Punk and AJ wound up falling asleep on the couch through no fault of their own. They were both exhausted and it felt less painful to sleep. To fall off in a land of dreams where there was no knowledge of their missing baby girl. But soon, they would be woken, and they would have to go back out there and face the world.

Punk woke up when he heard the door go. He looked at the clock and seen it was nearly evening, standing up without wakening AJ and walking out into the hallway, opening the door and seeing his father standing with the baby grow Liesel was wearing when she was taken.

"The police found this." Jack said, hesitantly passing it over to Punk who grabbed it, examining it and looking back to his father.

"Where?" Punk shook his head.

"Outside the airport." Jack said, "I'm really sorry, son." Jack sighed as Punk looked at the baby grow, trying not to spill tears in front of his father, but this was pretty self explanatory. Liesel could have been anywhere. If she was at an airport, she really could have been anywhere in the world, and that sickened Punk. A part of him thought he'd find her in an abandoned warehouse around Chicago, but it obviously wasn't the case.

"Can't they see who boarded flights yesterday? She would have had to have a boarding pass." Punk said, quickly discarding a tear from his face that he shed whilst looking at the baby grow.

"The police are working on it." Jack said, "It's up to them now." Jack sighed, "Will you be ok?"

"What if we never see her again?" Punk asked with a forming lump in his throat.

"The police are doing everything they can." Jack said, "Just have faith and hope." He suggested.

"What's going on?" AJ asked, creeping out from the living room and to the doorway where Punk and Jack were standing, her eyes latching on to the baby grow Punk was holding, the baby grow she had put her daughter in before she was taken, "Is that..." She pointed as Punk nodded, watching her snatch it from him, her lip quivering.

"It was found outside the airport." Punk told her. He couldn't lie to her to make everything ok. She had to know what was going on.

"No..." AJ whispered, clutching the baby grow to her chest, "No, not my baby." She cried, leaning against the wall, "She has to be found… please find her." She cried recklessly.

"The police are doing everything they can." Punk said, "They might be able to find out where she's heading, and then they'll take it from there." Punk said, trying to act calm, "Go back inside, I'll be in soon." He told her as she walked away crying, holding the baby grow tightly.

"Just make sure she's alright." Jack patted Punk's shoulder comfortingly, about to walk away when Punk grabbed him back by his coat.

"Did you set me up?" Punk spat as Jack's guilty eyes looked into his.

"What are you talking about?" Jack shook his head.

"Did you pressure Paige into going to the cops and telling them I raped her?" He spat, "Because if you did, you can forget about me working with you again, you can forget everything." Punk said, "And the only reason I'm not punching your God damn teeth down your throat, is because you're helping me with Liesel, and you're actually here showing your concern, for once. So I don't know what possessed you to go stitch me up, but when my girl is found, you better have a damn good explanation ready for me." Punk spat as Jack swallowed, "Now get the hell out of here." He let go of the grip on him, watching his father nod and stumble away down the steps, being shut out by the banged closed door as Punk walked back into the living room, looking on at AJ crying painfully into the baby grow.

"C'mon… it's alright." Punk sighed, sitting down next to her and wrapping his arm around her. The worst thing that he could ever possibly see, was his fiance or daughter in an upset pain. It was why he was so terrified of Liesel growing up and going into the world. But now he was just left with a missing daughter and a broken fiance. It couldn't get any worse.

"It's not alright." AJ shook her head, "She… she could be anywhere." AJ cried, "What if something has happened to her, Phil?" AJ looked up at her fiance for guidance. He always knew what to do, but he looked just as shocked and terrified as she did, and that scared her even more.

"We can't keep saying what if, it's not going to help us. We just have to believe that she is ok out there. There has to be some sort of reason why she's been taken from us. No one would just steal her and hurt her-"

"But you know bad people. What if… what if they have-"

"If those people have an issue with me, then they will have taken her, to lead her to me. They won't have hurt her." Punk said, "But we don't know anything. We just have to keep her heads up and hope that she is ok, and the police manage to track her down." Punk said, "Ok?" He said as her lip just quivered and her head collapsed on his shoulder, the living room filled with her painful cries. He couldn't say anything to help her. He couldn't say anything to help himself. They were desperately in need for their baby girl to be returned. Neither would rest until she was back in their arms. It was a parent's worst nightmare.

Meanwhile Jack had got back to Invictus, waiting outside the club before going in, having just got off the phone with Joe who had arrived safe in Russia with Liesel, and had found the orphanage that Jack had made contact with. As far as Jack was concerned, Liesel was now on the market with no Brooks to her names, hopefully in the midst of getting a new home soon, never to be found.

After off the phone call with Joe, Jack had made another phone call to another worker.

"Yeah, it's Jack." Jack nodded, "Bring me that Paige girl. I have to have a little chat with her.

One month later…

One month had passed by since Liesel had been taken from Punk and AJ. The month felt like three years had passed. Each day was completely exhausting and tiring. There was no reason for living it seemed like. Their happy family atmosphere that used to be around the house was no more.

AJ couldn't possibly go to work. She couldn't dance if she tried. Dancing was always a way for her to express her love and passion, but she had absolutely no love or passion going for her. She'd let all her students know that the studio was shutting until further notice, but would be opened soon. She really had other things to be worrying about.

