Olivia was so exhausted that she couldn't remain awake any longer. She had been asleep for a good half an hour before Joanna climbed out of the bed and began tidying up the house. There were a few toys scattered here and there and she put them in Cameron's toy box, praying that he would get to play with them again.

Joanna walked into the kitchen and rummaged through the cabinets, looking or something to fix for Olivia when she woke up. Joanna knew that Olivia was stressing and she was going to do everything she could to help Olivia stay calm. She smiled to herself when she found a bag of noodles. She would make her famous chicken noodle soup and hopefully by the time it was finished the whole family would be back.

At the precinct, Brian and Nick were going through recent cases that could possibly want to take Cameron away from Olivia or get revenge in some way. They weren't having very much luck.

"This is useless," Brian steamed as he slammed another file onto the desk and stood up quickly, "this isn't getting us anywhere! My son is missing! My pregnant wife is at home crying her eyes out because she doesn't know where her son is. If I have to walk back through those doors and tell her that I don't know-"

"Brian," Cragen said, stepping out of his office after hearing the commotion. "What about the store across the street? The one you always get flowers for Olivia from? Do they have security cameras?"

Brian sighed and shook his head, "I don't know."

"Okay, so, Amaro, call them and ask. Cassidy, take a break and call your wife." Cragen left and stepped back into his office as Brian pulled out his cell phone and dialed the number from memory.

Olivia, who had still been asleep, slowly rolled over in bed and reached for her phone on the table. "Benson." Something about her tone made his heart break.

"Hey, Liv."

"Please tell me you have something."

"We're working on it," he promised. They were both silent for a few awhile. Neither one of them needed to say anything to know what the other was feeling. "I have to go, Liv. I love you and I'm going to Cameron home."
"I love you too," she replied before hitting the end button and letting her tears fall. She had forgotten all about Joanna being there until she heard a soft tap at the door. "Come in."

Joanna gave her a subtle smile as she made her way to the bed carrying a bowl of hot soup. "It's chicken noodle."

"Thanks but, I'm not hungry."

"You need to eat sweetheart. You might not be hungry but that baby inside of you probably is. Brian told me you haven't ate all day."

"I am not a bad mother!"

Joanna was taken back by her harsh statement. She was in no way calling Olivia a bad mom. Olivia was the best mom Joanna had ever seen. She was loving and gentle and taught her children how to respect. "I wasn't implying-"

"I'm sorry," Olivia said as a sob escaped her lips, "I'm just so frustrated and upset!" Tears gushed down her cheeks as she started crying again. She buried her face in her hands. "I just want my son... I just want my son."

Joanna sat the bowl of soup onto the nightstand and carefully wrapped her arms around Olivia, letting her sob into her shoulder like a small child would do. "Let it out," Joanna whispered as she rubbed her hand on Olivia's back. Ever since Brian and Olivia had gotten married, Joanna had felt close to Olivia and she knew everything about Olivia's mom. She was just trying to give her the comfort a mother normally would.

"The soup is probably getting cold," Olivia mumbled as her tears dried and she slowly pulled out of Joanna's embrace. "I should probably eat it now..."

"Okay," Joanna nodded, "I put extra noodles in it. Brian said that's the way you like it."

Olivia gave her a thin smile, "Yeah," she whispered, "thank you."

While Olivia was getting some food into her stomach, Brian and Nick were across the street at the floral store.

"NYPD," Nick said flashing his badge to the young woman behind the counter.

"What can I do for you?" the woman stuttered.

"Does this building have security cameras on the north side?"

The woman nodded, "Sure does."

"We need those tapes," Brian said getting hopeful.

"Sure," the woman said again. She reached next to the register and picked of the company telephone, dialing the number to the security room that was just upstairs. She explained the situation and the guy that maned the cameras brought down the tapes with the time frame they were looking for. They took the videos and headed across the street so Brian could check on Olivia before heading back to the precinct to watch the tapes.

"How's she doing, Ma?" Brian asked as he kissed his mother on the cheek.

"Not good," Joanna replied, "she's real upset. It's to be expected."

Brian nodded, "Nick is waiting in the car so I'm just going to check on her and I'll be leaving again. Are you sure you don't mind staying the night?"

"I don't mind," Joanna smiled, "you don't worry about me. Worry about finding your son." Brian nodded before taking off down the hallway and pushing the door open to his bedroom.

"Hey..." Brian said quietly as he slowly approached the bed.

Olivia rolled over so she was lying on her back and looked at Brian with her puffy eyes. "Hey..."

"Nick and I just got security tapes from across the street. We are headed back to the precinct now to watch them. I just wanted to check on your first."

If Olivia had any energy left at all she would have started a fight. She didn't want Brian worrying about her when their child was nowhere to be found. "Find him," she said in a soft whisper before rolling over the other way and burying her head into the pillow.

"I will. I promise, Liv. I love you."

"Love you too..."

Brian sighed before leaving the room and telling his mother bye, racing down the stairs and hopping into the car, telling Nick to step on.

"Y'okay?" Nick asked as they made the trip back to their second home.

"No," Brian said honestly, trying to keep up his tough macho act. "What if he's..."

"He's not," Nick assured him, "it's most likely someone wanting attention. We will watch the tapes and we'll get a look at what happened. We're going to get Cameron home safely."

"I don't know what I'll do if we can't find him..."

Aw. I really hope they find Cameron. Who would want to take him?