Sorry for those that read chapter two, that was really chapter one. I always have a problem uploading a chapter. I know this time there is one mistake I made…just don't know which one…..

She waits like her Daddy told her, holding onto Harold the Bear. She went shopping with her Daddy and he bought it for her. Daddy said that Harold kept him telling that he loved Casey, and he tried to write her a letter but he was a bear who couldn't write. He wasn't the cutest bear there, but Daddy told her that Harold the Bear would keep all of her secrets to himself, and he wouldn't tell anyone about them. There were times when she would go into her rabbit hole and tell Harold how her day was. He was very good at listening.

Holding Harold up so he could hear as she whispers in his ear, "I know Daddy said I should stay here until he comes and calls my name, but it's been a long time, Harold. I heard the bad man when he drove away. Maybe Daddy got busy and forgot me."

She is very quiet and tears roll down her face. "You're right Harold, he would never forget me… He said he would always be here for me." She puts Harold the Bear down on a pillow and unbolts the door as quietly as she can and opens the little door and listens for any noise. She puts her finger to her lips and shakes her head and looks at Harold, warning him to quiet.

This time he is able to stay conscious and listen for any noise around him. He tries to move, but moans in pain. There isn't a spot that doesn't hurt. Casey….he has to get to her. He rolls over on his stomach and manages to move forward a bit, but is stopped by the pain.

She comes out of her room, walking on her tip toes so nobody would hear her. She moves down the hallway and looks in her parents room. Mama is going to be mad when she sees what a mess their bedroom is. She walks towards the living room stopping every second or so to listen. Stopping she hears someone by the front door moan. Maybe she should go back, but she walks forward and looks at the front door and sees her father on the floor. She runs to him and kneels down by him, and cries out when she sees all the blood on the floor.

Patrick opens the one eye that isn't swollen and sees Casey by his side. She's holding onto his hand. "Daddy….please open your eyes for me, I scared Daddy." He sends up a short prayer to anyone who could hear a thank you that she is okay. "It's okay honey, I need you to do something very important." She nods yes as she looks at him, he can tell how scared she is by looking at him. "I want you to go the phone in the kitchen….." He pauses to control the pain. He doesn't want Casey to get more scared than she already is.

"You need to drag a chair against the wall so you can reach the phone. I know we've told you not drag chairs on the floor…but this time it's okay. I want you to dial 911. Tell the person on the phone you need help, tell him our address, just like we taught you. Do what the person says to do and don't hang up until he tells you to. Someone will come quickly to help me."

"I don't want to leave you, Daddy. …Please don't make me go, I scared you might go back to sleep." She wipes the tears from her eyes.

Patrick takes his hand and manages to take her hand in his. "I'll be fine…but you have to leave me just for a while. I know you're scared, sweetheart, but I'll be fine as soon as help comes. Be my brave little girl and do as I asked you." He kisses her hand and lets go of it. He doesn't want to leave her alone, but the pain is winning the battle and he passes out.

Casey runs from him into the kitchen. She pulls the closest chair, dragging it slowly across the floor, pulling with all her might. She gets up on the chair and picks up the phone receiver and dials the numbers that her Daddy said to dial. When she hears a woman on the phone, she cries out. "My daddy is hurt, he said to call you! We live at 2145 Taylor, my mommy taught me that. Please hurry. I gonna call my Mama now."

She hangs up the phone and picks it up again and dials another number slowly hoping that she remembers the numbers right. Mama needs to know that Daddy needs help.

Lisbon is sitting at her desk going through some of the files that needed her signature, glad the day was almost over. The Rigby's called an hour ago that they had landed at the airport and would meet her at the house. It had been about six months ago that they got together. She smiles remembering how Patrick taught their daughter to swim in the ocean. She turns her thoughts away when her phone rings. She looks at the number and sees that it's their home number. Patrick must need her to pick up something on the way home. He is a great cook, but terrible about picking up everything needed when he decides to make a special meal.

"So what did you forget this time, my absent-minded husband? Casey! Why are you on the phone and where is your Daddy?"

She stands abruptly, pushing her chair away from the desk. Cho and Wiley look towards her where they are talking near Cho's office. They both rush over to her.

"Why is Daddy on the floor?!" She looks panicked.

"Call 911, Wiley, and get them to my house!" Wiley moves quickly to his desk and picks up the phone.

Cho gently takes the phone from Lisbon and puts the receiver to his ear. "Casey, this Uncle Kim…yes, Mama will be home soon and some men will at your house soon, so you need to open the door for them…..A bad man…." Lisbon sits on the chair she pushed away, her eyes teary. "Casey, do you hear any sirens coming to your house?…The men will be good men they'll help your daddy. Yes, your mother and I will there as soon as we can. Hang up the phone now, sweetheart, and go to the front door."

"I need to get there Cho. Now!" Lisbon gets up and starts to rush out. Cho stops her.

"I'll drive and we'll get there as soon as we can. They're going to need you to be calm for them."

She nods as the three of them leave the office.

Casey gets off the chair and runs back to her father. She rushes away and comes back a short time later carrying a first aid kit. She has trouble unlatching the box, but finally gets it open. She looks at all the different items and picks up a lot of bandages. She opens a big bandage and tries to decide where to put it, she finally puts it on a small cut on his eyebrow, and looks at her work and opens another one. Soon she has her father's face almost covered with bandages. She hears the siren pull up to the house and come to a stop. She rushes to the door and opens it.

"Hurry! My daddy is hurt and he needs your help, nice men," she yells at the top of her voice, waving her arms.