Twenty four hours had passed since Liesel had been ripped from her parents and savagely broken them both inside. Punk hadn't went home, slept or ate in the space of that time. In fact, he was still driving around, checking in on old warehouses, checking up on old familiar faces that he'd had run ins with in the past. Doing absolutely anything to try and find his daughter. He refused to do anything until she was back in his arms.

He'd dropped his father off who had joined him all night in searching for Liesel. He was very surprised, and in somewhat comforted that his father was actually helping him. It wasn't like him, and it made the situation a little less scarier, although it was traumatic still that his baby girl was somewhere out there with strangers. She was still so small and fragile. She needed her bottle at the right times, and she enjoyed falling asleep to he or AJ singing. She needed to be with them.

He hadn't contacted AJ in the time he was out searching, he didn't want to call her with disappointment that he hadn't found their daughter yet. He supposed he couldn't just expect her to pop up somewhere. The police were getting involved and helping, and some of the boys from the club were out asking around if anyone had seen a baby girl with anyone. Everyone was pulling together, but there seemed to be no end result, and he was worried sick.

AJ had actually spent the night in the police station with Paige, a girl who had been completely preyed on by Jack, unfairly preyed on. She was only eighteen, living with her sick mother in a run down apartment, balancing herself between three jobs, as well as going to college. It was wrong for her to use violence against her, but it just came out.

She hadn't got a chance to look at her phone all night and morning, but a part of her didn't want to. If Liesel had been found, she would have known about it by now. It was completely gut wrenching and terrifying knowing her baby was still out there with strangers.

"All done." Paige said, "I think they're still going to have to talk to Phil, but… I'm sure you both have plenty of other things to worry about." She said as AJ nodded, "Any word?" She asked politely. She thought it was shocking that their innocent baby daughter had been stolen from them. It was horrific, she couldn't imagine how either of them felt.

"No." AJ shook her head, "A part of me just wants to wake up from this nightmare." She admitted, "Did they say what they were gonna do about Jack?" AJ asked.

"No. They just said they'd have to question him, but they're dropping charges against Punk, which is all I want." She said, "I really am sorry."

"You don't have to keep saying it. You were harassed by Jack Brooks. What else were you supposed to do?" AJ said, walking out of the station with the young girl, "Thank you for doing the right thing. Punk really doesn't need all of this on top of what's going on with Liesel." AJ said as Paige nodded.

"I agree." Paige said, watching her called cab pull up outside the station where they stood, "I really hope you find her. If there's anything I can help you with, I work at Ed's diner every morning, you know… the one across from the park. You can find me there-"

"It's alright. A kid like you doesn't need to get involved with this. You've done your bit. I appreciate your concern, but there isn't even anything I can do to help." She said as Paige nodded.

"I'm sure Phil will find her." Paige nodded, not really sure what the right thing to say was, "Tell him I'm sorry. I never meant for any of this to happen. I hope he can get some justice against his dad." She said, getting into the cab as AJ watched, her arms folded as she watched the car drive away.

At least she could be thankful that they had dropped charges against Punk after Paige explained to the detective that she been pressured into faking this accusation. Being so young, and with Jack's track record, she got off luckily, but AJ knew Jack was certainly in for it, and she was still sure that Liesel's disappearing was his doing, she just wasn't one hundred percent sure of that yet.

"Any news?" Jack asked as Punk walked into his fathers house.

"No." Punk sighed, "Police have been out all night. The boys have been asking around if anyone had seen anything. Absolutely nothing." Punk said, "Wouldn't she be around here if she's being used as bate?" Punk shook his head. He assumed that's what this was. Someone who had an issue with him, was clearly using his daughter to get him to meet somewhere, but nothing seemed to be going that way.

"I don't know, son." Jack shook his head, "I'm gonna get back out there as soon as I shower. You should get some sleep. Go home and check on April. There's plenty of people out searching. You aren't alone." Jack smiled as Punk nodded with a sigh.

"I can't go home and face April. I told her I'd bring Liesel back with me. She'll fall apart." Punk predicted. He hadn't got AJ's voice mail last night that she had left. His phone had been abandoned in his car the full time he was searching around.

"You can't let this divide you both. You have to stick together." He said, "Now get going. Get some rest. I'll call you if anything comes up, ok?" Jack said as Punk nodded, trailing his limp self out of the house as Jack ran his hands through his hair, reaching for his phone as he looked at the latest text message.

Landed safe. Joe.

