The rain had finally let down by the time Luis had arrived at the park. You could see the ambulance lights fade into the darkness as he got out of his vehicle. There were a few people crowding around the park.

"Carter, I want all these people out of here. They might ruin any evidence that we might have around here," Luis ordered.

"Okay," he said heading over to the town people.

"Hank did we find out who made the call?"

"Yeah, she's sitting over there on the bench."

"Well send her over to the station with Officer Wood's, to give a statement."

"Alright."

Luis started to head to the area where they found him. He bent down to look at the area with a flashlight, when someone came from behind, Luis seen his shadow. "Do we know who it was?"

"Yes, and this is going to mean trouble for us with the family."

"Why?" confused about his answer.

"Because he's Julian Crane's oldest son."

"Nicholas?"

"The way he looked when he left, I'm not sure if he's going to make it."

"Oh dear, call the station, and get them to contact Sam Bennett. He's going to have to be here for this. This is going to a long case; we're going to have his family down our back the whole time."

"I'm on it."

"God, let him be okay," he prayed. "I don't know how Sheridan would take it if he was to die." How would he break it?

Luis saw that the puddle was full of blood that was rather faded away. He looked around the ground to see if there was anything unusual around, but even if there had been, the rain probably washed it all up.

"I want all you to carefully look around this area, if you find anything make sure to take a picture of it before picking it up," he hollered.

Luis felt like he should walk down the path further incase the suspect could have drop something they could use for evidence. He came towards the pier, looking from side to side trying not to miss anything. Something caught his eye something that was clinging to a nail on the ground. He bent down to look at it; it was a piece of fabric he looked a little bit over to see a couple drips of blood. He grabbed his radio from his side, "I need a couple of officers to come over to the pier now. I think I may found something."

It didn't take too long before a few officers got there. "I found a piece of fabric here, and over here is a little bit of blood," he pointed. "I'm not sure if it has anything to do with this case or not, but I think we should search the area."

"Okay," Hank said

Hank was looking behind the crates, close to where they found the fabric, when he saw a rock with blood on it. "Luis, someone I found some thing," he hollered.

"Good work. I want you others to keep looking around this crime scene. I'm going to send the blood on the pier, and the blood on the rock to the lab to analyze if they're the same person or if it's from two. We also will be checking to see if it's Nick's blood. Hank I want you to go to the hospital to finds out information on his injuries."

Luis and Hank headed off back to their vehicles. Luis only hoped that there wasn't another victim involved. That's the last thing they need was to search for another body, especially when they don't know who it is.

Luis arrived at the police station to find his little brother; Miguel was sitting at his desk with his feet up. "Aren't you supposed to be organizing?" Luis asked.

"Yeah, but I wanted to know what all this commotion is all about," he replied.

"Someone tried killing Nicholas Crane tonight."

"What? Is he dead?"

"Not right now, but doctors aren't sure if he'll make it."

"Oh really," he said interested, as his pitch of his voice rose. "Any leads?"

"No, but even if there were I couldn't tell you."

"Oh, right," Miguel, said rolling his eyes. "Well I think you guys can finish filing without me because I'm heading home."

"Okay, tell mama I probably won't be home tonight."

"Alright."

Hank sat in the waiting room, waiting for Dr. Russell to come out to talk. He hoped she would come soon so they could move this investigation along. He tapped his foot on the ground while he waited.

"Hank, why don't you come with me to my office," she said as she put her hand on his shoulder, almost scaring the death out of him. He jumped at that moment.

"Alright," getting up to follow her.

As she shut the door to her office and came over to sit at her desk, "So what do you want to know?"

"What kind of injuries does he have?" he asked pulling out his pad and pen.

"Two stab wounds, one on his lower left side, and then the other in the middle of his back."

"Anything else?" wondering if he could have an injury that was caused by a rock.

"No."

"Tell me about his stab wounds."

"The one on his side is at a slight angle, and very deep, the one in the back was straighter, and not as deep. The knife wasn't that wide, maybe an inch wide. I'm thinking a kitchen knife of some sort."

"Would you mind if I went in there and took a couple of pictures of him?"

"No, but I don't know what kind of help it will be because we had to do surgery to stop the bleeding, so we had to cut him a little open too."

"Alright. Have his parents been informed?"

"Yes, Ethan's in there with him right now. Julian was here, but he left, he was heading to the police station. And he wasn't in the best of moods."

"We knew that was coming, that's why we have phoned Sam to handle this case personally."

