He clicked on the top link while he pressed his lips together. The only Stephen Wells of Miami died 12 years ago in a shootout involving police? Maybe this Stephen Wells is from out of state? Horatio speculated and then looked deeper into the case. He looked back to the picture that had been placed on his desk the previous day and picked it up again, allowing his eyes to scrutinise the photo once more.

What would anyone want with a doctor, someone who helps children every day? The Lieutenant pondered as he put the photo back down and began to think of where he'd seen her before once more. Has she been a witness? Has she been a victim? I usually remember the victims very well, so she can't be. He thought as he sat forward and finished the coffee before idly throwing the cup into the trash.

Maybe there's something on Abby Wells? I wish Rebecca had given us details on this family, a number or address would be extremely helpful, then again I guess they were just her personal notes. Horatio wondered before he sluggishly typed her name in, only to come up with nothing on the specific Abby Wells he'd hoped to find something on. What was her mother's name? It was in her notes? Julie? He thought back and then typed in the mother's name to come up with an interior designer that was based in Miami. The Lieutenant clicked on the link and then wrote down the contact number for her before he glanced down to his watch. I can't exactly call her yet, she's probably still asleep. Horatio thought with a sigh before he picked up the pile of files that had appeared overnight on his desk, knowing that he wouldn't get anywhere further with Rebecca's case without a call to the family in question.


Suddenly, Horatio sprang awake at his desk when there was a thunderous knock on his door. He leant back in the seat and pinched the bridge of his nose while he poised himself. Sitting up straight, he surveyed his desk to certify that what little he had was presentable and in its place.

"Come in," he invited as he sat back and covered a yawn with his hand. Horatio straightened his jacket out before he saw Frank open the door. Frank took a moment to study his colleague while he stood in the doorway. He looks worse than he did yesterday, has he had any sleep? Frank asked himself while Horatio remained silent, waiting for Frank to say what he'd visited Horatio for.

"H, you're going to want to come out here," Frank said as he made eye contact with his drained colleague.

"What's going on, Frank?" Horatio asked as he stood up and flicked the computer monitor off before he picked up his sunglasses. Hearing the sincerity in Frank's voice had fully roused Horatio from his sleepy daze as he ambled around the desk and followed his colleague.

"We've got a bit of a situation, H. Do you know anything more about Rebecca Henderson's disappearance?" Frank questioned as they hurried towards the front desk.

"No, I'm looking into something regarding one of her patients, but so far, nothing to take a firm lead," Horatio replied and Frank nodded as he placed a hand on his hip and looked towards the Lieutenant who walked by his side.

"Anything to do with a woman named Julie Wells?" Frank questioned and Horatio looked to his right and studied Frank's intense facial expression. How would Frank know anything about Julie Wells? The Lieutenant mused.

"Yes, I was going to give her a call this morning," Horatio replied while be began to knit his brow, expressing his confusion and concern to Frank.

"It doesn't look like you're going to need the phone after all, H. This is Julie Wells, the mother of Abby Wells," Frank explained just as they stopped by the desk. Standing tall, but clearly distressed, a petite blonde woman spoke to officers.

"Mrs Wells?" Horatio questioned gently to announce his arrival. As she turned to set eyes on the Lieutenant, her extreme desperation became clear.

"Are you Lieutenant Caine?" She quizzed immediately while she stepped forwards and clutched her handbag close to her body. Her eyes had dried, but the tears that remained in her eyes were obvious.

"I am ma'am, I am Lieutenant Horatio Caine, how may we help you?" Horatio replied warmly as he tilted his head and fiddled with his sunglasses with both hands.

"Please, you have to find my daughter!" she begged Horatio as she stepped closer to him before she broke down in tears and raised both hands to her face. Horatio gave Frank a nod and he back before he strode off, leaving the Lieutenant with the hysterical blonde.

"Let's take a seat, Mrs Wells," Horatio said warmly as he gestured to a couple of chairs at the side of the entrance hall. He walked with her and lightly placed his hand on her upper arm and then sat with her. "Ma'am, can you please explain to me where and when you last saw your daughter, and also give me details of her?" Horatio asked and she nodded as she turned on the seat slightly to face him properly.

