A/N: Alright, things are going to start piecing together in this chapter!

I figured that, I've got nothing better to do, so why not give the people another chapter? haha :)

Chapter 23

Sam didn't know what to do anymore. According to Gibby, Charlotte was still alive and everything was being done to find her. There wasn't anything she needed to do. She just felt so helpless, knowing that her child was somewhere, probably scared out of her mind being taken from the hospital by a strange man. She knew there had to be something she could do to help. She would do whatever it took to get her baby girl back in her arms. Thinking quickly, she grabbed her coat and left a note for Freddie before running out of the apartment.

Freddie woke up a few minutes after Sam had left. "Sam?" He called out, walking tiredly into the living room. The note on the table caught his eye as he shuffled towards the kitchen. He picked it up carefully and scanned over it.

Don't panic Fredward

Just went out for a little bit.

-Sam ;p

"Night Emma." Carly cooed, planting a small kiss on her daughter's head. "Sleep tight." Emma smiled tiredly and closed her eyes, falling asleep fast.

"Night mommy." She said softly, snuggling under her blanket. Carly stood up and turned Emma's nightlight on before leaving the room.

Walking back into her small living room, Carly realized that she hadn't heard from Emma's father, Jordan, in a while. "I better call him." She said to herself, reaching for the phone. She dialed his number, and waited for him to pick up. 1 ring...2...3...After the fourth ring, she left a voice mail and hung up.

"Hey it me, Emma and I just got back home. Call me, Emma want's to see you."

He didn't like the way the tollbooth worker was eying the back seat. "Get back in your seat." He told the little girl. She climbed back into her seat quickly, and gave him a frightened look.

"Where are we?" She asked. Just a few more hours, a few more miles. Then he would be free of her, he could dump her off with her mother and go home. He ran his hand through his shaggy blond hair and adjusted his glasses, his mind drifting towards his family back home. The family that his wife, Lucy, knew nothing about. He looked over at her cautiously, as if he was afraid that she could read his mind. He spent a lot of time going back and forth, from one to another. When he was with his daughter, his wife thought he was on a business trip. When he was with his wife, his daughter and her mother thought he was visiting relatives, or a meeting in some other state.

Suddenly, he was pulled out of his thoughts by police sirens. The car was filled with bright flashing lights.

Everything that followed was a blur. The car pulled to a stop, and a police officer approached the car. "On the floor." He hissed at the girl quickly. She hurried to get back down under the seat.

"Can I help you?" He heard Lucy say in a sugary voice. The officer eyed them suspiciously and looked towards the back seat.

Looking towards the back seat, The officer didn't see anything unusual at first. He looked a bit closer, trying not to set off the couple in the front seat. Sure enough, He saw what the tollbooth worker had described. There was a small child about the age of five laying silently on the floor in the back seat. A little girl that looked exactly like the child that had gone missing from the hospital a week ago. "I'm going to need you both to step out of the car." He said, watching the couple carefully. Luckily, they complied and stepped out of the car slowly.

"What is this about?" The man asked, closing the car door with a slam. He glanced almost noticeably towards the back of the car.

"Stand over there." The police officer said firmly, pointing towards his car. The couple trudged slowly towards the police car. When they were out of ear shot, he opened the back door.

"Come on out of there sweetie." He told the little girl, helping her out. The girl stood up stiffly and winced against the sunlight. She was a tiny thing, and only came to about his knee when she stood straight. Her hair was dirty blond, and her eyes the biggest chocolate brown eyes he'd ever seen on a child. "What's your name?" He asked her, kneeling in front of the small girl. She whimpered a bit, and looked into his eyes.

"L-Lilly C-Charlotte D-Dirshlit." She said quietly, her eyes dropping to the ground. The police officer stood up,

"OK Lilly. Come here for a second." He said, taking the girl's small hand in his much larger one. Together, the two walked towards the oblivious couple.

She didn't know what was going to happen, but she knew that this man was OK. She could see it in his eyes that he was truly going to help her. He lead her to his shiny police car, where he opened the door and let her climb inside. After she was safely inside, he closed the door and walked over to the man and lady.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" The man asked the officer, "YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO-" He was cut off by the police officer.

"You are both under arrest for kidnapping." He said, pulling out a pair of handcuffs. The women didn't put up a struggle, she went into the car easy. The man however, refused to allow the officer to cuff him. He squirmed and wiggled on the ground, and attempted to run after he was handcuffed. The little girl in the police car giggled at how funny the man looked when he ran, his hand stuck behind his back. Eventually, both were caught and put into the car. The officer let her sit up front, so the man and women could be in the back. "We got her chief." He said into his walkie talkie. "Bringing them all in right now."

A/N: SO, now we know the identity of that mysterious little girl we all love! Anybody got anymore idea's as to what-the-heck-is going on?