Punk got home, walking through the door to their house, trailing into the living room where AJ was lying up on the couch, fast asleep, still in her clothes from the previous night. It looked like she had fell asleep, not out of choice, as if she had just been beaten by exhaustion and collapsed on the couch, and he did not want to wake her when he was getting good rest.

Unfortunately for him, her ears had the hertz of a dog, and she immediately picked up on his movement, opening her eyes suddenly and looking up at him, no Liesel in hand, and still a worried pale face on him.

"Shh… don't wake." Punk shook his head, crouching down, "Get some sleep." He told her, but she sat up quickly, looking at him as he took a seat beside her on the couch.

"You don't have her?" AJ asked with a lump forming in her throat. A part of her believed that Punk was going to come through they doors with their baby girl in hand, ready for her to hug and never let go of.

"No." Punk shook his head, "But we're gonna keep looking. The police are doing all they can. Some boys from the club are out helping too. We have a lot of good people helping us." He told her, trying to make the situation just a little more lighter, if that was possible… of course it wasn't.

"Like your father?" She looked up at him.

"Well, yeah. He's being really good. He said he was gonna head out and look whilst he let me get some sleep. Not that I can even shut my eyes-"

"It was him who set you up." AJ said, "Didn't you get my voice message I left last night?" She asked.

"No. I wasn't really paying attention to my phone." Punk said, "What do you mean?" He asked.

"Paige came round last night in a right state. Came to apologise for stitching you up, said that it was your father who pressured her into it, bribed her with money. He collected the evidence, took a swab from the kitchen that night he walked in on us and gave it to her to make it look incredibly believable." She said as Punk just shook his head.

"My dad isn't that smart."

"Clearly." AJ nodded sarcastically, "They've dropped charges against you, but they still want to talk to you, and Jack now." AJ said.

"Wait… hold up." Punk said, "You're actually being serious? You think my dad stitched me up. You think he wanted me put in jail for God knows how many years?" Punk asked.

"I don't think. I know." AJ said, "Makes sense now actually-"

"He wouldn't do that." Punk shook his head, refusing to believe it, "He wouldn't do that." He shook his head.

"Well he did." AJ said, "And I think… he has something to do with-"

"Don't even say it." Punk stood up, "You just can't help it, can you?"

"Excuse me?" AJ looked up at him.

"You're always taking a jab at him any chance you get. Blaming him for everything that goes wrong." He shook his head, "He is out there right now, patrolling the damn streets trying to find Liesel. Why would he do that if he didn't care?"

"Phil. He is a monster." AJ spat, "He set you up. Ok, maybe he doesn't have anything to do with Liesel. But he stitched you up. You could have gone down for years. Life possibly." AJ said.

"And you believe Paige when she says this? She's a bit of a confused girl." Punk said.

"She was telling the truth." AJ said, "I could tell." AJ said.

"Well you know what? We can talk about it later. Right now I need all the people I can get, out there looking for Liesel. He knows what he's doing. He's really trying." Punk said.

"So you're just going to ignore the fact that he set you up for raping a teenage girl-"

"Incase you haven't noticed, our daughter is missing!" Punk shouted, "Our seven week old daughter."

"I've noticed!" AJ yelled, "Don't you worry." She spat.

"Then you'll realise that we have to focus on that. Because I am not resting. I am not shutting my eyes. I am not doing anything, until she is back here." He said, "And I am not starting a war with my father when he is helping me." He said.

"You're just letting him walk all over you." AJ shook her head as Punk glared at her.

"I don't even want to talk to you if you're gonna be like this." Punk shook his head, "We should be sticking together."

"Be like what?" AJ spat, "My daughter is missing! She is out there with strangers. She doesn't have her mommy or daddy to keep her safe. She could be crying. She could be in pain. She could be half way across the world, and we don't know!" She shouted.

"Don't you think I know that? I'm trying my best! I'm scared too, you know. And I don't… I don't know what to do or say to you that will make it ok, because nothing can make us losing her ok. Ever."

"Just get her back." AJ cried, drying her tears at first but eventually just letting them go, "Just get me back my baby." She cried as Punk swallowed the lump in his throat, pulling her into him tightly as she sobbed into him painfully. He hated this. He hated what this was doing to them. This was messing with people's lives big time. They couldn't be at each other's throats. His father was right, they had to stick together.

He wasn't sure what he made about the situation with Paige and his newly introduced father to the case, but quite frankly he didn't care. He was glad they had dropped his charges, but all he could think about was getting his daughter back to safety. There was nothing else he cared about more.