"I woke up this morning and I went to wake her, but she wasn't in bed. I searched the house and yard and she wasn't there! I put her to bed myself, Lieutenant! My baby is gone, you've got to help me, please," she begged Horatio as she reached over and took a light hold of his forearm. He looked from his sunglasses, to his forearm and then up at her with a sympathetic expression.

"Ma'am, I can assure you that I will do everything I can to find your daughter, her name wouldn't happen to be Abby, would it?" Horatio asked warmly as he tilted his head more and maintained eye contact with the teary-eyed woman.

"Yes, yes it is! Here's a picture of her, please find my baby," she begged as she handed Horatio a photograph. Looking down at the photo in his left hand while he clutched his sunglasses in his right hand, the Lieutenant studied the little girl who had light blonde hair and wide green eyes, smiling with a teddy in her hand.

"How old is she?" Horatio asked smoothly as he looked back up to the distressed mother.

"She's 10, she's 11 next week, please don't tell me my baby is going to miss her 11th birthday, please!" The blonde haired, green-eyed woman begged him. Looking back to the photo and listening to the extreme anxiety and anguish in her voice, Horatio felt a torrent of determination punch him hard. This is linked in with Rebecca, I find the girl, I find Rebecca too. Horatio believed as he began to nod. The tormented woman could see the conviction in the Lieutenants eyes as he set them back on her.

"Ma'am, I will make it my mission to find her. May I ask you a few questions regarding your daughter and your husband?" Horatio questioned delicately to which she nodded at him.

"If it's going to help find her then ask away, and please call me Julie," she said as she looked into Horatio's calming blue eyes. Her husband is up to something, he's in the middle of all of this, I know it. Horatio thought.

"Where is your husband, Julie?" the Lieutenant asked smoothly.

"He's at work, he starts early in the mornings, I get Abby ready in the mornings, take her to school, he picks her up and looks after her after work while I work until 7," she explained and Horatio nodded.

"And where might I find your husband now?" Horatio questioned as he held both the photo and his sunglasses together as he give her his complete attention.

"He's at work, he owns the company, it's just a small company that loans out trucks for big retailers and also has specific trucks manufactured to the retailers specification," she said as she pulled out one of his business cards.

"Does he know about Abby's disappearance right now?" Horatio questioned as he inclined his head more to maintain gentle eye contact.

"Yes, I rang him as soon as I realised Abby was gone, he said that she was there before he left as he always looks in on her. He's had to stay at work, but wants to know everything. We are willing to pay anything to get our baby girl back," she said as she pulled some tissues from her bag and dried her eyes as Horatio nodded and glanced to the floor pensively.

"What time did your husband leave for work this morning, Julie?" Horatio asked as he looked back to her. She blinked a few times as she studied his brooding expression, feeling slightly confused about why he wanted to know about her husband.

"Erm, about 5 this morning I think. I was still asleep when he left, I quite often have late nights as I work when Abs has gone to bed to make up for the time I spend with her when I get home around 6, I try and make it home earlier if I can. I have to put her to bed, she'll refuse to go otherwise," Julie said softly with a small smile, imagining putting her daughter to bed again as she looked down at the tissue in her hands. "She always wants me to read her the same story, then tuck her in before goodnight kisses. Don't tell me that I'm never going to see my baby again, please," she begged as she looked back to Horatio, somewhat calmer but still fearful.

"You will see her again, Julie. I've got one more question, if that's okay?" Horatio questioned gently and the blonde woman nodded at him. "Does the name Rebecca Henderson seem familiar?" he asked, hungry for information on Rebecca, but also itching to begin the search for the little girl. They are linked, I am certain of it. I don't think her husband is working at all. Horatio thought to himself with his lips hardening and his hold on his sunglasses and photo tightening.

"Yes, she's Abby's doctor, Stephen deals with that as I'm always at work when she has her appointments with her," she explained softly and Horatio nodded as he glanced down to the floor again.

"Julie, can you tell me why Abby sees Rebecca?" Horatio questioned warmly while he looked back up at her. She doesn't know anything about what's going on, does she? She doesn't know that Rebecca is concerned about Abby. He ruminated with a sigh.