Hank walked into ICU, to see Nicholas hooked up to many different tubes. Ethan sat by his side, with a devastated face. He began to feel bad for the Crane family for the first time in his life. The he thought of Kay, what would she do when she found out? He knew she wouldn't take the news to well.

"Ethan, how you holding up?" Hank asked.

He was startled, not expecting anyone to come up behind him, "Not good; why would someone do this to my brother. I keep going through me head thinking of the answer. Yeah he could be a little arrogant at times, but is that a big enough reason to go and try to kill them?"

"That's what we're trying to find out now. Has anyone contacted Kay?"

"No, Nicholas told me she was going away this weekend."

"Well she's back; I just don't know how to break it to her. I'm thinking maybe her dad would be better at it."

"Yeah, he probably would know a better way of telling her gently."

"Well I'm going to let you be, but I'll be back for an update on his condition," he said heading back to the door.

"Alright."

As Hank was heading out Theresa was coming his way, "Hey Hank, how's Ethan doing?"

"He looks like he's trying to be tough, when deep down he's crying inside. He probably could use a friendly face."

She smiled at that comment, "That's why I came. These last few months they had really started becoming friends. I don't know what it will do to him if Nicholas was to die," she said looking towards Nick's room.

"Well I'll see you later; I have to get back to the station."

"Bye."

"Bye."

Sam came rushing through the station door, almost running into someone that was exiting. "What was the emergency?"

"We now have a big case on our hands, that can't be ignored."

"What is it?"

"Nicholas Crane was stabbed tonight in the park by the wharf, and there is some evidence that has us to believe that there may be another victim."

"What would that be?"

"A rock with blood on it, another spot of blood on the ground, and a piece of fabric stuck to a nail, all found on a wharf."

"Are you sure it's not Nick's?"

"Well that's what we're checking too. When Hank gets back we'll know if he was hit in the head or not, because if he wasn't I doubt very much that it's his blood."

"So do we have any evidence to indicate who it could be?"

"No, whoever did this really thought it out carefully. No one's told Kay about it, we thought it would be best coming from you."

"Yeah, I agree, I'll head to the house now. If we get any new information in please call me."

"Okay, tell Kay I'm sorry."

"Will do."

Hank came through the door of the station, coming right to Luis's desk. He put the pad right onto the desk.

Luis looked up at him, "So what did Eve have to say?"

"Well, he didn't have any head injuries. Therefore, it can't be Nicholas's because there wasn't a trail of blood. I was thinking about it, and I think that whoever it was witness the stabbing, and started running towards here, but never made it."

"If that's true we're in big trouble," he said putting his face in his hands. "What else did Eve Say?"

"That the wound on the side was much deeper then the one in the back. She figures that it was a kitchen knife because of the width of it, and the length."

"We need to find that weapon, it maybe the key to our investigation. Have the officers look through the whole park if they have to. I will not rest until I have found it."

"I'll call them on the radio now, they're probably still at the wharf," he walked over to the phone at his desk.

Sam walked through the door, to find Grace sitting on the couch with Jessica and Charity, talking. As he came into the living room, they looked his direction. "Hey what are you doing home, I thought you were on a case?"

"I am, but now I'm on an even bigger one," he said as his voice began to change tones a little.

"What's wrong?" Charity asked.

"Where's Kay? I need to talk to her."

"She went to the Crane Mansion to surprise Nicholas, Why?" Grace replied.

"Nicholas was stabbed in tow different places tonight, I don't know if he's going to last the night."

"Oh dear," Grace said putting her hand over her mouth.

"I'm going to phone Ivy, to see how Kay's doing. She was probably too devastated to come home," heading for the kitchen.

"My poor baby girl," Grace cried.

Sam waited for someone answer, "Hello, Crane residents," one of the maids answered.

"Hi, this is Sam Bennett. Can I talk to Kay?"

"I'm sorry but she isn't here."

"When did she leave? Was it after she heard the news?"

"I'm sorry sir, but she hasn't been here all night."

"Are you sure she just isn't somewhere else in the mansion?"

"Yes sir. Can I help you with anything else?"

"No, that's all," he said softly, slowing putting the phone down. He walked back into the living room with a long face.

"Sam, what's the matter?" she asked, scared to know the answer.

"Kay never made it to the Crane's."

"What? What does this mean," Jessica panicked.

"It means she's missing again, that she could be anywhere."

"What are we going to do?" Grace asked.

"I'm going to go back to the station, and reporting her missing. Then I'm going out to look for my baby."

"I'm coming with you," Grace said.

"So are we," Charity said.

"Alright let's all get into the car."