Chapter12-

"Joey asleep?" Alex asked Jimmy when her friend appeared in the kitchen.

"Yeah he nodded off a little while ago. I stayed till I was sure he was asleep."

"How is he?"

"Scared." Jimmy said quietly. "Where's Bobby?"

"Downstairs. Mel, Abby, and R.J. are here too."

"Did he call the hospital?"

"Catherine has a minor concussion but she'll be fine." Alex told him. "Jimmy, can I do anything?"

"No. Thanks Alex but no."

"Okay. I'm gonna go and see what Carlos is planning for dinner. If it's inedible, I'll order pizza."

Jimmy nodded. "I think I'll go back upstairs."

"Okay."

Jimmy headed back upstairs and smiled at Joey, who was still asleep in a bunk. Jimmy quietly opened the closet door next to his bed and stopped when he saw the bear in a Cubs T-shirt on the shelf. He smiled a little. Before Kim, Joey, Charlie, and Bobby had moved back to New York Kim had insisted on Chicago memorabilia. She'd bought T-shirts, posters, and even a pennant. The teddy bear Jimmy was currently looking at was one of four. Kim's was in her locker at work and it wore a White Sox T-shirt. Joey had one with a Bulls shirt on it and Charlie had a bear holding a hockey stick and wearing a Black Hawks shirt.

The guys teased him sometimes that his wife had gone over to the other side and was now trying to take Joey, Charlie, and him with her but it was all in fun.

Of course they didn't know that Kim slept in a Bears jersey.

He looked at the door. There were pictures taped up of him and Kim and the kids. The one at the top was from the party they'd had when they'd gotten married again. It was of just the two of them and neither had known the picture was being taken. He wasn't sure who had taken it but he loved the picture. He loved the woman in the picture.

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"Sweetie, can you tell us your name?" A paramedic from the 6-5 asked Charlie.

"Charlie. Are you a p'medic?"

"A paramedic? Yes I am."

"My uncle Bobby's a paramedic. My mom used to be one but now she's a nurse."

"Where's your mom a nurse at?"

"Mercy."

"She must mean Angels of Mercy." The clerk said quietly.

Two cops entered the store. "Excuse me sir? We're looking for a little girl and her mom. They were reported missing a few hours ago and the police suspect foul play. Can we hang this up?" He showed them a missing poster.

"Yeah sure. I'm glad you're here. I-" He took a good look at the poster. "I just found your missing little girl."

"What?"

The shopkeeper nodded to the little girl the paramedics were talking to. "Charlotte Doherty?" He said.

Charlie looked up. "Am I in trouble? I only get called Charlotte when I'm in trouble."

"No, you're not in trouble. We just wanted to make sure this was you." He pointed to a picture of her.

"Doherty." The medic said to herself. "Charlie, is your daddy a firefighter?"

"Uh-huh."

"Can I use your phone?"

"Be my guest."

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"Station fifty-five." Billy Walsh said.

"Is Jimmy Doherty there?"

"Sure." He put the phone down. "Hey Jimmy? Phone."

"Thanks man." Jimmy picked up the phone. "Hello?"

"Jimmy Doherty?"

"Yeah."

"I have someone here who wants to say hello."

Jimmy furrowed his brow but then smiled when he heard, "Hi Daddy."