Zoe opened the door to the station, wondering where everyone was. She knew where Nick and PJ were, and hopefully they would be still conscious when she got back to PJ's later that night (they were staying there for the next few days or so), but as for the rest of the mob, well, it seemed that the station was deserted. Hearing a slight murmur, Zoe revised her last decision. The blinds to Tom's office were closed, but Zoe was fairly sure that was where the voices were coming from.

"Tom?" Zoe knocked gently.

"Come in Zoe, actually, Zoe, you're just the person. I need to – it's – "

"Tom? Are you ok?" Zoe asked, seeing confusion, desperation and a smattering of hope chase each other across Tom's emotionally open face.

"I'm, hang on, how's PJ? I take it you and Nick found him," Tom said, his eyes locking in on Zoe.

"He's fine. He – Tom, he was so upset, but Nick talked to him, and he's ok. He and Nick are having a lad's night at the moment – which is why I'm here. That and the fact that I thought you might like to know what happened"

"He's ok?" Tom pressed.

"He'll be ok. He loved Maggie, and he misses her, but he'll be ok." Zoe said gently, making sure Tom really understood.

Tom sighed, and Zoe's eyes flickered to the woman who sat on the other side of Tom's desk, and the young man who was contentedly colouring in. As her eyebrows raised slightly, Tom looked over at her.

"Sorry Zoe, ah, this is Kay, Kay De Vandoorn and her son Luka. Kay, Luka, this is a friend of mine, Dr. Zoe Schultz. Her husband Nick, he used to be a sergeant here a few years ago, and Zoe was one of our doctors. Kay, ah – " Tom stopped, unable to voice the emotions that had been coursing through him since he'd seen Luka's photograph.

"Tom?" Zoe began, her eyes darting between Tom and Kay.

"I – well, it's just that – " Tom tried again.

Kay stepped in, seeing Tom's consternation.

"Zoe, I take it you knew Maggie Doyle?" she asked.

Zoe sat down, smiling at Luka as he gazed up at her from his position on the floor. "Zoe" he said in his deep voice. "Zooooooooo-eeeeeee". He smiled, nodding, as if he liked the sound of her name.

Zoe grinned at him, before turning back to Tom and Kay.

"Sorry, ah, yes, yes I knew Maggie," she said, "Why?"

Kay said nothing, simply handing Zoe a photograph. Zoe studied it carefully, before turning to Tom. "Who are they, Tom? I didn't know Maggie had any kids? "

Kay glanced over at Tom, before looking back to Zoe. "That's not Maggie, at least, I don't think if is. That's a friend of ours, Mel. Mel Draper."

Zoe squinted down at the picture, really looking at it. "Are you sure? I mean, it really looks like Maggie," she said, her voice dying away as she looked up at Tom. "Tom, what – "

"This Mel, she – she ah – " he tried.

"She arrived up near us about two years ago. She'd been in a car crash, and in a coma for nine days. She has amnesia, and the only stuff she has remembered has been stuff that the doctors told her. Stuff they thought she needed to know, like her name and her husband's name." Kay said. "I – I'm not sure, but, well that photo of Maggie – "

"Melly" Luka's voice interrupted again, and he knelt up across the desk, placing his photo next to the one of the Mt Thomas mob. "Melly – " he pointed to his picture, " and Melly" he pointed to the other picture. "Same"

"It – well, they DO look similar, but – " Zoe said

"Same!!" Luka insisted, standing up and grabbing Zoe's hand. Zoe started slightly at the sudden movement, but stood up with him. "Show you!"

"Luka, sweetheart," Kay said, gently dis-entangling Zoe from her insistent son. "Luka, they can't – "

"Come see Melly. See the same!" Luka insisted, beginning to pull Zoe to the door.

"Son," Tom stood, stopping as Zoe glanced over at him and shook her head slightly.

"Luka," Zoe said gently, taking her hand from his. "Luka, your Mel and our Maggie, they do look the same, you're right. They do look the same. " she smiled at him. "Luka, come and sit down, come and tell me about your Melly" and with a look at Kay, who nodded, she led Luka out into the station and they sat down at one of the desks.

Left behind in the office, Kay watched her son and Zoe. "I'm sorry Tom, he's so sure that your picture is Mel. He's not usually this forward with strangers, but he loves Mel. He adores her, and her boys, and he won't hear a word against her."

"I can understand that, we feel the same way about Maggie. She – well, we all loved her. Especially PJ," he sighed, before turning his gaze towards Kay. "Listen, I – well, I'm not one for – but – Kay, what if this IS Maggie? " he finally voiced the idea – the fear – that had been inching its way through his mind for the past hour.

"Tom – I don't know. They – they look the same, they have the same spark in their eyes, and well, the times fit, but – Tom, what if it isn't? What if they're not the same person at all? And, really, think about it, your Maggie is dead. She's dead, Tom. And Mel, she – "

"Kay, I KNOW that, but – Kay, what if it IS her? What it it's Maggie?" Tom's hopes were beginning to soar. "It sounds far fetched, and impossible, but – I can't – if – Kay, if there's the smallest chance – "

"Tom!" Kay had to stop him. "Tom, think about it. You can't get your hopes up. It'll kill you if it isn't her, and what about PJ? How will he feel?"

"PJ doesn't need to know yet. He doesn't need to know. We could – you and me, and Luka – and – and Zoe! We could fly up, and we could meet this Mel of yours and – Kay, it might be her. I have to know, I have to know one way or the other." Tom said coming round to stand in front of Kay. "Please?"

Kay was silent for a while, her gaze flitting between the man in front of her and her son out in the office with Zoe. "Tom, I don't want you to get your hopes up. It's - Tom, it's so far fetched, it can't be real. It – "

"I have to know." Tom said with finality in his voice. "I just – I have to know Kay."

Kay sighed. "Ok"

Tom gave a ghost of a smile, and walked out into the main office. "Zoe, how'd you feel about a little trip to Kay's house?"

"We're going to see Melly? " Luka's face lit up at the thought.

Zoe looked askance at Tom, knowing that there was only one way forward. This Mel, Maggie's twin, they needed to see her, to prove it to themselves one way or another, and it seemed that there was only one way to do it.

"We're going to see Melly." She said softly, praying inwardly that they were doing the right thing.