Chapter 2

The Unknown Story

"AAAAAAAHHHHHH" Selphie screamed, throwing her back against the wall, crying in the terror she saw.

"What's the matter!" Irvine yelled, as he came running into the house only to stop dead in his tracks. There on the floor in front of him, was the babysitter's arm. He quickly made his was carefully, over to Selphie, and held her in his arms.

"It's okay, don't cry." Irvine whispered into Selphie's ear, rocking her back and forth. Selphie looked back to the open door, and on the floor was not a dog toy, but a human arm. The babysitters arm to be exact.

"Oh my God, where's Camille?" Selphie said suddenly realizing that she could have ended up with the same fate of the babysitter. Selphie took off to the baby's room. She clicked the light on. The room was a mess, and there was no baby in sight.

"No! No! No! no!" Selphie yelled falling to the floor crying. All of this had happened so suddenly, and seemed so surreal. 'How could have this had happened to us?' Selphie thought. Irvine listened to Selphie scream in the baby's room. He didn't want to know yet, but he knew that they needed someone to come and help them. He backed up to the phone, hardly being able to move, and dialed 911.

"Yes there's been a break-in, a woman is dead!" Irvine quickly yelled at the woman on the other end of the line.

"What is the address?" Irvine told her the address and quickly hung up. Irvine wanted to run from the sight of the room, but just couldn't. 'Why did this happen to us?' Irvine thought wanting to just break free from his immobility.

The room was in shambles, and nothing was the same as when they left. Near the front door, the baby sitter was lying face down on the floor, she wasn't breathing. There was blood all over the carpet, and things were missing. Irvine couldn't stand the sight of the room any longer, and had to look away.

"Selphie?" Irvine yelled from the beginning of the hallway.

"I'm here." Selphie said barely audible from the shock of everything, tears still streaming down her face.

"Selphie!" Irvine yelled a little bit louder moving towards the baby's room. He heard a faint voice, but couldn't understand it, so his pace quickened. He got to the room and found Selphie sitting on the floor curled up in a ball, crying her eyes out.

"Selphie… shhh shh." Irvine said picking up Selphie and carrying her into their bedroom.

"Everything is going to be okay." Irvine said setting Selphie down on the bed, and curling up next to her. He cuddled her, and quieted her down. Tears were running down his face. 'I promised her nothing bad would happen.' He thought. 'I've failed her. She wont ever trust me again.' The fact that daddy's little girl was gone, overwhelmed him with emotion. Irvine and Selphie lay in their bed crying for their baby girl, wishing for everything to go back to the way it was. After a while, Selphie had settled down, and fallen asleep, and Irvine was left alone. The darkness in the house made it very eerie, and the fact that the man could still be in the house, scared Irvine the most.

The police came, and so did the ambulance, and quickly following some detectives came. Irvine left Selphie in the bed to sleep, and went out to meet the men and women.

"What happened here?" The detective asked. She had Short brown hair, and wore a trendy business suit. She pulled out a pad of paper, and a pen, and got ready to take notes. She looked a little bit peeved, as if she had been woken from sweet slumber to deal with their predicament.

"Well, we, my wife and I, were out on our second anniversary dinner, and got back about an hour ago to find our babysitter dead, and six month old daughter missing." Irvine said, beginning to get emotional again. The detective wrote it all down, and went back to her squad car, and pulled out her cell phone.

Meanwhile police were surrounding the house with caution tape, and the forensic scientists had already gotten to work trying to find fingerprints, or any speck of evidence they could find.

Irvine went out into the backyard, to check what condition the backyard was in, when he realized that he hadn't seen the dog. 'Could Rex still be alive?' Irvine took a flashlight out to the doghouse, where sure enough there he was, hiding in the back corner of his doghouse. Irvine was filled with relief as Rex came rushing out of the doghouse and tackled Irvine. Irvine laughed as Rex covered him with wet slobbery dog kisses.

Irvine carried Rex into the house, and took him in to see Selphie. She hadn't moved since the last time he left her.

