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Sam picked up her case notes and passed Phil his lukewarm cup of coffee. "Why don't we take this through to my office, the chairs are comfier." Sam said softly as they left the incident room and walked through the near deserted CID. Reconvening in Sam's office, the spread all of the papers and leads out on the desk. There were a few grainy CCTV photos of Emma walking past the corner shop by her block on the Jasmine Allen just after she was reported to have left home, there was another of her getting on a bus not far away from the Station and a witness who swore they saw her buy a chocolate bar in an off-licence on the other side of Canley. None of which were much use to them.

Phil pulled the completed Misper report towards him, along with Annie's elongated statement. "For being from the Jasmine Allen this kid seems pretty alright." He murmured as he read through what she'd written.

"Yeah…you should see her record though…sounds like a completely different kid to the one we met today." Sam said as she looked at the file they had on Annie Marks which was quite lengthy given her age. "You know, what I really want to find out is why Emma ran away the first time…and how come someone like her ended up on one of the roughest council estates in London!" Sam said, recalling how proper Emma had always been when she'd worked at Sun Hill.

Getting to her feet, Sam stood at the window of her office looking over to Phil's desk where Annie was lying in his chair, curled up into a ball, fast asleep. Phil stepped up behind her and slid his hands round her waist. "Babe not here." Sam whispered as Phil began to kiss her neck softly. "Annie could wake up or anything." She added as Phil ignored her and continued to press soft butterfly kisses to her skin.

As if on cue, there was a knock at the door and Sam and Phil sprung apart nervously before Sam called for the person to come in. Will stepped into the office and stood nervously twisting his hands. "Take a seat Will." Sam said as she did the same opposite him. "Now this may come as a bit of a shock to you but Emma Keane is back in Canley…well at least she was until she went missing some time yesterday evening." Sam continued and Will's mouth dropped open.

"Emma's back." He whispered in disbelief, ignoring the fact that Sam had just said she was a missing person.

"Yes, it's definitely her. Now the other thing is that Emma has a child." Phil interjected seeing Will begin to faze out of the conversation. Will merely shrugged and smiled between the two of them. "Yeah…Will, Emma has a child who claims that you are it's father."

Again, Will's jaw dropped open. "But…but how is that possible. I haven't seen Emma in over fourteen years." He stuttered, casting his mind back to the day Emma had left, the last thing that she'd ever said to him.

"Exactly. Now nobody here knows precisely why Emma left but what we do know is that she has a child and…and Will it is yours." Sam said gently and Will paled, his eyes sliding out of focus a little as the realisation hit him. He mouthed wordlessly but Sam understood him. "Yes we're sure it's you Will. See when Emma's child was young there was a paternity test done. The DNA match that she gave which belonged to Matt Hinckley came back negative. Your DNA which we already have on file has been confirmed as the same as that of Emma's baby."

Will's head hit his knees with a soft thump and he sighed, so this was why Emma had left Canley all those years ago. He had known things were strained between Emma and Matt and that she felt guilty about what had happened between them, he had thought that the guilt had just gotten to her in the weeks leading up to her and Matt's marriage. Will had been upset, he'd done everything he could think of to get Emma back but that had been nearly fifteen years ago. He'd moved on…surely…surely not. In truth, although Will had been with several girls since Emma, none of which had lasted longer than a few weeks as he always broke it off. Nobody compared to her in his books, she was the only one for him even if she didn't return the feelings.

Finally Will raised his head and got to his feet. "So…where is Emma's kid?" Will asked awkwardly and Phil gestured out to the silent CID where Annie was still lying in the same position, her head on the armrest and her hands clasped round one of her knees. A lump caught in Will's throat as he looked out at his daughter who, now he saw her properly, was the spitting image of her mother. Her short blondie/brown hair fell to just below her chin and her features were all identical, she was like a clone of Emma.

Will paused by the door and shook his head. His daughter…god that was going to take some getting used to. Since Emma had gone missing, not a day had passed when he hadn't thought about her dreamt of her, about what she was doing, how she was. All this time, she'd been raising a child, his child.

Taking two steps out of the office, Will felt a hand on his forearm. He turned round and Sam looked puzzled. "Where are you going Will?" She asked gently, assuming he was about to flee CID and not return for some time, finding out you had a child wasn't exactly an easy thing to accept, especially not when you'd been out of the loop about it for over fourteen years.

Will grinned back and as he left the office he looked over his shoulder. "I'm taking my baby girl home."

I live with never knowing

If knowing's going to change

I'll stop the feeling growing, I will stay away

Like a broken record stuck before a song

A million beginnings, none of them the one

Every day I fight these feelings

For your sake I will hide the real thing

You can run all your life

All mine I will chase...

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