A/N: I'm so sorry it's been so long since I've updated. I had a lot of health issues to deal with and then last June I was diagnosed with MS. So I've been busy dealing with things. Enough about me. Hope you enjoy this chapter. I'm hoping to be updating a lot more now.

Ally had woken up a week later. The doctors had put her into an induced coma because the head trauma she endured required surgery to fix the brain bleed. She had given her statement to the police and worked with a sketch artist to draw up a picture of the woman who had taken Lucas.

Pete and Addison both identified the woman as Pete's ex-wife and Lucas birth mother Violet Turner. This matched the first name that Ally had given the police. But other than that little progress in the case was made, it had been three weeks since Pete and Addison had seen their little boy.

(This is 3 Weeks after Violet took Lucas.)

Pete and Addison were trying to get back into their daily routines but their lives' were empty. Addison kept blaming herself and Pete.

If he hadn't made me go out Lucas would still be here with us not out in the world somewhere missing, Addison thought to herself. Tears surfaced in her eyes, a few escaped. She tried blinking them back but couldn't.

She made her up the stairs before Pete could see her but instead of going into their room, Addison found herself on Lucas' floor clutching his favorite blanket and stuffed puppy.

Pete turned around to pour Addison some tea, when he realized she had slipped out of the kitchen. He went upstairs to look for her. He noticed the cracked door to their son's room and sobs coming from within. Pete opened the door a little more then stepped inside; he sat down behind Addison and pulled her into his arms.

"Shh, Baby it's going to be okay," Pete reassured Addison trying to sooth her.

"It's not going to be okay, Pete it's been 3 weeks. I shouldn't have left him alone; it's all of my fault. We missed his first birthday, we will never get that back Pete and he is out there alone with her. She doesn't know his favorite night time song; she doesn't know that he is scared of the dark. He doesn't have his puppy or his blanket. Pete, he has never been away from one of us for more than a night," Addison sobbed.

"I promise you, we will find him. He will be okay Violet wouldn't do anything to hurt her son," Pete said.

"Lucas is not hers, how could you say that. She left him and you. She signed her rights away. I'm legally his mother; his birth certificate says I'm his mother! Pete, I miss him so much," cried Addison.

"I know Addie, you are his mother. I don't know what I was thinking," Pete said as he laid down on the floor pulling Addison back with him.

Pete rubbed her back and placed a kiss on her head as Addison clung to him with their son's blanket and puppy between them as she cried herself back to sleep.

Addison woke a few hours later in Pete's arms but they weren't in their bed, they were on the floor in Lucas's nursery. Pete watched as tears formed in Addison's eyes once again.

"Baby, I promise you we are going to find him," Pete said as he wiped away her tears.

"Yeah, someday he will be home."

"It's almost twelve what do you say we get up and grab some lunch? Then we can head to the doctors for your check up?"

"Pete, I don't know if I can do this."

"Do what? Have lunch…go for your check up?"

"No, have this baby."

"Addie, what are you saying?"

"Pete, I can't replace our son with another baby. I'm having this baby but I think it might destroy me in the process."

"I promise you everything will be okay. We will make it through this."

Another month passed by, the cops had no leads. Addison hadn't visited Lucas' room since that morning 4 weeks ago but Addison and Pete's relationship was stronger than ever. She knew that they were in this together and he didn't blame her.

Addison's pregnancy was progressing as it should be and they baby was the right size for 7 months and 3 weeks. Addison felt Pete's grip tighten around her and she knew that he was waking up.

"How long have you been up for," Pete asked.

"Only 10 minutes or so, we are going to put the baby's crib and dresser together today right? I washed all his clothes last night so they are ready to be put away" Addison said.

"Of course babe, I'm glad we both took the day off to spend together to work on the baby's room."

"Me too. Do you think it's wrong to move the baby's stuff into the nursery? I know we aren't replacing Lucas but I don't want him to come home to a different room."

"Addie, we need to move on a little. We can step up the toddler bed and Lucas' big boy furniture in the room we planned to move him into. We already painted that room for him already. So we'll just put his furniture together and set his room up. Then we will do the baby's room."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah sweetie, it will be fine."

Pete and Addison had breakfast then got started on painting Lucas' room. Pete was so happy to see Addie letting her guard down and he was so happy to see her smiling all covered in paint. God he had missed that smile.

"What did I do why are you stareing at me like that," Addison asked.

"You didn't do anything you're just so beautiful and I missed your smile, I love you Addie."

"I love you too Pete."

Once they finished up painting Lucas' room they went to nursery to paint. Once they were done they started on building furniture for both of the boy's rooms. They were having their first good day since Lucas was taken from them. Little did they know that their lives would soon be changing again.

Down at St. Ambrose Hospital the doctors were about to be dealing with a very delicate trauma accident.

"Cooper…?"

"Hey Charlotte, where are you I thought we were going out to dinner tonight?"

"Coop, I need you to come down to the hospital. There was a five car pile-up, among the victims is a little boy estimated age is a little over a year old. We could really use your help."

"I'll be right there."

Cooper rushed down to the hospital's ER.

"Dr. King, what do we have?"

"Possibly broken bones, we really aren't sure. He is covered in blood we aren't sure if it's his or not. He is unresponsive. Coop, that's not all," Charlotte said as she stepped to the side finally revealing the little boy on the bed.

"Oh my God, Charlotte is that?"

"Yeah, I think so. I contacted the police, Pete and Addison will be notified."

Pete and Addison were enjoying a nice relaxing evening on the couch all snuggled up watching a movie when the doorbell rang.

"I'll get it," Pete said.

Come on in officer let me get my fiancé, Addison heard Pete say. She got up and made her way to the front of the house. She saw the police officer standing in their foyer.

"Oh god, please tell me he is okay," Addison sobbed dropping to the floor.

A/N: Please don't kill me for the cliffhanger. Chapter Nine is being written as you read this. Let me know if you all are still interested in this story. That's for sticking with me.

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