"Did you write this letter Ricky?"

"No! I didn't write that letter and I didn't take my own daughter! Now leave me alone!" cried Ricky, slamming his fist to the table. How could these people actually believe he would take A.J from her family? He wasn't that cruel. He knew what it was like to be ripped away from the only family you knew. He would never inflict that kind of pain on his own child, even if he didn't get to see her as often as he wanted.

"Ricky, please remain calm. There is a little girl out there that we need to find and we are doing everything in the realm of reasonable to find her," said the officer and Ricky let out a sigh of frustration. He just wanted to see his daughter. He had never wanted her to be taken from Amy. He knew how much that little girl meant to Amy. He would never hurt her like that.

"I didn't kidnap A.J, and I didn't write that letter. I love her and I wouldn't inflict that kind of pain on her or her family," said Ricky, trying to control his anger.

"Okay Ricky, just a few more questions…" said the officer, Ricky taking another breath before focusing back on the officer.

(Amy's House)

"What am I going to do mom? I can't come up with the money to get A.J back," cried Amy, allowing her mom to pull her into her arms, rocking her gently in her arms.

"Oh Amy, I know honey. The police are going to help you though. They're talking to Ricky right now sweetie. They'll find A.J and they'll bring her home where she belongs," whispered Anne, soothing back Amy's hair.

Ashley watched from the doorway, unsure of what to do or say. She couldn't believe somebody would just snatch A.J and take her away from the only family she knew. She couldn't believe Ricky might possibly have something to do with it.

"Mom, what if they don't find her? What if Ricky doesn't confess? Or worse? What if he…what if he hurts her?" questioned Amy, her voice breaking as she thought of all the possibilities. Anne sighed, trying not to show her own pain as she comforted Amy. She was so young and so much had happened to her in the past few years. She didn't deserve this. Nobody deserved this.

"I don't know honey. I wish I did, but I don't. All I know is the police are doing everything they can to find A.J…everything they can," she whispered, allowing Amy to cry into her chest, holding her for as long as she needed to be held.

(The Police Station)

"Did he confess to anything?"

Officer Robertson sighed as he looked through the plexi-glass window, shaking his head as he thought about the facts. All they knew was that there was a letter supposedly written by Ricky, but he wasn't confessing to anything, and the lie detector test had come up clean. He was having his doubts.

"What if…what if there was a possibility that somebody was trying to frame Ricky? To throw the tracks off of them?" asked officer Robertson, the other officer looking at him skeptically.

"Do you think that's a possibility?" he asked and Robertson nodded, checking his watch.

"I think anything's a possibility, but yes, I this is a strong possibility," said Robertson and this time the other officer nodded.

"So contact Amy…I think we have to find this out…and quickly, because a little girls safety is at stake."