Title: Mind Games
Discloser: I own none of the Without a Trace Characters. I only own Elizabeth Malone, and if she turns out to be an actual person, then I really wouldn't own her either.

A/N: Like on my other story, please only give constructive comments, no flaming! If you read the story at all, I would really like you to review. If you review my story, I'll review one of yours. Thanks!

A/N: This is part two in my Martin/Elizabeth series. It's not necessary to read part one, but it will give you some background information and will probably help you understand this story a lot better. I have no idea where this story is going to take me, but I hope that all of my faithful reviewers, stick with me. This is a short chapter but it's just the beginning.

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It's been about a year and a half since the whole Tanvier situation went down. I got into some trouble with my dad, and the review board, because I went up to the house alone, but in the end everything worked out, and I got to keep my job. The bruises and all of the other physical injuries have healed, but the mental scars still remain. Most of them will take time and patience to heal, but the latter is something that I just don't have. When Martin and I got back to the city, we decided that life was to short to sit around making decisions and waiting for the day to approach, so we got married a week later, in a small, intimate wedding, with just our immediate family and friends around us. We didn't get to go on a honeymoon due to our work schedules, but neither of us needed one anyway. Martin and I were just happy to finally be Mr. and Mrs. Martin and Elizabeth Fitzgerald. About 5 months after it all happened, we found out that we were going to be parents for the very first time. Everybody was ecstatic, everyone wanting us to name the baby after them. The pregnancy was hard, and there were a lot of complications. At one point, the doctor wasn't even sure if the baby and I were going to survive. He told me that I should end the pregnancy since it was so hazardous to my health, but I refused. My stubbornness payed off, and a few months later, we welcomed our baby boy, Ryan Patrick Fitzgerald, and our baby girl, Abigail Rose Fitzgerald, into the world. They were both very happy, very healthy babies, and Martin and I couldn't have been prouder parents. It's been a 9 months since the twins were born, and Martin and I have to go back to work. Walking into headquarters felt weird, not having been here in so long.

"Hey welcome back, mom,dad."
"Thank you, Danny."
"Thanks danny."
"How are the kids?"
"They are both great, being spoiled rotten by their Grandma Malone. Ryan finally stopped keeping us up at night, and now it's Abby's turn."

Dad and Viv walked up the table and sat down.

"If nobody has any objections, we need to get to work. Maggie Williams, 9 months, mother took her out shopping last night at a local grocery store. She turned for minute to grab a box off of the top shelf. When she turned back around, Maggie was gone. Viv, Elle, you two go interview witnesses, see if you can turn anything up. Sam, you go with them, you can turn up more with three people. Martin, Danny, run the parents and all witnesses through the system, see if anybody had any priors."
"You got it, Jack."

Martin and Danny went off to their computers, typing names into different databases, while Viv, Sam, and I went off to our witnesses, wanting to find this little girl and fast.