A/N: Finally updated! Okay I do not own any of the characters except Emily and the others you don't recognize…blah blah blah. Lol. Also the whole thing with the social worker coming to take Emily, just go with it because I don't know exactly how the whole system works. Thanks (",)


Chapter Thirteen

Emily and Alex sat upstairs watching Lilo and Stitch. Blissfully unaware on what was going on downstairs.

A Woman dressed in a brown tweed suit, wearing red trimmed glasses pushed to the end of her nose sat on the couch with a folder in her hand.

"…and you have contacted to police too Mr. Kovac?"

Luka nodded his head in agreement.

"Okay, well Emily will be placed with a suitable family until things get back to normal, or we manage to contact any other family member." The social worker said as she jotted down some notes.

"I cant believe your doing thins." Sam whispered angrily through gritted teeth to Luka.

Luka smiled politely at the social worker as she stood up to leave. Luka followed her to the door leaving Sam sat on the couch. She looked like a spoilt child, her arms folded tightly across her chest and a scowl across her face.

"Someone will be her to pick up Emily in two hours time." She said. "Just gather up her things."

"Thank you Mrs. Rosenberg." Luka shook her hand, before closing the door behind her.

"What the hell did you go and do that for?" Sam unfolded her arms and yelled as loudly as she could, hitting Luka in the chest.

"Sam as much as I love that little girl, we had to inform the authorities. Abby is a missing person and Emily should be with her family."

"Ugh!" Sam said turning around and sitting back on the sofa.


Emily looked up at Luka, her big green eyes full of innocence. "Why do I have to go Uncle Luka? I want to stay here."

"Because…well…just be a good girl for the lady Emily. And Mommy will be home to pick you up very soon I promise." Luka couldn't look the little girl in the eyes.

"But, I don't want to go." Emily's voice started to break. "I'll be good if you let me stay here. I promise."

Luka turned his back to her, and nodded for the social worker to take Emily, who screamed when the woman took her hand.

"I DON'T WANT TO GO!" She screamed. "I WANT MY MOMMY!"

Sam held back the tears which burnt the back of her eyes. "I hope your satisfied." She made her way upstairs leaving Luka alone with his guilt.


Mrs. Rosenberg lead Emily up the steps to a large front door. A woman wearing a pink dress greeted them, she bent down to the little girls level.

"Hello, you must be Emily. My name is Libby."

Emily wouldn't look her in the eyes, and continued to stare down at her scuffed shoes, Mrs. Rosenberg lead Emily inside and shut the door behind them.


One Week Later

"Eric please, just put on your hat. Even if you don't put anything else on." Maggie insisted to her nine year old son.

Eric stared at the bright orange hat with the green pom poms his mother was holding out. "Mom the kids at school will laugh at me if I wear that."

"No they won't sweetie. They'll think 'What a sensible boy that Eric Wyczenski is for wearing a hot. I wish I'd have worn one." Maggie said trying to convince him the hat wasn't that bad.

She placed it on his head, but Eric quickly grabbed it off and threw it on the floor. "Young man! That is no way to treat your possessions. Did you know that you loose most of your body heat through your head."

"No you don't. Your lying." Eric retorted.

Maggie folded her arms defensively. "Am not. Abby told me so." She replied in an almost childlike manner.

Eric knew that his sister was a major science wiz, and that she wanted to be a doctor when she was older. So he was inclined to believe what his mother was saying.

"Yeah so…if you don't wear this hat…your brain will freeze up."

Eric reluctantly took the hat from his mother and put it back on. "Satisfied?" He said sharply.

Maggie walked off into the kitchen leaving Eric to gather the rest of his things together.

Abby then emerged at the top of the stairs. "Quick Eric, lets go." She said running down the stairs and heading straight out the door, closely followed by her brother.

"Abby!" Maggie called after her from the front door."

Eric turned around to see Maggie holding up a similar hat to his. Abby pulled him along quicker.

"Eric hurry up. Don't look back." Abby said.

"Abby wait!" Maggie yelled louder. Abby then turned the corner, so Maggie went back inside.

"Abby, why didn't you stop?" Eric asked. "Mom was calling you, you'll have upset her."

Abby shrugged her shoulders. "And? She only wanted me to wear one of those stupid hats." She laughed pulling Eric's off. "Y'know I sat there and watched her knit these." She tossed it in a nearby trash can. "Just tell her some kid at school stole it."

Eric smiled up at his big sister, well he was nearly as tall her, even though she was thirteen. "Don't I need it to keep my head warm though? And to stop my brain from freezing up."

"Yeah you should wear one to stop you from loosing heat, but your brain isn't going to freeze up. Who told you that crap?"

"M…no one." Eric lied. He knew that Abby and their mother didn't always see eye to eye and he didn't want to start another argument.

'Life stinks' Abby thought to herself, as she saw a mom taking her two children to school. Abby wished that she had what she called a normal life, where the Dad went out to work and the Mom came and helped out with school things. But her life was far from normal. Her Dad was gone, drove out by her Mom. And her Mom was a total nut job.

