The door was open as the light filled the waiting area of Mars Investigations; a shadow lurks up the stairs. A girl enters the room her long brown hair cascading over her slumped shoulders. Her green eyes tired and puffy, the evidence of mass amounts of tears she had shed. Veronica turned her chair to get a look at the new client and was taken aback by who she saw.

"Karen?" she said still not believing who was right in front of her.

"Veronica" she answered with a semi smile.

"What's wrong?" Veronica asked looking at her once friend's disheveled state.

"I need some help" she said looking at the door to the detective's office.

"Go right in, unless it is something I can help you with" Veronica hoped she would get some information.

"I need as much privacy on the matter, I will tell you when things calm down" she answered sweetly as she walked into the office closing the door behind her.

Karen Roy was one of the top 09ers of Neptune high, well at least before she disappeared. She was worshiped for her big heart and caring attitude.

"Cassidy put the beer down, you have already had five" she said sternly with a hint of giggle.

"Yes mom" he joked, causing her scowl to lighten.

"You're just mad because you have to be the designated driver all the time" Logan joked along with them.

"That's because I am the only one with a permit and a car, plus someone has to make sure that the sons and daughters of the wealthy get home safe and sound" she said with a huge hand motion to the room full of drunken teens.

Karen and Lilly were both a year older then the rest of the 09er group. Karen had one of the funniest and sweetest boyfriends, a huge home, and great friends, then why in beginning of sophomore year, her junior did she leave without a word? and in the process breaking her boyfriend's heart in two, and turning him into the evil jackass he is today.

Veronica was immediately intrigues to see Karen back home. Why was she back? Did anyone else know?

Meanwhile-

"Mr. Mars" she greeted as she closed the door behind her.

"Karen Roy, look at you I haven't seen you in years" Keith grinned at the young woman, memories of the girls together, slumber parties, movies, sea world, and that of Karen trying to explain to the sheriff how it should be legal to drive your friends when only having a permit.

"I need some help" she said sitting down in one of the chairs, her voice shaking as well as the rest of her body.

"What can I do?" Keith asked concerned.

"My son is missing" she informed Keith who was now in shock.

"Oh Karen" he said calmly.

"Now you understand" she said trying to help him click together the mystery of why she left. Veronica had been devastated after her disappearance begging him to use his powers of sheriff to bring her back, but all he could tell her was the information Karen's parents gave him 'she was living with relatives'.

"You should go to the police" he said trying to get back to the business at hand.

"I did, but I don't trust the guy I talked to, I would rather have the best, and so I came to find you" she said gesturing to the older man in front of him.

He smiled slightly at her trust and pulled out a pad of paper. "What happened?" he asked ready to take the information and the case.

"I decided to come home, my grandparents are too old to keep taking care of us and I would like the stability of a home for me and my son" she started taking in a deep breath.

"We went to the park, I was sitting on the bench talking to a girl I knew while she watched her one year old play in the sand, Sammy was playing on the jungle gym on minute and the next I couldn't see him" she said tears slipping down her face.

"I called for him, and ran around asking everyone I came in contact with if they had seen him, but no one did. I drove to the police station and they didn't give me a second look, they said they would send someone out to look for him and that was it" she said pleading for Keith to help her.

"Who was it you were talking to?" he asked.

She sighed with relief at his questions and lack of judgment on her carelessness of loosing her child.

"Susan Knight" she answered.

"Okay now I just need to ask some questions and I will get right on it." He said trying to reassure her.

"What does he look like?"

"He is 2, blonde curly hair and brown eyes, he looks just like his dad" she added silently.

Keith didn't press the issue, he knew if she ran away when she was pregnant the father probably didn't know, or worse she didn't know the father.

"What is his name?"

"Sam"

"His full name"

"Samuel Roy"

"I am sorry but I am going to need the whole name for the police record I have to submit when I find him" he said.

"Samuel Casablancas Roy"