There was a tense silence on the ride back to headquarters. No one spoke of what just happened; the only sound was Lisa's heavy breathing from her run, and the radio. When they reached headquarters, Scotty parked the car and inspected the damage. A few bullet holes in the trunk, but other than that, nothing serious. "D'you think that the boss is going to notice?" Scotty asked, getting a smile and a stifled giggle from Lisa.

"I'm sure he'll understand," Lilly said.

"Let's hope so," Scotty said. "Otherwise, she's paying for it." He pointed at Lisa for good measure.

"I think Cliff should pay for it," Lisa said. "He's probably got a nice load of cash somewhere."

When they reached the lobby, Scotty went ahead upstairs to tell the boss what had happened. Lilly sat down with Lisa on a bench, putting a comforting arm around the teenager. "Are you alright?"

Lisa sat still for a moment, fiddling with her gloves. For a moment, Lilly thought she wasn't going to answer, but then she heard Lisa sigh. "Fine. That was a bit scary though. I'm just glad Cliff wasn't able to get a swing in."

Lilly looked at Lisa curiously. "How did you know that was Cliff?"

Lisa smiled. "I have been keeping in contact with Scotty. He's also the one who told me that you were an aunt."

"I'm going to have a few words with him," Lilly grumbled, making Lisa giggle.

"Where's Chris?"

"She's at my apartment with Ellie. Why?"

"What? I thought that Ellie was in... an air vent..." Lisa trailed off, as something came to mind.

"Lisa?" Lilly asked.

Lisa was silent for a moment longer before she turned back to Lilly. "When I entered the house, I heard Ellie crying through the ceiling; figured she was in an air vent. I was wondering why she would have Ellie in there, and that's when Cliff came in. But, as soon as he came busting in, Ellie's crying stopped. It bugged me that she would stop that quickly; now I think I know why- Chris must've placed a tape-recorder up there to make Cliff think that they were home."

That would've surprised Lilly, but she couldn't put anything past her sister. Scotty down a minute later. "Boss wants to see you," he said. "There's someone up there claiming you took his kid."

"What?" Lilly asked.

"Great," Lisa muttered at the same time.

"What?" Scotty asked curiously.

"That's probably my guardian," Lisa said, avoiding eye contact with him. She instead looked at Lilly, who met her eye. They both knew they were going to have to deal with this at some point. This was the first time Scotty noticed the splint on Lisa's right wrist. He knew that Lisa's guardian had a gambling and drinking problem, but Lilly hadn't told him that he was more than likely taking it out on his foster daughter.

"It's going to be okay," Lilly said reassuringly, as they walked to the elevator. Scotty joined them, curious to see what this guy was going to do when he saw them.

When the elevator's door opened, a guy in his late forties with a grey beard and mustache was standing there yelling at Stillman. "I want this woman's badge," Mr. Falcon said. "She took my daughter; she's also been hanging around her alot also."

"Is there a slight chance that your daughter ran away?" John asked. "What's her name?"

"Boss," Scotty called as he walked in, Lisa and Lilly behind him.

"That's her," Mr. Falcon said.

"Li?" Jessica Falcon said, rushing forward to hug her lost child. There two boys in their late teens standing there also. Scotty guessed that those were the two brothers that Lilly mentioned.

Lisa just stood there, not bothering to return the hug. "Where have you been? We've been so worried about you."

"You could care less, and you know it," Lisa muttered.

Jessica looked down and saw the splint on Lisa's wrist. "What happened to your wrist?"

"You know darn well what happened. I was just lucky that it wasn't broken."

While Lisa and Jessica were exchanging words, James Falcon, the father, glared at Lilly. "That's the woman who's been hanging around, Li."

"So?" Lisa said. "She didn't snatch me or anything."

Jessica looked at her two boys, Tom and Jason. Lilly thought they looked a little guilty. "She doesn't know what she's saying," James said. "Obviously, this woman's threatened her."

"At least she can say my name," Lisa said. "Unlike you. And Lilly would never do such a thing."

"Lil, can I see you in my office, please," John said.

"Sure," Lilly said, following him into the office, and closing the door behind her.

"I don't know what the heck is going on right now, but I want them out of here, now."

"Okay," Lilly said, turning to leave.

"I wasn't finished," Stillman said. Lilly stopped and turned back to him. "I also want you to stop seeing the kid."

"Boss-" Lilly began, but was cut off when Stillman raised his hand.

"I don't want to hear it, Lil. You've jeopardized us far too many times to risk losing your job over a Foster care incident. The last thing we need is a law suit."

"She's being abused by them, John," Lilly said coldly. "That's why she has the splint on her right wrist. She wears her hair over her left eye to keep people from seeing the bruises on her face."

"Why do you care, Lil? I know what you're feeling when you hear about things like that; but for heaven sakes, we can't care for every kid that's been abused."

"This is not just any kid, John."

"Then who is she?"

"Lisa Hazelton."