"She suffers with epilepsy, Stephen has mentioned Doctor Henderson a couple of times, he said that she's a little up-tight," Julie admitted and Horatio nodded as he glanced down to the floor. She really doesn't know, her husband has been lying to her about her own daughter. The Lieutenant thought as he tensed slightly, feeling irate towards her husband.

"Have you ever seen her experience a seizure?" Horatio queried and Julie shook her head.

"No, but Stephen has, Abby has really hurt herself before but Stephen seems to be able to manage her really well, she doesn't usually cry when Stephen is around, but some of her injuries must really hurt, he seems to have a special touch when it comes to her. Her medication doesn't seem to be working, but I still make sure she takes it every morning in case it is helping a little. Stephen said he's been on at Doctor Henderson for more medication," Julie said warmly and Horatio nodded. A special touch… I'm not sure it's the sort of special touch she's thinking of. Horatio believed with a silent sigh.

"Could you do me a favour please and bring in Abby's medication?" Horatio asked warmly when he started to sense a strong connection between the disappearance of the little girl, the doctor and the husband.

"I've got it right here Lieutenant, I brought everything I thought you might need, and some stuff for DNA," she replied as she handed him the plastic bag that she had pulled out from her handbag. He opened it and reached in to pull out an orange pill pot. Opening the pot, he dropped one pill into his palm and began to study it intimately. This isn't a drug for epilepsy; it doesn't have any inscription on the tablet itself. All prescription drugs have imprints to help identify them, don't they? Horatio thought as he turned the pot to read it after he put the pill back. Bogus pill pot too; it has been falsified and written over. Horatio thought as he put the lid back on. Hearing strong footsteps coming from his left, the Lieutenant looked over and saw Calleigh about to pass.

"Morning Calleigh, will you please run that to tell me what it is?" Horatio requested as he held up the pot while she stopped by him with a bright smile.

"Of course Horatio, I'll get you the results as quickly as I can," Calleigh replied as she gently took the pot from him and then began to stroll away after giving the upset woman a gentle, reassuring smile.

"Thank you," Horatio replied and then looked back to Julie as she looked down to her thighs and pressed her lips together as she shook her head, becoming upset again.

"She didn't have her tablets this morning Lieutenant, she could have a seizure wherever she is, she could die," Julie said quietly and knitted her brow, expressing her concern.

"Julie, I don't want you to worry about that, okay? We will find Abby," he assured her as he looked back into the bag to see a small hairbrush and a few other things. "You might want to call your husband in though so he can be of some support at this difficult time," he suggested and Julie shook her head. I bet he won't come in, we'll have to pay him a visit if that's the case. Horatio thought as he felt his blood beginning to simmer.

"I did ask, Lieutenant, but he said he can't leave work, he's seeing a lot of clients today and has a big deal coming up, he can't back out of it now," she explained and Horatio nodded. Seeing lots of clients? I don't think so, I think he's seeing to Rebecca and his daughter. Why would he take his daughter and make his wife think she's missing? He pondered before he looked back to Julie and saw her anguish.

"Okay Julie, you sit tight for a moment, I will be back," Horatio assured her and she nodded as he stood up. She watched him walk away before she put her head in her hands.

Marching into the lab Calleigh was in, he observed his colleague put a sample of one of the tablets into the compound analyser. She looked up at him to see his burning need for the results while he held a strong stance and fiddled with his sunglasses slowly.

"What's this for, Horatio?" Calleigh asked warmly, leaning on the desk towards him. He looked up at her for a brief second before he changed his position to have his shoulder facing her and looked down to the floor, adding to the intensity in the atmosphere.

"Well Calleigh, I think her husband is our lead. Rebecca is her daughters doctor, but in her notes she said that she was reluctant to prescribe any medication as she doesn't think that Abby, Julie's daughter has epilepsy, but Julie here seems to think that Abby does have epilepsy and takes this 'medication' for it. Rebecca hasn't prescribed anything," Horatio explained as he watched the computer screen, eager to know the results.

"So you're thinking that this is a placebo?" Calleigh asked and Horatio nodded as he looked to the floor with his sunglasses in both hands.