"Go sleep with mommy." Irvine said, as Rex laid down next to Selphie and closed his eyes. Irvine smiled and pulled the covers over the two sleeping bodies. 'Hopefully Rex can bring her some comfort when she wakes up.' Irvine thought, as he headed back outside to give any more information they needed.

He went out to the front yard where people were gathered trying to find out anything possible about the case. Detectives, and forensic scientists surrounded Irvine.

"I have called the chief detective, and is on his way now." The woman, who interviewed Irvine earlier, said. Irvine was relieved that he knew who the chief detective was. He hadn't seen him for a few months, but knew him personally. Soon enough, his black Porsche pulled up to the curb, and he got out of the car smoothly.

"Irvine!" Squall yelled as he headed over to Irvine. He still had his hair the same cut as he always knew, but he had it styled in a way that it didn't cover his face. He looked all grown up, and sophisticated. He came up and gave a friendly hug to Irvine, and looked as if he was going to cry as well.

"I'm so sorry man." Squall said quietly. Irvine smiled and lead him into the house where the main crime scene had happened.

"What exactly happened?" Squall asked surveying the area. Irvine leaded them out into the backyard and sat down on the steps of the deck leading to the grassy plot of land.

"My two year anniversary with Selphie was today, and so I took her out to dinner, it was a really fancy restaurant, and then when we were done eating, I took her on a moonlit chocobo ride, and then after that we went to the park where I proposed to her and sat under the 'memory tree' as Selphie calls it, and remembered what happened the day I proposed." Irvine said pausing to catch his breath, his eyes swelling up with tears again.

"Then we came home, thinking that the babysitter would be worried why we weren't home yet. Selphie went in first and when she turned on the light, she screamed and so I went running into the house only to find the babysitter dead, right before my feet. I went to cuddle Selphie, but she took off down the hall to check and see if Camille was still here. She's missing Squall. The only thing I truly treasure that's still here is Selphie. I want my little girl back Squall." Irvine said beginning to cry again. Squall comforted Irvine by letting him cry on his shoulder, and holding him in a manly hug. Squall pulled away, and Irvine tried to regain his composure, while Squall told a story.

"Everything's going to be okay Irvine. Just think about all the friends you have that are going to help you get through this. Like me for example; When I got the call to help out with a break in, I was really mad that someone dare wake me up when I was sleeping, but when Madison, the detective, told me the address, I was willing, almost worried, to come out here, and on the way here, I could picture Selphie being dead, or you. I'm just glad both of you are okay." Squall said, sensing someone behind them. Squall turned around and there was Selphie, her eyes filled with tears that were smoothly flowing down her face.

"Squall, I miss my baby." Selphie said before she threw herself at him wanting comfort. Squall was a little uncomfortable with the sudden body weight pushing against him, but he knew well enough what she had gone through, and knew that she needed comfort. He rubbed her back in circles, saying, "It's okay, were going to get Camille back." Squall said looking over to Irvine who was beginning to cry again himself.

Squall had never seen the two like this, and felt bad for them. He knew how much Camille meant to them. With Rinoa, he knew how much she wanted a child, but couldn't have one because of her Sorceress powers. She would kill the baby with all the magical powers brewing inside her. Squall wanted a little kid to have fun with, but he knew he would never have a child of his own blood.

"Squall?" Selphie said looking into Squalls eyes. She sounded tired, and weary. Squall had dealt with this before, but not with his best friends. It hurt him to see them cry, and know that they have a probability of not getting their child back. The ice prince he once was, no longer existed in him. He now knew emotions well, and was able to decipher them through expressions, and actions.

"Thank you for doing this." Squall smiled at her weakly, and replied, "No problem. Anything for my two best friends." Selphie smiled and sniffled and went back to Irvine. They all headed back inside. Irvine and Selphie went to go get some sleep, and Squall went to go fill out paperwork for their case.

"Irvine?" Selphie asked once they were comfortable in their bed. Irvine turned to her and cocked his head with a slight, "hmm?"

"Hold me, I'm scared." So Irvine got close to his wife, and cuddled her until they both fell asleep into a world without cares.