Lita walked into the backstage area and was immediately greeted by Matt. He wrapped his arms around her body and leaned closer to her ear. She smiled at the simple gesture.
"You okay?" he questioned softly and she nodded against him.
"Yeah, I'm fine. I just needed to do that alone I guess," she said and Matt nodded in understanding.
"Okay, why don't we head back to the hotel? We can catch a movie and eat room service," he offered and she shrugged. The idea didn't sound half bad, actually.
"That sounds good," she whispered quietly. He nodded and they both headed off to get their stuff and leave for the hotel.
That night, Lita sighed softly as she looked up at Matt's face. She was lying down on the bed and he was quietly stroking her hair.
"Do you think he'll ever be found?" she questioned softly and Matt looked up, startled by the question.
"Why do you ask?" he asked softly and she just shrugged.
"I don't know. I just... Sometimes it feels like he is never going to be found but then, other times it's like maybe he'll come home today," said Lita softly and Matt stayed quiet for a moment.
"Yeah, I think he'll be found someday. And when he is, well then we can all be a family again," he said and she nodded.
"Yeah, I think he'll be found too," she said and he looked down and smiled at her.
17-year-old Sara walked to the house and rang the doorbell. Her little brother, Chase had been questioning her about the little boy that she baby-sat, Ryan. She watched Ryan a few days a week while his parents worked. Then Chase had started asking her questions last night, things about Ryan.
Chase had asked Sara to ask Ryan a few questions. The questions he wanted her to ask were weird. He told her about what he had seen on wrestling the night before and Sara had, at first, thought the questions were dumb.
"Chase, if it were this Lucas boy, don't you think he'd go by Lucas, not Ryan?" She had made that point but Chase had still wanted her to ask the questions to the little boy. She finally gave up and figured it wouldn't hurt. Besides, maybe Chase wasn't being weird this time. Maybe, maybe he actually had something going.
Ryan had always been quite shy. He didn't really talk much. He wasn't like normal 7-year-olds. He wasn't as energetic or happy. His parents shrugged it off and for a while, Sara had too. But maybe, maybe she shouldn't have.
Sara was snapped out of her thoughts when the door was answered and she went through the simple greeting with the parents before they left and she was left alone. Ryan was still asleep since it was pretty early. She sat down on the couch and decided to watch T.V until he woke up.
Ryan came out and did his normal routine of coming down the stairs and sitting by the T.V. Sara smiled when he came through.
"Morning," she said happily and he looked up.
"Morning," he replied quietly.
Sara sighed quickly before knowing what she was going to do. She wanted to figure this out. She had always wanted to help kids who had been kidnapped and maybe now she could. She took a deep breath before speaking.
"Lucas," she said simply and the young boy looked up.
"Why'd you call me that?" asked Ryan suddenly and Sara swallowed hard.
"Ryan, is Lucas your real name," asked Sara softly. The living room was silent for a moment before finally looking up at Sara. They locked eyes for a moment before he nodded.