She spent her days by the phone, barely eating or sleeping, despite Punks attempt to help her fall asleep or eat. She just didn't have energy to do anything. She was surprised she had even lasted this long.

Punk felt the exact same on the inside, but was trying his hardest not to show it. He couldn't believe that in a month there had been no news what so ever on their baby girl. Was she really lost forever? He would never accept that. She has to be returned to them, she was their baby girl, she held them together at this point.

He hadn't spoke to his father besides when he would come round to drop some things off for him like cooked dinners and supply of money that Punk had no choice to take. Neither of them were making money, but he guessed they didn't really care.

The worst of it all was waking up during the night and finding AJ in Liesel's room, sitting on the floor with some of her cuddly toys, no tears left to cry but just pain written all over her face. She wasn't dealing with it well at all. He was afraid she'd just lose it completely soon.

Elise had been coming round every night to try and keep them both busy, but it was like talking to a brick wall when talking to AJ, she shut everyone out, and barely even spoke to Punk now.

"There's still some leftovers in the fridge from last nights dinner." Punk creeped into the living room where AJ was sitting on the couch, resting her head on her hand as she looked at the TV, not even paying attention to it, "Or we can just order in." He suggested as she just shrugged with no response, "You gotta talk to me, April."

"I don't care what we do for dinner." AJ said, "I'm not hungry."

"You haven't been hungry for a month. You look like a skeleton. You gotta eat." He said as she looked up at him.

"Then force it down me." She looked across at him, emotionless. Not that she was taking it out on him, she wasn't in the best of moods with anyone. She just wanted the world to go away. She wanted to talk to no one, and do nothing.

"I'm just trying to help you." Punk said, "The police are still out there looking. We shouldn't give up."

"I'm not giving up." AJ said, "I'd just rather not pretend that nothing has happened like you keep doing." She said.

"We're just gonna crazy if we don't." Punk said, "You don't have to shut everyone out, April." He leaned against the door.

"It's easier." She said.

"I know it's easier, baby." Punk nodded, "You don't think I'd rather sit there all day and not talk to anyone?" He asked her, "Some days I just want to stay in bed all day. But I get up, because I know I have to be there for you, and we have to get through this." He said.

"She's been missing for a month now." AJ said, "They would have found her already." She shook her head.

"You aren't helping yourself." Punk told her as she glared at him.

"I don't want to help myself. Just leave me alone, Phil." She shook her head as Punk nodded, backing away from the living room and heading out of the house, not sure where to go, but knowing he had to get out.

"What are we gonna do?" Elise asked Dean as she came downstairs from putting Toni to sleep. She had also found it hard coming to terms with her niece being taken. She couldn't imagine how her brother or AJ felt, and she wasn't surprised that they were both not dealing with things very well. It had been a month and there was no word, it wasn't looking all that good.

"I wouldn't tell them just now." Dean shook his head, "Too much is going on. I mean, you seen AJ yesterday. She didn't say a word." Dean said, recalling back to them going over to see Punk and AJ, and AJ just sitting on the chair staring into another world, "And it may be a touchy subject."

"We can't tiptoe around them forever." Elise said, collapsing down beside him on the couch, "I just can't stop thinking about them." She sighed. She didn't know what to say or do to help AJ and Punk. She was just so sorry for them both, and couldn't stop thinking about her missing niece.

"I believe they'll find her." Dean said, "Punk won't give up."

"I think he already has." Elise admitted, "I've never seen him so tired or upset before." She admitted, "I can't tell him I'm having another baby when his as been taken." She shook her head, resting her head on Dean's shoulder.

"Then we just keep it to ourselves for just now." He told her, "We doing it right this time." He smiled, placing his hand over her stomach as she smiled to herself.

"Yeah, we are." Elise smiled, pressing a soft kiss on his lips.

AJ assumed that Punk had gone out with Sami or Dean, or that he'd just gone to the gym or something to get away from her depressing self. Either way, she was headed to bed to lie down and stare at the ceiling until her eyes couldn't take it anymore.

She felt completely drained and helpless with every day that dragged by, and oh how she knew Punk was trying his hardest, and how she loved him so much for it, but she just couldn't handle it, she couldn't fake a smile over something so serious. Over her baby girl being out there for a month now, god knows where with god knows who.

She was lying down on her side of the bed. Their bed that had been home to nothing but tears for the past month. She could barely even accept a kiss from Punk at this point. Their intimacy was gone. They both couldn't put their mind to that place to be intimate, when all they could think about was their precious daughter.

She lay silently, nothing but the clock ticking echoing her room, when the doorbell rang.

She wasn't one to answer, but at the point in her life, it easily could have been police with good news. Or it possibly could be Punk who had just forgotten his keys. She knew she had to answer regardless and got out of bed to trail downstairs.

She got to the door and unlocked it, undoing the chain and opening it up as she caught a horrifyingly beaten Paige in her arms. Her blood soaked onto her as her breathing was heavy and sharp, as if she had ran here. She looked down at the young girl, holding her up on her weak legs.

"Please help me."