DisclaimerI don't own any of the Without a Trace characters, however, I do own Lacey Smith, Mally Jones and any other characters not from the show.

Authors NoteOk, so third chapter is up; sorry for the delay fan fiction wouldn't let me post this when I wanted to, anyways I hope you enjoy this chapter and as always please Review it will make me so happy!

Finding The Truth

Sam and Vivian sat in the interrogation room, Lacey sat opposite a table separating them.

"Lacey, could you tell us about your kidnapping?" Vivian asked.

Lacey sat staring at the table, no emotion on her face seemingly in a world of her own.

"Lacey, can you tell us what happened to Mally Jones?" Sam asked trying to form a reaction from the silent girl.

Lacey looked up at the two women before her, anger, hurt and sadness flashing through her eyes.

"Come on Lacey you can't not talk about it," Sam said.

"Maybe if you told us, you'd feel better," Vivian said looking at the young girl.

Feel better? What were these two taking? They didn't know what they were talking about, for as long as she lived she would never forget the look on her best friends face as that monster murdered her.

Sam and Vivian looked at each other, clearly she didn't want to speak to them and they didn't blame her.

While Sam and Vivian had been trying to talk to Lacey, Jack had called her adoptive parents Michael and Carla Smith, who had come down to the office straight away.

"Agent Malone we'd like to see our daughter," Michael said with his arm wrapped round his wife's shoulder.

"Mr Smith, I know you are anxious to see her but I'm afraid at the moment we need to ask her questions," Jack replied.

"Don't you understand she's probably scared and needs her parents with her," Carla Smith sobbed happy they had found her baby.

Sam and Vivian left Lacey with officer Baker and headed to Jack to figure out another way to get Lacey to talk.

"Mr and Mrs Smith," Sam greeted shaking both their hands.

"Agent Spade," Mr Smith replied, "how is Lacey?"

"She's fine a little shook up but ok," she said.

"Mr and Mrs Smith take a seat I'll be right back," Jack said motioning for them to sit.

"Sam, Vivian did you have any luck?" he asked looking at them.

"No, she didn't say a word, she seemed distant," Vivian said, "maybe letting her parents speak to her will help her open up."

"Maybe," Jack said hesitant about hat idea, "Mr and Mrs Smith if you'd like to come with me," Jack said as the Smith's stood up and walked towards them.

"Jack I'm going to check on Martin and Danny and then speak to the Jones," Vivian said staying at her desk and picking up her phone.

"Ok, Viv," Jack said walking down the hall with Sam and the Smith's.

"Martin? Maybe you should sit down," Danny said watching his friend.

Martin couldn't take his eyes off the file, it couldn't be right they must have the wrong file…but they didn't have the wrong file which meant what it said was true.

Danny's phone began ringing, "hello," he answered.

"Hey Danny it's Viv," she started, "we were wondering if you'd located Lacey's biological parents."

"I don't know Martin took one look at the file and hasn't said a word," Danny replied.

"Bring the file in as soon as you can," she said hanging up.

"Martin are you going to explain?" Danny asked placing his phone back into his pocket.

"Lacey, her parents…she's…"

"Carla, Michael if you can get her to talk about the incident it will help us to find the guy who took both girls," Jack said as Mr and Mrs Smith entered the room.

"Lacey," Carla sobbed rushing towards her daughter.

Lacey looked at her mum and dad and then looked to the floor. Carla hugged Lacey as did Michael, Sam and Jack stood outside looking into the room through the two-way glass.

"Lacey sweetheart, what happened?" Michael asked pulling a chair round to sit next to his daughter.

"I wanted to find my mum and dad," she said quietly.

"Sweetheart, if you wanted to find them we would have helped you," Carla said smiling at her daughter.

Lacey's head turned to look at her mother, "really?" she asked unsure as to why her parents would want to help her locate her biological parents.

"Of course we only want you to be happy and if finding your biological parents makes you happy we'll do it," Michael replied.

Lacey smiled maybe talking to Carla and Michael would have been better than running away to find her parents herself.

"We're just glad your safe," Carla said hugging Lacey again.

"Yeah but I miss Mally," she replied sadness in her voice.

"Can you tell us what happened?" Michael asked.

Lacey nodded and Jack and Sam took this as their cue to enter.

"Do my mum and dad have to leave?" Lacey asked as Jack and Sam sat opposite her.

"No, they can stay," Sam said smiling.

"I want them to stay," she replied.

"So Lacey, can you tell us what you remember?" Jack asked.

Lacey looked at her parents and then back to Jack and Sam starting her story.

"I can't believe it," Danny said as both the guys sat in the car.

"You can't believe it, I had no idea," Martin replied, "listen Danny I gotta go see someone, can you cover at the office for me?" he asked.

"Sure, let's get back," Danny replied.

