Chapter 9: Missing

"Breaking News," the reporter on the TV stated. "An Amber Alert has been issued for five-year old Katherine Flack, last seen at Wollman Rink wearing blue jeans, a pink long-sleeve t-shirt, black skidoo pants and a pink and white jacket. Katherine has blue eyes, black hair, is approximately 3'8 and 30lbs."

As the reporter finished describing Katie, her picture flashed across the screen. It had been taken in their backyard in front of the huge maple at the beginning of October as the colors of fall had just set in; Katie had a big, goofy grin on her face: she had been so proud that day she lost her first tooth and did her first handstand in gymnastics. Jess barely heard the rest of the broadcast as the reporter stated the numbers to call if anyone had information about her little girl. Katie had been officially missing for five hours. After Don and Jess had gotten back from the rink; O'Bryan had taken them off the case sighting words like "protocol, too close and conflict of interest." But he promised to do everything in his power to bring Katie home.

Don walked up to Mac's office to see his wife standing against the door frame; he continued over to her and wrapped his arms around her. "We're going to find her, we're going to bring bumble bee home," he mumbled into her hair.

Jess turned around. "You don't know that. We both know the statistics and odds of finding an abducted…." she was not able to finish the sentence and let herself crumble into Don's arms. "Just look at the scum we've put away…what if…" Again, Jess couldn't voice her deepest fear.

"I will find her," Don repeated in her ear, holding her tightly as Katie Rose's picture flashed across the screen again.

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Jess and Don sat in the conference room of the lab going through the countless files on the sleaze that they dumped in jail. The angle was someone they put away kidnapped Katie, they narrowed their search to anyone who made a direct threat towards them and had made parole or was out. Mac made the suggestion that it was best if the twins were away from all this and somewhere safe just in case. Don and Jess agreed it would be for the best, so with a heavy heart they send the boys to stay with Don's parents. Adam had also set their home phone to transfer any calls to Don's cell in case there was a ransom call.

"Okay, this one is back in jail," Don said tossing the file into the disregard pile.

"So is this one," Jess sighed doing the same, "and this one is still doing life at Altoona."

Lindsay rounded the corner and entered the room. "I got something," she stated on seeing the file Jess had throw into the pile; Lindsay picked it up and placed it back on the table. "I think this is our guy," she said tapping her fingers against the name.

"Grayson Williams is still doing life," Jess said. "I just confirmed it."

"I just got off the phone with the prison, he escaped early this morning while being transported to the hospital," Lindsay said. "The warden saw the Amber Alert and he is convinced that Williams has something to do with Katie's disappearance."

"Which one was Williams?" Don asked. "Mine or yours?"

Jess took the file from Lindsay and opened it. "Mine," Jess said. She couldn't remember the details from the case: there had been too many in her career but she knew it had been hers. "Grayson Williams, here we are. He's the guy who committed the Club Hush murders in 2009. He killed two girls, Madeline Robinson and Cadence Morgan. I remember the case now; he was the bartender there and at sentencing he yelled out that I would pay," Jess said summarizing the case file along with things she now remembered from the case.

"I'm heading up there now with Benton, the warden thinks we should have a look at his cell," Lindsay said.

"I'm going too," Don stated. Lindsay looked at him and shook her head. Don replied to her silent rebuff, "I know what O'Bryan said and I'll gladly hand in my gun and badge when this is all over if it means getting Katie back."

Lindsay nodded her head in understanding; if it were Lucy or Holly not the president himself could stop her from working the case. "Okay," Lindsay said. "Meet me in the parking lot in five; I have to grab my kit."

"I'm going too," Jess said when Lindsay had left. "I can't go through these files; sitting and waiting… I have to do something."

"I know you do," Don said laying his hand on her cheek. "But you are doing something, this lead might never pan out, someone needs to keep looking through these files and you need to keep Tinkerbelle safe," he said moving his hand down to rest on her tone stomach that was just barely starting to bulge.

Jess let her hand rest on top of his. "Just bring Katherine home," Jess said. She didn't like the idea of being left behind, but he was right; one of their children was already in danger she couldn't put another one in harm's way.

Don nodded giving her a kiss. "We will bring her home," he said against her lips. Before he walked out of the room, Jess plunked down on the chair and opened another file; she smiled to herself thinking about how Don referred to the baby in her stomach as Tinkerbelle, she thought back to the day they had picked out Katie's name.

**Flashback**

Jess sat in bed snuggled down, looking through baby name books. Her hand rested on her round stomach, "Ethan," she said out loud to the empty room. "Ethan Flack, nah." She shook her head. "What do you think about Dylan or Logan?" she asked glancing down at her stomach.

"I think if you are expecting your stomach to answer you back then our child is going to be nameless," Don said smirking as he leaned against the doorframe; he had just gotten off working a double and had expected to find his wife sound asleep.

"Very funny," Jess said.

"What are you doing up anyway?" Don said, "It's late." He made his way over to the bed; pulled his shirt and pants off before joining Jess in bed.

"I tried to sleep but I pee every ten minutes and the heart burn is killing me," Jess explained. "So I'm trying to pick out some names because we can't keep calling the baby bumble bee. However cute Lucy thinks it is."

Don wrapped his arm around Jess's neck and Jess snuggled her head on his shoulder. "What girl names do you have?" he asked.

"I haven't even looked at girl names yet," Jess said.

"I have a suggestion," Don said.

"Okay, what is it?" Jess asked.

"If the baby is a girl…I would like to name her after my mother, Katherine," he said.

"I was hoping you would suggest it," Jess smiled. "I like Katherine. I have a suggestion for a middle name."

"Yeah, what's that?" he asked.

"Roselyn," Jess said.

"After your grandmother," Don said.

Jess nodded, "What do you think?"

"Katherine Roselyn Flack," Don said. "I think it needs something else"

"Like what?" Jess asked.

"It needs a portion of her mother," Don answered. "How about Katherine Roselyn Angel Flack…Angel as in another middle name not a surname?"

"Really?" Jess said giving him a skeptical loo., "Two names are enough and isn't it kind of corny?"

Don puckered his lips. "Please, I like the idea of having her named after my mom, your

grandmother, and her mom; I would have proposed Jessica, but Angel sounds better with those two names," he said.

"Okay," Jess agreed. "I think it's a boy anyhow."

**End of Flashback**

Jess shook back to reality; she looked at the file she was holding Colm Gunn, deceased. Jess was about to toss it but had a second thought, Colm Gunn might have died in the lab explosion years ago but he was still a member of the Irish mob and the mob hadn't been happy with Don over losing their drugs. "Anything is possible," Jess thought as she started to read the file in detail.

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Katie Rose sat on the little bed in the dark, scary room. Her eyes were wet from the tears she was crying. Her arms were tied behind her back and looped around the headboard of the bed binding her there. The gag in her mouth prevented her from screaming.

Katie heard the door open and she squirmed back on the bed terrified of the man that entered. "Hey, sweetie," the stranger said, "it's time to eat. I'm going to remove the gag but if you scream, I'll hurt you."

"My daddy is going to find me," Katie said in a small whisper.

"It's not your daddy I want. It's your mommy who is going to pay," the man said laughing in a maniacal way.