Well, here is the next chapter. I had fun writing this, and I think you will hate Sean even more in this chapter. I read a book like this once, well, not like it, it had a guy kidnapping someone, and it made you like they guy. I don't think I could make you like Sean even if I tried, so I am not going to.

I think I am going to update daily. I have no school anymore, but I do have a job, so it might get in the way. If so, I am very sorry.

P.S. Thanks to WinterSapphire for helping me get this up, and to Monica for betaing. Not this chapter yet, though.

Sean paced around the room. Should he go out, or not?Katie was sleeping, but he didn't want to leave her, what if something happened or she woke up? If he had to go out, he would usually bring her, but he needed to go somewhere extremely public, and he didn't want to expose her yet. He had only had her for two months. But she seemed to adapt well, so he didn't think it would be a problem. He sighed and dropped to the couch, knowing he had to make his mind up, and soon. His boss wanted to meet for lunch in half an hour, and it would take him twenty minutes to get there, in good traffic. Making up his mind, he ran into the nursery and gently picked Katie up, she opened her eye's sleepily and looked at him.
"Hey, were going to lunch." She didn't listen, but instead settled her head on his shoulder and went back to sleep. Throwing some stuff into Katie's diaper bag, he pulled on his shoes and ran out of the door, putting Katie in her car seat and buckling her in. He got into the driver seat and backed out of the driveway and down into the street. He looked at his watch and drove a little faster. As it turned out, he made it just in time. Running up to the table where his boss sat, he placed Katie's car seat down on the ground and dropped into the seat opposite his boss.

"Oh, I didn't know you had a child." He smiled and looked down to the ground, where Katie was now opening her eye's again.

"Yea, this is Katie. She is...um...four six months old." He smiled nervously as the Waiter walked up to them.

"Can I take your order?" He asked.

"Yes, I will have the special, and Sean..." He trailed off, letting Sean order on his own.

"Oh, sorry.I'll have a burger and coke." The waiter nodded and walked back. It was an outside restaurant, and the wind was blowing slightly.

"So, about the proposal you sent me, I have looked it over." His boss said, trying to strike up conversation.

"And what did you think?"

"I think it will go over well with the rest of the committee, but there are a few places that you really need to polish up on. I was thinking..." He started drowning on about all sorts of stuff that Sean would have been lucky to understand if he had paid attention in school so many years ago. All of it went right over his head. He was looking beyond their table to where two people were sitting at with their twins children, trying to make them eat. They were two little boys, intent of throwing their food at their dad instead of eating it. Both looked about a year old. The boys reminded him of Katie's brother, her old brother. They had the same mid-dark brown that they could only have gotten from it being a mix of their parents, for one had dark, while that other had light.

"Sean, were you listening?" His boss cut in.

"Sorry, Mr. Jenkins. Yes, I was, and I will consider what you said. Now, about what you think?" The conversation was very long, and it was dark by the time Sean finally got home. Katie was extremely cranky by then. Sean placed her in her playpen and walked into the kitchen to start dinner. When he was done, he came back out to see Katie walking again. She had just let go of the playpen side and was walking toward him, collapsing at his feet. She held on with her little hands and smiled up at him. Picking up his camera, he set her back ten feet and encouraged her to walk again.

"Come on, Daddy wants to get it on tape." He smiled as she stood up again and started. He recorded it up until she fell, then turned the camera off and picked her up, swinging her around and kissing her on the cheek.

Two months later

Sean yawned and placed Katie in the car. He was going on a business trip for his company, and had to leave early. His plane was leaving from Albuquerque that morning, and he had an hour to drive. Katie was still sleeping, and Sean hoped that she stayed that way, he couldn't deal with a cranky Katie for hours on end. Pulling out of the driveway of the apartment buildings, he started off. It was slow going, for the streets were packed with morning rush hour traffic. He turned on the radio and yawned again, listening to the news caster. It was going to be raining that day, great, he hated flying in the rain. Just then, Katie woke up. Knowing this was going to be a long trip, he sighed and gave Katie her pacifier.

When he arrived at the air port, he was thirty minutes early. Handing in their tickets, he walked into the waiting room and sat down. The man next to them grunted a hello and turned away again, lighting up a cigarette. Sean put Katie on the seat beside him, coughing from the smoke. Katie started coughing and crying. Her cries became steadily quieter as she thrashed around in her car seat. Sean took notice of this immediately.

"Um, sir? Do you think you could put that out? It is upsetting my daughter." He simply grunted again and looked away. Sean sighed, looking back at Katie, she was now gasping for breath and tears were slipping silently down her face. Jumping up, he grabbed the seat and ran to the front desk.

"Ma'am! Please call 911, my daughter is having trouble breathing!" She took no time in doing so, instructing the ambulance where to come. They arrived within ten minutes. By then, Katie wasn't breathing at all. The paramedics tried to intibate her, but her lungs were swollen shut, so they rushed her to the ER. They pushed inside the doors, paramedics yelling.

"Eight-month-old female, Katie-Ann Whitman.She can't breathe and we can't intibate her. Found not breathing on the scene, wasn't breathing for approximately ten minutes. Heart rate is slow, BP is good."

"OK, Trauma room 2 is open. Call Dr. Jensen!" They ran her into a large, yellow room where a young man joined them. He was apparently the pediatrician on call.

"I can't see the chords." One of the doctors sighed, putting down the tube. "OK, lets do a chest tube."

"No!" Dr. Jensen yelled, taking the tube and handing it back to the other Dr. "Mark, when I press on her chest, there should be an air bubble. I want you to follow it down with the tube." Mark nodded and did as he was told.

"I see it..." He trailed off as he inserted the tube in Katie's throat. "Lets bag her!" Soon, Katie was breathing again. Dr. Jensen pulled off his gloves and joined Sean outside the door.

"Are you the father?" When Sean nodded, he continued. "What happened?"

"I don't know, we were waiting for a plane and suddenly she couldn't breathe." Sean was clearly worried. "Is she going to be OK?"

"For now, we have her stabilized, and are running a few tests. Were there medications she could have swallowed? Poison's or toxins in your house, car, or where you were waiting?" Sean shook his head. "Is there any reason that this could have happened?"

"No, I don't think so."

"We have only seen this in one child this young. She was very young, and there was no cause for it either. We can't treat her until we knew what is wrong. We will keep an eye on her breathing, but I want to admit her for observation."

"Whatever will help her. May I ask how you treated the other little child that you found this in?"

"I'm sorry, but that is classified information, and I am not aloud to share it with anyone but that family." Dr. Jensen said. "I will notify you if there is any change, and you may see her shortly. For now, will you wait in the chairs?" Sean nodded and followed a nurse. Dr. Jensen walked back into the room, checking all of the baby's vitals. They were fine. He smiled at the little girl, who was still unconscious. Brushing back the hair on her sweaty forehead, he gasped. Running out of the room, he stopped at the bulletin board, ripping a piece of paper off of it and running back into the room, nearly hitting into one of the nurses. She followed him in.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing. Look at this." He held up the picture to the baby's face, then showed the nurse the baby's scare. "It say here that her only distinguishing future is a small scare on her forehead." He hit the picture with his finger and smiled from ear to ear. "I think we just found Raine Laureen Bolton."

Dun dun dun! Well, what do you think? Should I make them get away, should I do something horrible to Raine or Sean? Sean, you say, very well...

Well, next chappie will be up soon.

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