After the meeting, Sammy went back home, only to find her older twin sister crying under an old willow tree in their front yard.

"What have I done?" Amy asked her reflection.

Sammy came into the mirror's view. "Bullying me for my entire life! You should be ashamed of yourself for that!"

"No, it's not that." Amy answered in between sobs. "Look at what happened to my house!"

Sammy turned around and gasped in disbelief. The whole house had burned down. There was nothing left except for a pile of rubble which didn't burn down and crumble into ashes. "Oh my gosh... What happened?"

"Unfortunately, I know how everything went wrong... Comso, grab Helen and come over here."

A young 6 year old boy named Comso held a baby girl, apparently named Helen and walked over to Amy. Soon the police officers arrived and got out of the car. They were the same police officers on the morning the family was kidnapped.

"Are you Amy?" asked the policewoman.

"Yes, that would be me." Amy answered.

"What happened here?"

Amy told the police officers everything that happened (that is, except for the temporary insanity by seeing her true self in the mirror.) When she was finished, the parents had arrived to what was Amy's home, and the police officers told them the bad news.

"Look, Mr and Mrs. Evans, I'm so sorry about what happened to Chris, I don't know why..." Amy began to explain.

"I know that you have faced two babysitting failures in the past. And I'm no person of power who can do this, but you might as well consider your babysitting business closed." Mr. Evans coldly remarked.

"You are the worst babysitter ever!" Mrs. Evans said.

The word Ever, rang in Amy's ears, and she hung her head in shame.

"Come on kids, let's go. "Mr. Evans told his kids.

Comso looked at Amy with sad eyes, and so did Helen. "Comso, I'm so sorry, I don't know what went wrong..." Amy said sadly... "I'm just..."

"It's ok Amy, I'm sure we'll find Chris soon. Good luck with fixing your house." Comso said sadly.

"Comso, come here!" Mr. Evans said.

Comso took his baby sister, got into his parent's van and they drove away. Sammy then started going through the rubble.

"Young girl, what are you doing?" asked the 1st policeman.

"I'm looking for something in this rubble that might help me in my mission!" Sammy answered while moving rubble.

"Mission? What mission?" asked the 2nd policeman.

"I'm going to find the people who did this. I'm going to find them and I'm going to make them pay!" Sammy said, still digging through the rubble. She looked for almost an hour, but she didn't find anything in there except for a frying pan, a knife, and a locked chest. Thirty minutes into her search, the police officers left.

"Well, this is all I found." she told Amy. "Looks like the knife may be the only useful thing here." She took the knife and put it in her right boot on the back side of her leg.

"Wouldn't you be arrested if you were caught with a weapon in public?"Amy asked.

"First off, I doubt a sharp kitchen knife would be considered a lethal weapon. Second, I'm not using it in public, I'm saving it for when I need it, Third, the police saw me pick it up and they know my intentions are pure, and fourth, even if I do get arrested, I don't care as long as I save my family!" Sammy retorted to her. "So sayonara, sister!"

Sammy walked away with dignity and determination, leaving Amy in sorrowful shock. She looked at the chest, then pulled out a sliver key that was concealed in her shirt. She opened the chest and the first thing she found surprised her.

"No way..." Amy said, staring at the picture in disbelief. "How... how could it be?"