating a Trauma Team, all for the love of his daughter.

"Please Doctor, has she been....did he...?"

"No Detective. Your daughter was not sexually violated, she was beaten though, and has a slight concusion, with her broken ankle. besides that, she will heal. Though I imagine with your love, you'll help her through the Trauma and the nightmares.

We've done all we can here for now . We will be moving her to recovery. You may stay with her there until we transfer her to the Children's Ward."

"Thank you. Thank you for understanding."

Bending down to pick up Mac's badge, the doctor handed it to him.

"I think this belongs to you, . Take Care."

Leaving the Trauma Room, the doctor turned and watched as Mac rocked his little girl.

Once they had Claire in her private room, with Police Officers on her door, he went to get his wife.

"Stella, come on sweetheart, let's go see our baby."

Helping her up, they walked arm in arm into their daughters room. As Stella seen her little baby, she broke. Embracing her tightly, Mac whispered....

"I know love, it's okay. She's going to fine. Come on sweetheart, be strong."

Walking over the bed, Stella took her daughters little hand and held it while she whispered....

"Claire...Claire bear, it's Mama bear. I'm here, can you feel me."

Opening her little eyes, still groggy from the anesthetic, she whispered....

"Mama....owwwww!!!!"

"I know sweetheart, I know you hurt."

"I want daddy, where's daddy?"

"Daddy's right here Claire bear, here's daddy bear."

"He hurt me daddy, he hurt me bad. But I bite him and he hit me, and it hurt daddy, and no one was there to help me, where were you daddy, I coudn't find you, and he took me."

Mac was feeling his daughters disaapointment. Even with being five, she understood there was no one there to protect her.

"I know Claire bear, daddy's so sorry. But we were all looking hard to find you, and we did, and you are safe. Safe with us, back in our arms."

As they Mac and Stella held their daughter, she whispered....

"I told you I know like the park, I told you daddy."

As they layed their daughter back down, she feel into sleep again.

"Oh Mac this is all my fault, Stella cried. The ice cream store was closed, so I told her we could get one in the park, but she said no, and as we turned around to come home, he got her, I wasn't fast enough to catch him."

"It's okay love. None of this is your fault. Listen, I need to go, I'll be back as soon as I can okay?"

"Oh Mac, you're not going to....."

"I'll be back soon love, when Claire wakes again, give her a kiss for me."

As he embraced Stella one last time, he carefully layed his badge on the little desk top, and left.

When Stella turned around to face her daughter, she seen the badge, and that's when she knew, Mac was out for blood. There would be no mercy, no forgiveness, no courts, or arrests. The only thing there would be was death, death for the bastard that hurt his daughter.

As Mac headed out of the Hospital, Stella picked up the phone and called Flack.

"Flack."

"Flack, it's Stella. I need you to find Mac fast. He's gone searching for that Pediphile."

"Yeah, well that's his job Stella."

"No...he's out for blood. He left his badge sitting on the table top by Claire's bed. I'm telling you, he's not thinking straight."

"Calm down Stella. Danny's with me here. We'll find him, don't worry."

As Mac drove up and down the streets of NY, he stopped at every Motel/Hotel he came across.

"Have you seen this man?"

"No, no one that looks like that has registered in here."

Walking out without so much as thank-you, he continued his search for the bastard Hendix. Turning down 47th, he seen a group of guys, standing on the corner.

"Have any of you seen this guy?"

As they looked at the picture, one said...

"Isn't that that Hendrix guy, the animal predator the cops are after?"

"Yeah, he's the one, you seen him?"

"Listen mister if we had, we would have bashed his face in a million times over."

"Why...what's it to you?"

"The bastard kidnapped and beat my daughter."

"Son of a bitch, is she okay?"

"She'll survive, but with scars."

"Wow man, we're so sorry, but I can guarantee you, if we find him, he won't live to tell about."

Looking at the guys, Mac nodded his head and drove off.

Driving around in cricles, Mac was still having no luck, but he also knew he now had help. For his only thought was getting this animal of the street.
Stopping at the corner waiting for the light, he seen a guy hiding in the shadow of a closed down store, beside a bar.

Turning the car around, he pulled over, and watched.

"Hey man, I need a ride, can you give me a lift?"

Mac knew right away it was Hendrix.

"Get in the back."

Climbing into the back, Hendrix heard the doors lock.

"Hey man, why you locking the doors?"

Ignoring Hendrix, he drove back to the group of guys that were in the alley. Stopping out of sight he said....

"Get out. I said get out."

Opening the door, Hendrix stepped out, and seen the six guys looking at him with hatered.

Squeeling his tires quickly before they seen him, Mac left him.

Meanwhile.....

Stella was sound asleep with Claire when Mac walked in. Walking over to her , he kissed her lips.

"Mmm, Mac?"

"Hi sweetheart, how is she?"

"She's fine, but in alot of pain. Where did you go Mac?"

"Just for a walk, I needed time to think, think out of a cops world."

Just as Stella was about to say something else. Mac got the call.

"Taylor."

"Mac, it's Don, we need you down on the corner of 47th, we've found Hendrix, he's dead."

"I'll be right there."

Grabbing his badge, Mac headed out. When he arrived he seen Sheldon over the body.

"Are you sure it's him?"

"Positive Mac, we found Claire's blood on his knuckles. It seems he was beaten to death, by more then one person, looks like a gang take down."

"Have you questioned the witness?"

"We have, they said a group of six or seven guys, surrounded him, and started bashing the hell out of him. One of them even shoved a foreign object inside his anal area."

"Did the witnesses describe anyone?"

"No. But I'll tell you what they did all say."

"What's that Danny?"

"One less bastard pediphile off our streets of NY, and away from our children."

"Okay guys, let's get this scene cleaned up. I'd like to get back to my family."

"Did you want Sid to file a report?"

"Hendrix didn't have any family, so have Sid do the report and leave it on my desk. I'll file it later. There's nothing to look into here, if anything people will be thankful he's off the street."

As Mac walked away, Flack whispered.....

"Do you think Mac had anything to do with this?"

Looking at Flack, Danny said...."To do with what? "Come on guys, let's get this done, I need a beer."

With the Pediphile now in hell, Mac knew the time had come to help his little Claire bear heal.