Before Martin started the car he turned to look at his friend, "please don't tell Jack yet."

"I won't, it's safe with me but they are going to find out soon."

"I know I just need some time, so try not to show them the file till I get back, please," said Martin stopping outside headquarters.

"Ok, I'll try but if it comes to it I'll have to show them," Danny said opening the car door before stepping out, "just be as quick as you can."

Martin nodded and Danny closed the door, Martin started the car once more and drove out back onto the main road.

Danny sighed before heading in wondering what he was going to tell the others.

"Hey, Danny where's Martin?" Vivian asked looking at one of her partners.

"He had something to do," he replied.

"Ok," she said unconvinced, those two were definitely up to something, "can you come to the Jones house with me, we need to tell them about their daughter."

"Sure, do we even know what happened yet?" Danny asked placing the file in the top drawer of his desk.

"I don't know, Jack and Sam took the parents to speak to her while I called the Jones.

"Well then lets not keep them waiting, I'm sure Jack will call us."

Danny and Vivian headed out to go deliver the Jones some devastating news; this was the worst part of their job.

Martin couldn't get the words from the file out of his head; he desperately needed to speak to Natalie. He still remembered where she lived, he didn't know how, it had been so long since he'd last seen her. Martin didn't know what he was going to say to her but he knew he needed to know the truth.

He stopped the car and stared at the large white house, he suddenly felt sick but he couldn't back out now, he was so close to finding the truth. He stepped out of the car, headed up to the front door and knocked twice. The door opened to reveal a lady and they both stood staring at each other until she invited him inside.

Jack and Sam had been taking notes while Lacey had been telling them of her awful ordeal, by the time Lacey had got to Mally's death she was in tears, Carla placed an arm round her daughter.

"Sshh baby it's ok, you're safe now," she whispered in Lacey's ear.

"Lacey did you get a look at the man who did this?" Jack asked watching the young girl sob into her mothers shoulder, it made him think of how he would feel if that was one of his daughters sitting there.

"Yeah I gotta pretty good look at him," Lacey sniffed.

"Ok, what we'll do, if it's ok with you, is get our artist Joe to come in and if you can describe the man to him he'll draw him and then we can give the picture to the police and they'll help in our search," Jack suggested.

Lacey looked at her parents who nodded, "ok I'll try my best to remember his face."

Jack smiled at her and headed out of the room to get Joe, he came back in and both Sam and Jack stayed to listen to her description.

Danny stopped the car outside the Jones' house, "let's get his over with," he said, they both got out the car and headed to the door and knocked twice.

Mrs Jones opened the door her husband standing behind her.

"Mr and Mrs Jones, we're terribly sorry," Vivian begun before Mrs Jones burst into tears.

"No!" she sobbed turning into her husbands embrace.

"Have you caught the son of a bitch?" Mr Jones spat anger evident on her face.

"Our team are working on it now, we promise to give you justice," Danny said.

"Thank you, for telling us," Mr Jones said, "I'm going to take my wife inside and calm her down."

"Of course, once again we're sorry for your loss," Vivian said as her and Danny went back to the car.

"I always hate that part of the job," Danny said as they both got in the car.

"Don't we all," she replied.

Once they were both in the car they headed back to headquarters. Joe had finished drawing the suspect and the minute Lacey saw the picture her breath caught in the back of her throat.

"That's him," she whispered, "he killed my best friend."

"Thank you Lacey, you did great," Jack said taking the picture from Joe.

She smiled slightly, proud that she got through it for her friend.

"Ok, Lacey if you want to go home now you can," Jack said, "you've done great today."

"Before I go, can you help me find my real mum and dad?" she asked.

"Of course, we have your adoption file and if you really want to know we'll tell you," Sam said smiling.

Lacey looked at Carla and Michael who smiled at her, "I want to find them please."

"Ok, we'll go see if your file is here yet," Jack said leaving the interrogation room with Sam.

Vivian and Danny had just got back and sat down at their desks.

"Danny have you got the adoption file?" Jack asked looking at him.

Danny looked at him and the girls how was he going to stall; his friend still needed a bit more time.

Martin was sitting on Natalie's sofa drinking a cup of coffee.

"So Martin, what brings you here?" Natalie's mother asked sitting on another sofa opposite him.

"I came by to see Natalie," he replied.

"Did no one tell you?" she stated rather than asked.

"Tel me what?"

"Natalie died in a car accident," she replied.

Martin looked at Natalie's mother hurt in his eyes, "no one told me, I'm really sorry."

"So sweetheart, what is it you wanted to ask Natalie, maybe I can help you."

"Did Natalie have a child? Or should I say my child?" he asked.

Natalie's mother looked at a picture of her daughter and then to Martin, she couldn't believe Natalie had never told him, "yes Martin, Natalie had your baby," she replied.