Catherine was standing on a chair and touched the ceiling fan's still blades. "Nick! Grab the fingerprint kit!"

Nick darted for it and lifted the tools for Catherine. The others were processing the rest of Greg's nearly spotless house. "What's up?"

"There's a bloody smudge up here. I'm sure there's been hands up here." She began to dust the top of the fan.

Nick raised an eyebrow. "You saw that from way down here?"

Catherine moved the blades a little to one side and a dark red splash was visible. "No, I saw that."

"Someone got their fingers caught, huh?"

"I think Greg leaves this on all night and day," Catherine commented. "I mean, look at the switch by the door. It's completely covered in dust."

Nick was turning to look at it when he noticed something under the bed. He slowly lowered himself to that level and stopped. "Catherine!" He grabbed his radio. "This is dispatch, I'm going to need an ambulance at this current location!"

Catherine jumped down and her eyes widened.

A little girl was under the bed, her body was motionless, but there was a small breath once in a while.

Nick grabbed her arm and slid her out from under the bed. There was a bruise on her right cheek and arm. But it was her eyes that made the duo gasp in shock.

They moved to look at the two strangers and then closed. After a few seconds they opened again and looked in the direction her head was turned. It was like a cantos-state on her. She didn't seem to care that Nick started to lift her, or that Catherine was trying to get her attention.

Nick rushed passed Langston and Sara as the ambulance pulled up. He handed her over to the paramedics, who, to Nick's horror, announced the girl to be paralyzed. She held her eyes closed again as they checked her heart and loaded her into the ambulance. Nick slammed the doors shut for the paramedics and hit the door twice.

He turned to Catherine. "Greg never said he had a daughter or a kid in his house."

"And she doesn't show up on his wall of photos."

Langston came up to them. "Here. This might be your reason." He showed them the photo frame with it's digital photos.

It had stopped on a photo of Greg and a girl at some kind of birthday party. The girl was wearing a crown that said "Birthday Princess" and Greg looked like he had confetti trapped in his hair's spikes.

"They know each other," Nick said, taking the frame. He'd never known Greg in his "natural environment", let alone who he knew and didn't outside of work. Nick felt a sinking feeling that Greg's disappearance and this girl had something in common. Some connection.

-Langston-

The girl stirred and Langston sat forward in his chair.

At first, she looked around and then closed her eyes again.

"Hi, how're you feeling?" he asked, touching her hand. He didn't feel it twitch or even move.

She shook her head, her eyes sealed shut with tears. She suddenly coughed and the nurse, who'd been standing by the bed grabbed a oxygen mask and covered the girl's face as she choked for air.

"Just as we thought," the nurse hissed. He turned to the door. "Doctor! Send in the doctor! This girl's been paralyzed!"

There was an immediate response.

Langston quickly moved out of the way. Something was serious about the way they treated her. When they took her away, to the observation room, Langston looked at the male nurse who'd shouted. "Paralysis isn't easy to happen. Do you know what caused it?"

"We think it's a toxin in her blood. If not that, there's something obscuring her spine." The nurse sighed and looked at Langston. "Wasn't she with Sanders?"

Langston raised an eyebrow. "You know Greg Sanders?"

"Well, yeah. He's usually the one who brings her in for injuries like these. I mean, Sanders is sometimes wearing a vest from work. He's a very kind man." The nurse smiled and patted Langston on the shoulder as he passed to the door. "Sanders cares greatly for that woman."

"Woman?"

"She's got a form of Peter Pan Syndrome, that's all. She's almost nineteen." The nurse smiled at Langston, a devious smile that hid something. "She seems to be the only one who knows Sanders inside and out. It would appear that you wouldn't know much about her. Not surprising. Sanders has secrets he doesn't share with anyone but little Melissa."