Maggie watched carefully from her father's lap as each of her adults testified in turn. She didn't understand a lot of what was said, but when Goren took the stand and Carver talked about the injuries he had received at Wallace's hand, she turned to bury her face in Logan's jacket. She didn't know what "cardiac arrest" was or what "coded three times on the operating table" meant, but she didn't like the sound of it. Logan gently rubbed her back and looked at Eames, who reached over to stroke her curls. In her lap, Tommy munched happily on Cheerios and played pat-a-cake with his grandfather.

When Goren came back to his seat, Maggie jumped at him and buried herself into his chest. He looked at Logan. "What did you do?"

Logan shrugged. "It wasn't me. She heard something she didn't like. Beats me what it was."

He looked down at her, but she seemed content. He would have to ask her about it at lunch. Eames and Logan were called next, followed by John Eames. Maggie just sat in his lap, listening. When her grandfather began his testimony, her head popped up. She looked at Goren. "She hurt Grandpa, too?"

They had not wanted her to know that. He nodded and softly shushed her, kissing her head and frowning. She snuggled herself back into his chest, watching everything around her and listening to what was being said, even if she didn't understand a lot of it.

After John's testimony, they adjourned for lunch. As they were heading from the courtroom, Carver called him back. "Detective Goren, a word, please?"

He handed Maggie to Logan, kissing the side of her head, and met Eames' eyes. "I'll catch up to you in the cafeteria."

She nodded and he headed toward the bar, where Carver waited for him. "Yes, Mr. Carver?"

"How is Maggie doing?"

"Something upset her and I'm not sure what, so I need to talk to her. She also had no idea her grandfather had been hurt because we didn't want her to know. So thanks for that, too."

"I am sorry about that," Carver sighed. "Detective, I have children of my own. I cannot even imagine what you and Detective Eames went through when Nicole Wallace took your children. But I do know that if either of my children went missing, I would want you and your partner to take the case to find them. This may sound selfish, and it probably is, but I hope I never have to know that terror firsthand."

"Is there a point to this discussion...because my family is waiting for me..."

"Are you convinced yet of the importance of Maggie's testimony?"

"No, sir. I am not."

"You know as well as I do that the evidence we have on those two murders is sketchy, at best. We do have the ballistics that proves that the bullets that injured you, Detective Eames and Detective Logan all came from the same gun as the bullet that injured Mr. Cummings at the Exxon station, and we have many witnesses to that shooting. So I have no doubt we'll get her on the shootings. But since you survived, and I'm not sure I can get her on the murder charges, the most serious charges I have are attempted murder and attempted murder of a police officer. I doubt I could swing a life sentence on those, much less the death penalty, even with her past history. The sheer number and severity of the charges that I am confident I can convict her on should get her twenty-five to life, depending on the jury. That's why I need Maggie. Her testimony can get us that life sentence. What Wallace did to you was terrible, but the trauma she inflicted on that child is unforgivable. I have known you for a long time, and I was appalled by what happened to you and your partner. But my reaction to what happened to Maggie was much stronger. We can get a much harsher sentence after letting the jury hear her recount what happened. I'm sure of it."

"I hope so, Mr. Carver, because this is hard for her."

"For her, or for you?"

Goren looked down at the floor. "Both."

Carver smiled sympathetically and patted his arm. "Go and join your family, detective. I am going to call Maggie right after lunch. Make sure she's okay and that she's ready."

"I will. I'll see you after lunch."

Carver watched him leave. He felt for the man, but he also had a job to do, and that job was as important for public safety as Goren's was. He was going to do everything he could to eliminate the public threat presented by Nicole Wallace and her considerable psychopathy.

He had no trouble finding them in the cafeteria. He slid into the booth beside Maggie, who was sitting in a booster seat beside her mother. John and Logan were on the opposite side and Tommy was at the end of the table in a high chair, banging a spoon on the tray and eating a cracker. He smiled broadly when Goren appeared and said, "Dada, Dada!"

With a smile, Goren leaned over and kissed his head as he slid in beside Maggie. "Hey, tiger."

Maggie leaned her head over and laid it against his arm. He tipped his head forward so he could see her face and asked, "What's bothering you, mouse?"

"I didn' unnerstan' things, Daddy. Who did you arrest in the hopsital?"

He frowned, confused. "Arrest? I didn't arrest anyone."

"So who is carderac?"

"Car...oh." Geez...how was he going to explain this without terrifying her? He pinched the bridge of his nose, then looked at Eames, who gave him a troubled look. His eyes shifted to Logan and John. Logan shrugged and John looked sympathetic, but no one had any suggestions. This was all in his lap. "A cardiac arrest is when you stop breathing and your heart stops. That happens sometimes when someone is badly hurt, like I was, and it...happened to me...a couple of times, apparently. But I got better, and that's what matters. The doctors were very good and I knew I couldn't leave you and Mommy and Tom. I, um, I wasn't ready to die."

Logan leaned forward. "Your daddy is a strong guy, bunny. And you remember what Dr. George told you?"

She nodded. "I was Daddy's best med'cine."

"That's right."

She looked up at her father. "When I talk to Mr. Carver in Your Honor's court, is that gonna make things better?"

"We hope so. That's why Mr. Carver is making you do it."

"Will it make the mean lady mad?"

"Count on it."

She smiled. "Ok. I want to talk to Mr. Carver now."

They laughed and Goren kissed her head. "Eat your lunch first. You can talk to Mr. Carver soon enough."