Duncan was a wake making breakfast for Tessa when Richie entered the kitchen.  He knew that Richie wasn't doing any better now then he was last night.   The police weren't going to find Grace and he knew that.  This was personal and the only way to get Grace back is to be smart.  Richie sat down at the counter and looked at Mac who knew what he was thinking. 

            "Richie Tessa is scared and doesn't realize that she's hurting you.  She knows that you didn't mean to have this happen and I don't know that you could have stopped it from happening.  I am curious as to how Angie got to be here?"

            "Mac can't we just solve on mystery at a time?"

            "Richie I just need to know that I can trust you to not sneak around behind our backs."

            "Great you blame me, too.  I'm an unfit babysitter just take an ad out in the paper."

            "Richie …I didn't mean it like that.  I just want to know that you and Angie can behave together if she's here.  I know that you are young and being alone with girls' things can happen, but I need you to control those feelings around Gracie."

            "Mac, I won't bring her here without asking.  I just thought we could talk."

            "It's not a real big deal Richie.  In fact I'm glad that she was here."

            "Yeah I would have lost it without her."

            "I had better get this food to Tessa.  Don't worry Richie once we get word Tessa will be back to herself."

            Duncan walked into the bedroom to find Tessa in bed.  He set the tray down and sat next to her.  She was facing away from him.  He reached over to her and she turned to him.

            "How's Rich doing?"

            "He's hurting blaming himself.  Tessa you need to tell him that you don't blame him.  It's bad enough that he was here when it happened.  I think this is an immortal though and not just some random kidnapping.  They'll call soon and I'll go get her."

            "Duncan she must be scared."

            "Gracie I think is tougher then we sometimes give her credit for, but I'm sure she's scared."

            They had no idea how scared that Gracie was.  The kidnappers had taken her from her home to an abandoned building and locked her in a cold dark room.  All she could do was cry and hope that someone was going to find her. 

            "Now be a good girl and don't make any noise and I'll bring you something to eat in a little bit."

            "Please I want to go home.  I want my mommy, daddy and Richie."

            "Don't worry we won't hurt you," he said shutting the door.

            "God I thought that kid would never shut up.  Now we make Macleod suffer the way that I have."

            "Boss, come on, just call him and get this over with please."

            "Don't tell me how to do my job!"

            The police called and told Duncan that they were going to put an Amber alert out for Gracie.  Duncan though knew that they weren't going to find her.  Tessa was now out of bed and dressed, but had not gone to work.  Richie was sitting in the living room talking to Angie on the phone and letting her know what was happening.  Tessa wanted to talk to Richie badly and let him know that she didn't blame him, but that wasn't true because she did blame him.  She blamed Duncan too for not just calling the babysitter in the first place.  She blamed herself for leaving them her alone last night and not calling when she had said she would.   Every hour that passed without word made Tessa's mind think of all the horrible things that Grace was going through.  Tessa couldn't even bring herself to walk past Gracie's bedroom.  All she wanted to know was that Gracie was even still alive.
            "Mac telephone it's from a Connor MacLeod."

            "Thanks Richie," he said taking it in the office.

            "Duncan I got your message what's going on?"

            "Gracie's been kidnapped last night from her bedroom."

            "What?!  Do you know who?"

            "No and I think that you should come here."

            "Absolutely I'll be on the next plane.  How are Tessa and Richie?"

            "They aren't talking to each other.  Tessa's a mess and Richie doesn't know what to do with himself.  They haven't called with word."

            "I'll be there as soon as I can."

            "Thanks Connor," he said hanging up as the doorbell rang.  Tessa was the first to answer it and she screamed at what she saw.  Richie and Mac were right behind her to see the small doll that was lying on the ground with one of Gracie's shirts next to it.  Duncan picked up the clothes and shut the door.  Tessa was now hysterical and Richie tried to comfort her, but nothing seemed to work.  Duncan held her and kept telling her that Gracie was alright, but she just pulled away from him and went to the bedroom.  Duncan looked at the clothes he held with the doll and hoped that his baby was really alright. 

            "Is Connor coming?"

            "Yeah he is.  I hope they call soon or Tessa is going to lose what's left at her sanity," he said walking to Gracie's room with the doll.