"I think this is a case of child abuse and he's got something to do with the disappearance of both the little girl and the doctor," Horatio replied as he looked back to Calleigh.

"That is quite a big accusation, Horatio, we don't have any evidence to back that claim up," Calleigh said as she placed a hand on her hip and tilted her head at Horatio, knitting her brows together.

"Hold tight, Calleigh, we will," Horatio assured her as the analysis completed and she turned the computer screen to give Horatio a better look.

"Well, you are right about the pills, they're placebos," Calleigh said and Horatio nodded as he glanced down to his sunglasses in his hands. I knew I was right. Horatio thought before he looked to his colleague and gave her a thankful nod before he headed back out over to the woman who was sat in the same place.

"Julie, are sure these are the pills that your daughter takes?" Horatio questioned warmly as he sat back down next to her and showed her the pot once more.

"Yes, she's been on them ever since she saw Doctor Henderson," Julie replied quietly as she looked to Horatio and blinked the tears filling her eyes away. Taking a deep breath, the Lieutenant looked back to the small orange container before he slowly exhaled.

"Julie, these are placebos, they're nothing more than sugar," Horatio explained delicately as he set his eyes back on hers. He could see her becoming confused as she looked from him to the pills and back.

"I don't understand Lieutenant, why would a doctor prescribe sugar?" she asked as she furrowed her brow and sat up straight while she tilted her head.

"The doctor didn't prescribe anything, so can you tell me where these came from?" Horatio asked in a calm demeanour and dropped the pills back into the bag he had in he'd left on the seat beside him. She didn't even know that, her husband has a lot of explaining to do, I think. He thought as he looked back to her.

"How would I know? I thought they came from the doctor; Stephen turned up with them one day and collects them from the pharmacy every Friday at the end of the month. He said that the doctor prescribed them," she said as she lightly shook her head and genuinely couldn't offer Horatio any more information. "Why are you questioning me about all of this anyway? My baby is missing, surely you should be focussing on that?" she asked while she knitted her brow more.

"Ma'am, Doctor Henderson has also been missing for a couple of days, I believe that the disappearance of your daughter is linked, so any information you can give me on Doctor Henderson too, might lead to the finding of your daughter all the quicker," Horatio calmly explained and Julie ran her hand through her hair. Horatio quietly waited for her to think to herself while he also took the opportunity to absorb and mull over all information he'd just obtained.

"I've got nothing more, I'm so sorry," she said as she looked back to Horatio after thinking for a few minutes.

"Anything? Any letters from her?" Horatio questioned and Julie shook her head, seemingly becoming more upset while she began to realise that her husband had also been lying to her.

"Stephen always insisted on shredding documents like that, he's always concerned with privacy and identity fraud," she explained and Horatio exhaled steadily and nodded before he looked back to the floor. That doesn't surprise me. He thought to himself.

"Okay Julie, thank you for your time. We will do our best to find Abby, here's my number if you think of anything else, okay? Call me if you think of something, it doesn't matter how small it is," Horatio said and she nodded as she stood up with him.

"Thank you Lieutenant, I hope you find her doctor too," she said and Horatio nodded as he pressed his lips together. Tapping at his belt, he watched her walk away before he turned to head to his office where he picked up the phone and immediately called the husband on the number Julie had provided.

"Hello, Stephen Wells here, how may I help you?" A man asked brightly on the end of the phone.

"Mr Wells, this is Lieutenant Caine of the CSI Crime Lab, you can help me by coming in to answer a few questions regarding your missing daughter," Horatio said clearly, calmly before he pressed his lips together and looked to the photo of Rebecca.

"Er, hi Lieutenant Caine, I'm currently very busy, my wife should have been able to answer any questions you have," he said as he sounded like he rustled some paper around, Horatio also noticed the slightly worried tone in his voice, but knew the worry was not about his daughter.

"Your wife had been very helpful, but we'd like to ask you a few questions in person, is that okay?" Horatio questioned as he looked to the blank wall of his office. I don't think it's going to be convenient for him to come and answer the questions. Horatio thought as he waited for an answer.

