Here's the next part as promised :)

"No!" Carla bellowed, throwing her chair backwards as she flew to her feet from behind her desk. "What? Why wasn't anyone watching her?" she yelled angrily, not purposely blaming anyone although her question made Michelle feel like she'd done something just terrible.

"We were watching her Carla! She wanted to hide and then she was just gone!" Simon told her, reaching his hand out to calm her; something he had gotten use to doing over the years. "It isn't auntie Michelle's fault, she were in the shop, we were meant to be playing with Saph til she came back! It aint her fault!" he demanded, stamping his foot slightly with conviction.

"I have to find her!" she said in little more than a whisper. To most this would mean they were calm, or ready for the situation. Not Carla though, when she was quiet it meant she really was scared, or upset. No when Carla was loud it meant there was nothing wrong, that was just her!

"I am so. Sorry, Carla. We are going to find her!" Michelle tried to convince herself as much as her sister in law that this was in fact the case and that later they would all be in her flat laughing about it.

"Ay, love...she's probably hiding somewhere really well and thinking it's hysterical that no one's found her yet! You'll see." Peter tried to calm his girlfriend down, but he could see by her shaking form that this was going to be easier said than done. "Si, call Ruby yeah? Tell her her mum needs her to watch this place while we look" The 13 year old nodded and took his mobile out straight away. Carla swallowed hard and stared into space.

"What if..." she stopped herself, she couldn't make herself think it let alone say the words. She didn't want to think that her baby girl was in any sort of trouble or danger. She took a deep breath in and then slipped out from behind her desk and headed for the door of her office. " Let's go"

With that the search was on, not one tiny corner of Coronation street was left un searched as they all frantically looked for the 5 year old. "What if..." she repeated quietly in Peters ear, grasping his hand at her side with both of hers; so tight it hurt him and then he sushed her.

"Don't think like that sweetheart, we are going to find her okay? Let's go back to the factory, see if she's made her way there eh?" he gave her an encouraging nod and ushered her down the path to her workplace.

Millions of terrible thoughts rushed through the mothers head while she waited for any word of where her little girl was, it was going dark and she couldn't bare to think about Sapphire outside at night on her own! She didn't want to let herself think what could have happened but of course she couldn't stop it.

"She's going to be fine darlin' don't you worry!" Peter reassured her, stroking his girlfriends hair as she cupped her face in her hands, resting exhausted by her own thoughts on her desk. He knew exactly what she was thinking, she had every reason to worry like that; he wouldn't let her believe she was right though not this this time! Suddenly the factory doors creaked open, she could hear it from her office and threw herself to her feet once more and ran to her office door in anticipation.

"Saph?" she called just incase. The two of them stood both confused and shocked at what they saw before them.

Frank foster just inside the front doors clutching her little girls hand, her little girl that was smiling and looked like she'd been having a wonderful time!

"I believe this is yours..." he said sombrely and let go of little Sapphires mit as she ran towards her mummy. And for the first time in almost 6 years, Carla didn't hate him!

"Thank you"