Author's note: This will be my last chapter for a while. Thanks so much to all of my readers, and I'll pick up the story as soon as I can!

Disclaimer: I only own the unfamiliar names. Everything else belongs to Brenda Hampton, Aaron Spelling and the WB.

Chapter Twelve

The telephone rang. "Hello?" Vincent said, answering. His wife was too busy polishing silver; she knew that her daughter was coming home soon, and she wanted everything to be perfect.

"Vince? This is Jack."

"Hello."

"We know exactly where Lucy is, and we have sent Simone and Kirk out there."

"Good. My wife will be so happy to hear. Thanks, Jack."

"You're welcome, Vince."

Vincent hung up, and turned to face his wife who had entered the room.

"Well?"

Vincent smiled. "She's coming home."

Colette threw her arms around her husband's neck and kissed him. "Oh, I'm so glad to hear!"

Vincent smiled. "Me too, Sweetheart. Me too."

"Excuse me?" Lucy asked, her voice rising. "I'm not going anywhere."

"Lucy Trent, am I correct?" Kirk asked, stepping forward.

"No, you are mistaken," Brian said coldly. "I don't have a daughter named Lucy. This is my daughter, Cassidy."

"Cassidy?" Kirk shook his head. "Here's a photo. In fact, the girl looks just like her."

Brian took the photo. Indeed, it did look like Lucy, but Brian knew what to say. "That's mistaken. Lucy has a pimple over her left eye, but it's not on Cassidy. It must be somebody else you are looking for."

They didn't listen. They grabbed Lucy's arms and pulled her along. "Dad!" Lucy screamed.

"Cassidy!" Brian cried. He narrowed his eyes. "You can't do this, Kirk!"

"I have every right to! I'm a police officer, and you have the right to remain silent!"

And then Lucy was out the door.

Annie rocked back and forth, and closed her eyes. She couldn't believe that she had left him. She loved him. He had been there for her and for the kids. He had been such a wonderful husband, minister, and father. And now she left him?

She picked up the phone and dialed. There were two rings, and then a voice was on the other end.

"Hello, Camden residence."

"Hey Mare. Is Dad there?"

"No, he left for work. He said he needed to 'clear his head' or something like that."

"Okay. Thanks."

She said good-bye and quickly called the church. There was only one ring, and then she heard her husband's voice.

"Eric, I'm so sorry."

"Annie," Eric sighed. "Look, I'll call you later. Apparently Brian is really upset."

"What's wrong?"

"Remember the two men that visited our house?"

"Yes."

"They took Lucy."

"What? Why?"

"Lucy isn't Brian's daughter. Look, I'll explain everything later. I love you."

"I love you too." Annie hung up and sighed. She knew what she needed to do.