"I really am very busy at the moment, it isn't possible for me to leave the site at the moment," he replied and Horatio sighed with a nod, he knew he was right.

"It's entirely possible for me to come to the site myself if that makes it easier, you do want to find your daughter, don't you?" Horatio replied a little abrasively.

"Of course I want to find her," he paused and then exhaled. "Let me lock up and I'll be there in a couple of hours, is that okay?" he questioned and Horatio pressed his lips together.

"It will have to be okay," Horatio said before he hung up in frustration. I'll send some officers over to make sure he gets here alright. He told himself as he leant forwards on the desk and took a deep breath before he got up and marched out. Entering the lab Eric and Walter were working in, he placed his hands upon his hips.

"Gentlemen, have you got anything for me?" Horatio questioned as he stopped by the end of the desk and looked down to the evidence they were examining.

"We've got prints, H, but the thing is they belong to a dead man," Eric replied as he looked up to Horatio and then picked up the file he had in his hand. The Lieutenant outstretched his hand to take the file from his colleague. A clear frown developed on Horatio's face as he browsed the results and information.

"Where were these prints found, Eric?" Horatio inquired as he put the file down and began to fiddle with his sunglasses, thinking to himself and mindlessly watching what Walter was doing. Paul Gunner, who's this man? What are his prints doing at Rebecca's house and how? He's deceased, or his file says so anyway. Horatio wondered while his frown strengthened.

"They were found on the handle of Rebecca's back door, also on the staircase. I'm more than sure that this is our kidnapper," Eric replied and Horatio nodded. "Paul Gunner has got quite a rap sheet, mainly theft and fraud," Eric explained and Horatio nodded with a thinking expression.

"He's dead though… just how does a dead man break into a doctor's house and take her from her bed?" Horatio questioned as he let go of the sunglasses with one hand to place his hand on his hip.

"Well, he can't be dead," Walter replied and Horatio looked over to him and raised his eyebrows, it was clear that the Lieutenant wasn't too impressed with his colleagues sarcastic response.

"I think we've determined that by the finger prints, Walter," Horatio replied and Walter looked back down to the desk with a small nod. "I'll be talking with the father of our missing girl soon, if you get anything on either Rebecca or Abby, find me immediately," Horatio said and they both nodded at their boss.

"Of course, H," Eric replied before the Lieutenant traipsed out with his sunglasses in his right hand, taking his fiery vigour with him to his office.

"He just looked at me as if he was plotting murder, what's got into him? He's so tense at the moment. It's like he walks into the room and the air around him turns into a mess of flames," Walter said as he looked up to Eric.

"Well, a doctor is missing and a little girl is now also missing, it's clear that they're connected, who wouldn't be tense? They could both be in the hands of anyone," Eric replied and Walter nodded as he looked down, having been told by Eric.

"What are we going to do with this Paul guy then? I mean, on the system he is dead, how are we supposed to find a walking dead-man?" Walter questioned.

"I don't think we need to go far, he might be walking in to speak with Horatio soon," Eric replied and Walter snagged on to what he meant before he nodded at his colleague.


"Horatio, we've got a call about a little girl matching Abby Wells description," Frank said as he caught up with Horatio while he strolled down the hall.

"Where?" Horatio questioned Frank who handed him the address on a small note.

"Where's Mr Wells? What did patrol find at his office?" Horatio asked curiously.

"Nothing, no-one was in, H," Frank replied which caused Horatio to sigh heavily with a nod. The Lieutenant then nodded at his colleague and walked off at speed towards the elevator.

"Eric, Mr Wolfe, with me please; we've got a location on Abby Wells," Horatio said firmly as they walked past him. Both stopped and began to follow Horatio closely.


Arriving at the location, Horatio took a quick glance around before he turned the engine off. Ryan clambered out of his Hummer and hurried over to Eric and Horatio as they slammed their doors closed.

"So, where's this girl then?" Eric questioned as they all looked around with their hands on their hips. Turning on his heels, Horatio pulled his sunglasses off and observed the surroundings intensely.

"I've got her!" Horatio yelled as he began to run across the road. "Call animal control, now!" Horatio barked as he ran towards a tall metal wired fence.