But she swore that if ever had a family and kids of her own things would never pan out like that, she would be a proper Mom and always be there for her family.


Abby suddenly opened her eyes and let out a small scream. She had messed everything up, nothing had gone the way she'd planned it not even remotely close. She had a precious daughter whom she loved to the ends of the earth, but she didn't deserve her. And Emily didn't deserve to have a mother like her.

A nurse poked her head around the corner. "Ah. Your awake." She said entering fully into the room. Her poker straight uniform and her well managed hair, not a stray hair out of place. Everything about her was perfect. It made Abby angry. She knew what was coming next, the concerning voice and the lecture about sensible alcohol intake. What did this nurse know? 'I bet she's not long graduated from college.' Abby thought.

"How are you feeling?

Abby squinted her eyes at the nurses badge. 'Gabrielle'.

"Like I've been hit by a bus." Abby managed to say through her thick lip.

Gabrielle laughed a little. "Not quite, I just have a few questions to ask you. You were brought in by a member of the public with no ID…"

"Abby, its Abigail Lockhart." She said answering before she was even asked a question.

Gabrielle jotted it down, and asked her a few more questions. "Is there anyone you want us to contact?"

Abby thought about Carter, then changed her mind. She couldn't contact him, not after last time.


"You have?" Luka said into the receiver. "that's great news. Thanks for letting me know. I'll be there as soon as possible." Luka hung up and went into the lounge to get his coat.

Weaver was sat in the lounge reading a newspaper. "Where are you going?" She asked looking down at her watch. Knowing full well that Luka hadn't long started his shift.

"To get Abby. She's over at Holy Cross."

Weaver didn't know what to say, she was relieved more than anything. She silently nodded at Luka who quickly made his way out, heading straight to his car.

It took him almost an hour to get there with the treacherous conditions on the road. When he did eventually get to the hospital he didn't want to go in, he knew Abby would be angry at his decision to inform social services. She would think he thought she was an unfit mother.

With all those thought going through his mind, before he knew it he was at the admit desk.

Rubbing his forehead he turned and smiled at the receptionist, opening his mouth to say something, he quickly changed his mind. He hesitated a bit before turning, he started to make his way back out.

"Luka?"

He stopped in his tracks but couldn't bare to look the owner of the voice in the face.

"Luka?"

Slowly he turned round, he looked down at Abby who was sat in a wheel chair, he could see the worry in her face, but at the same time relief.

"Hi." He finally managed to say.

"Hi." Abby replied not taking her eyes from his.

Luka was at a loss for what to say next. "Umm… So, how are you feeling?" He could have kicked himself for asking such a dumb question.

"Like I've been hit by a bus." Abby laughed a little as she tried to talk through her thick lip.

"Not quite." Luka replied laughing a little too.

The few seconds that followed were awkward.

"So why are you here?" Abby asked. "I thought Maggie would have been here first."

"Well I reported you as a missing person…" Luka said taking a seat on a nearby chair.

Abby's eyes opened wide in shock. "What? Why? I mean now that means the police are involved."

"They haven't been to see you yet?" Luka asked.

"Don't changed the subject Luka. Why did you report me as a missing person for?" Abby snapped.

"You've been missing just over a week not Abby, for all I knew you were dead."

Abby went to rest her head in her hands, forgetting about her facial injuries. Lifting her head back up she sighed. " A week?"

Luka nodded his head.

Abby looked up at him, her eyes silently pleading with his for help.


"…Happy birthday to you." Everyone sang.

Emily leant over the cake and blew out the seven candles.

Everyone clapped, but Emily didn't look very happy. Her eyes kept glancing towards the front door, waiting for the one person who promised they would be there.

Libby started to cut the cake and handed it out to Emily's school friends.

Emily went over to the window, opening the curtain she sat on the window ledge and kept a look out.

An hour passed, everyone had gone home and Emily had remained in the window.

"Sweetheart, why don't you come and have some of your birthday cake." Libby said trying to coax her away.

Emily shook her head. "I'm waiting for someone."

"Well honey they must have forgotten."

"He didn't forget! He made me a pinky promise!" Emily yelled. She angrily pulled the curtain across hiding herself from Libby.

Libby could hear the little sniffles coming from behind the curtain. She went to pull it back but Emily tugged it away from her. Libby left her and carried on tidying up.

The clock chimed 6:30pm, Libby had finished tidying and was currently watching the TV. She had forgotten that Emily had been sat in the window. She went over and quietly pulled back the curtain, Emily had fallen asleep. Gently she lifted her out, then she noticed someone coming up the steps. She laid Emily on the couch and went over to answer the door.

"Hi." The man said. "I'm a friend of Emily's."

Libby stepped to the side and let him in.

"Happy Birthday baby." He whispered as he knelt down and kissed her forehead.


Gah I knows its kinda a sucky ending, but I really wanted to update! Well I hope y'all enjoy! And Chapter 14 is soon to follow!