I know it's hard on a rainy day. You want to shut the world out and just be left alone.

"Cameron! Come out from under the bed." A smile grew on Brian's face as he realized that Cameron was playing his favorite game, hide-and-seek. He had just learned how to play recently and every day before bedtime he would ask if they could all play together. They didn't get the chance the night before so he must have been making up for it now.

Brian lifted the green Toy Story covers that draped half off of the bed and peeked under it. To his surprise there was no Cameron.

"You're hiding in a good spot," Brian said aloud as he made his way to the closet. He slowly opened the door, preparing for a giggling little boy but instead all he got was toys falling down from the top shelf.

Brian was beginning to worry. It wasn't like Cameron to be so quiet and usually he hid in the most obvious places. "I give up!" Brian shouted, "Come on out, Cam!" Brian stood in the middle of the bedroom straining his ears for the slightest sound. It was then he realized that the window was slightly ajar. His heart sped up in his chest as his mouth turned to cotton. He wanted to move but his muscles seemed stuck. "Cameron…" When he was finally able to gather the strength he made his way to the window and pushed the blue curtains back further. He looked down the stairwell and saw nothing but the crowded street below. He was about to pull the window shut when he noticed that the lock had been tampered with.

"No…" Brian said as he shook his head in disbelief, "No, this cannot be happening." As if matters couldn't get any worse, Brian heard Olivia's light footsteps shuffling down the hallway.

"What can't be happening?"

Brian turned around to face his wife who sported bed head and flushed cheeks from how she had been sleeping. "Liv…"

"Where's Cameron?"

Brian opened his mouth to say something but he just couldn't form words. What was he suppose to say? How was he suppose to tell Olivia that her son was missing and possibly abducted and they had slept right through it?

"Bri, where's Cameron?" Olivia asked again as the look on her face grew anxious.

"I-I don't know…"

"What do you mean you don't know? How could you not know?!"

"When I got up this morning I thought he was still asleep and I came in here to check and he isn't here. The w-window was open and the lock-"

Brian stopped as he saw the look on Olivia's face read a thousand emotions. Tears were already flowing down her cheeks as she processed the information. "Wh- he's m-missing?"

"I'm going to call Nick," Brian said, "it's going to be okay. We will find him. Maybe… maybe he just got adventurous and went for a walk."

"No," Olivia said quietly, "he knows better. Somebody took him. Somebody took my baby and I slept right through it. Oh my God, oh gosh." More tears flooded her cheeks and Brian tried his best to sole her. He didn't understand why this was happening. Who would want to take Cameron away from them?

"You call Nick," Olivia said as she pulled away from Brian's embrace, "I have to go look for him."

"Liv, no. You're on strict bed rest and you don't follow those orders as it is. Let me and the guys handle it.

"My baby is missing," Olivia said accompanied by a sniffle, "why is this happening? Why would somebody take him from us? What if they hurt him?"

It was a good thing Brian was standing inches away from her because if it wasn't for his support she would have dropped to the floor. "We'll find him," Brian whispered as he rubbed her back and tried his best to calm her. "I promise."

It had been an hour since Brian left and Olivia was sitting alone in the apartment. She was waiting for a call saying that they had found Cameron and they he just wondered to the park and that they were bringing him home. She was blaming herself for the fact that he was missing because she should have been awake. She should have known sooner that something wasn't right. Another tear silently slipped down her cheek as she stood up from the couch. Her back was aching and her feet were hurting but she didn't care. All she cared about was her little brown eyed boy.

Olivia walked down the hallway and into Cameron's bedroom where toys scattered the floor. She had remembered telling him the previous night that he could clean his room the next day as long as he went to sleep like a big boy. She sighed as she saw his favorite toy, a little red firetruck, tipped onto it's side. She remembered when Cameron opened it on Christmas just last year.

"Okay, buddy," Brian said as he handed Olivia the camera and handed the neatly wrapped box to Cameron who was eagerly waiting, "you can open it now."

Cameron began ripping the shiny green paper off of the box and with a little help from Dad the paper was gone in no time. Olivia snapped at least a dozen pictures.

"A firetwuck!" Cameron's face lit up as he help up the toy to show his mommy. She snapped a picture as he smiled.

"That's what you asked Santa for!" Olivia played along, "You must have been a really good boy this year."

"Can you open it Mommy?" Cameron questioned as he walked to her and shoved the box in her lap.

"Don't you want to open your other presents?" Brian held up another box to show Cameron that he had more than just one.

He shook his head, "I wanna play with this one. We can open the rest later."

Olivia was pulled back to the present as her cell phone began ringing. "Olivia Benson," she said into the receiver with lack of her usual confidence.

"Liv," Brian said sadly, "we are putting out an amber alert… CSU is going to come and dust the rail for prints." His voice was covered with a thick layer of emotion as he spoke. "I don't want you to worry though. I'm going to find him."

Olivia said the words that every one was thinking, "What if you don't?"

Brian could feel his heart cracking at the sadness in Olivia's voice, "I will. I don't want you to be alone, okay? You need rest so I'm sending Mom over."

"If I would have stayed awake last night none of this would be happening," Olivia whispered in a raspy voice, "it's my fault."

"Olivia Cassidy this is not your fault. Do you understand me? I am going to find Cameron and bring him home safe. Okay?"

"Okay…"

"I love you, Liv."

"Love you too…" She hung up the phone and ran a hand through her hair. She still couldn't grasp all that was happening. Her son was missing. Her precious little boy; gone. Nowhere to be found. As she turned the leave his bedroom she saw a picture on his dresser that brought out a sob. It was a picture of Brian, Cameron, and herself. They had just told Cameron that he was going to be a big brother and the look on his face was priceless. She would treasure that photo forever.

"Olivia?"

Olivia opened her eyes to the voice of her mother-in-law and shut them again when she heard her footsteps approaching the bedroom door. She wasn't in the mood for talking.

"It's just me," Joanna said gently as she pushed the door open.

"I'm not really up for talking right now," Olivia mumbled as she pulled the covers up over her as best she could.

"Let me help, dear," Joanna said as she brought the covers high around Olivia and her swollen belly. Joanna could tell that Olivia hadn't stopped crying and it wasn't the pile of crumpled up tissue on the nightstand that led her to this conclusion. Olivia's eyes were red and swollen and tear tracks still marked her face.

"Do you need anything?" Joanna asked in a gentle tone, "a glass of water maybe?"

Olivia shook her head. "I want my son." Her voice cracked and it took every fiber in Joanna's being not to shed a tear. She promised Brian that she would remain strong for Olivia; who wasn't suppose to have any stress with the pregnancy.

Joanna sat down on the edge of the bed and began rubbing comforting circles on Olivia's back. Brian had told her all about the back trouble she had been experiencing this time around with the pregnancy. "Everybody at the precinct is working really hard," Joanna offered. "I can't imagine how you feel but, they will find him. You gotta' have faith."

"I don't have any of that," Olivia whispered, "everything was going so good for me and I should've just known that something bad was going to happen. Nothing can ever just go right for me."

"Olivia…"

"I should be out there looking for him," Olivia said as she closed her eyes and blinked away more tears.

"You should be here, resting," Joanna said, "let them take care of it. You aren't suppose to be stressing over anything right now."

"Yeah… well…"

Joanna knew that there was no consulting Olivia right now. Her son was missing and she was fragile and it was allowed, hell, it was expected. She made herself comfortable on Brian's side of the bed and reached for Olivia's hand. She wasn't going to tell Olivia but, she was worried too.

Cameron is missing and Olivia is a wreck. Can Brian and Nick find him? Was he kidnapped? Only the next chapter will tell.