Later that night, while the girls were in their bedrooms doing their homework, Andy was sitting on the couch with Emily.

Having to go to the bathroom, Andy placed Emily in her basinet and slowly stood up. Carefully, she walked over to the bathroom.

Just a few minutes later, Andy heard Emily start crying. She washed her hands and headed back to the living room. When she was about halfway there, she heard Emily abruptly stop crying.

As soon as Andy walked into the room, she knew something was wrong. She looked into the basinet where she had placed Emily. She was gone.

Terrified, Andy looked up to find her front door open. Ignoring the fact that she was still in pain due to the ordeal the day before, she ran to the front door just in time to see a truck pull away from the side of the street and drive away. Though it was in the evening, there was still enough light for Andy to see the truck. It was the exact same one that had hit her car the day before.


"Dr. Campbell, do you know of anyone who would want to harm you or your children?" The middle-aged, burly cop stood over Andy as he asked her questions.

"No." Andy just sat between Jessie and Lizzy with a look of complete and utter shock on her face.

"What about Dad?" Lizzy looked at her mom.

"Your husband, I presume?" The officer looked at her.

"Ex-husband." Andy sighed. "It's a long story."

"If it would help the investigation any ma'am…"

"Well, short version then. One day Les, my husband, loses it and rapes me. Then he runs off and I find I'm pregnant. I haven't seen or heard from him since the night he raped me."

"And your daughter, Emily-"

"Is my husband's due to the rape."

"Well Dr. Campbell, we're are going to do everything we can to find your daughter for you." The officer extended his hand to Andy.

"Thank you." Andy gave a meek smile and shook his hand.

After the officer left, Andy just sat in silence. Sensing her mom's anguish, Jessie placed her head on her shoulder. In turn, Andy did the same.

"Don't worry Mom." Lizzy put her hands on Andy's. "They'll find Emily."

Andy didn't even hear Lizzy. All she could think about was her day old daughter.


"So are you going to Andy's?" Lana asked Lu.

"Yeah." Lu pulled her coat on.

Andy had called Lana that morning to tell her that she wouldn't be in to work. With only a little pushing on Lana's part, Andy told her what had happened.

"Did you tell Dr. Jackson?"

"No." Lu sighed. "I don't have time to argue with him."

"But what about your patients?"

"Lana, I never thought I'd say this, but my patients can wait for a half an hour or so. Andy needs me and I'm not going to start letting her down now."

"Okay baby." Lana nodded, understanding. "I'll try and cover for you, but be as quick as you can."

Lu nodded as well as she headed outside.


A few minutes later, Lana heard a baby crying really loudly. She looked up to see a man walk into Rittenhouse. He was wearing a long trench coat and a baseball cap that covered his eyes and most of his face. He was carrying the screaming baby in a pink blanket.

"Sir, can I help you?" Lana stood up and tried to speak above the baby.

"Here." He held the baby out to Lana.

"What?" Lana couldn't hear him.

"Here." He shoved the baby in Lana's arms.

Lana looked at the baby. Her little face was bright red. When she looked back up, the man was halfway out the door.

"Sir wait! Wait!" Lana ran towards him, realizing that he just wanted to abandon the baby here. "At least tell me her name!"

The man stopped for a spilt second and turned towards Lana. "Emily Campbell." And with that, he ran out of the waiting room.