A/N: Sorry guys, all the above excuses apply. Got diagnosed with one more complication from diabetes and just trying to deal with it. The crap show hasn't helped any then found out Billy was leaving. It didn't help my motivation to finish this one. The crap show did such a lousy job of writing him an exit story I decided to write one myself and wrote some ideas but decided I better get this one finished or you guys would refuse to read the next one.

Chapter 21

Dawn looked at the older woman that had come into her room with a little bit of shock. She looked like this woman. She couldn't be her mother. Her father told her that her mother had died when she was young of breast cancer.

Dawn watched as the woman walked closer to her and reached out her hand as if to touch her face.

"My baby," Monica moaned. "I'm sorry. I said I wanted to be the one to come tell you what was going on and all I want to do is hug you and never let you go. I thought you were dead all these years but here you are."

Dawn moved away from Monica's hand. Then she said angrily, "Are you accusing my Dad of taking me away from you. I will never believe that."

"Oh, no, honey," Monica quickly told her. "Alan wasn't responsible for any of this. He is just as much a victim as you are. I found out he was still alive at the same time as I found out about you. Just a few minutes ago."

Monica could feel her legs about to give out when she felt Drew's arms around her as he caught her before she fell to the floor.

"Mom," Drew exclaimed. "I knew I should have come in with you." Drew laid her on the bed.

"Drew, I'm all right." Monica reassured him.

Dawn looked from one to the other, witnessing the strong bond between the two. She was a little jealous to be truthful. She was close with Alan, but he really focused more on Emily going as far back as she could remember.

"Hello, Dawn," Drew said. "I am your brother Drew."

"How can this be?" Dawn asked them. "Dad said you died of breast cancer when I was a little girl then he adopted Emily after her mother died of breast cancer and she didn't have any family to take care of her."

"I did have breast cancer years ago," Monica explained to her. "But I didn't die from it. Emily's mother, Paige wasn't so lucky. Alan and I adopted her after Paige died."

"Why don't I remember any of that?" Dawn asked her in shock.

"You were supposedly murdered several years before that." Monica tried to explain. "but apparently you were kidnapped, and your memories were erased. If it is the last thing I do, I am going to find out why and who targeted all Alan and my children in this diabolical plan."

"All of your children?" Dawn asked. "I can't deal with this right now. I need to know what is going on with Alan and Emily. I was helping Dad by taking vitals of Emily and some of the other patients."

"Let me talk with Ellie," Drew told Dawn. "I will find out if you can resume helping Alan. You will want to have a meeting with Ellie about restoring your memories if you are interested. She is restoring mine and I know she can help you with yours."

"Right now, I just want to help Dad, Emily and the other patients." Dawn told him.

"Let's go down the hall and see if our other two brothers remember you," Drew told her. "They were away at boarding school when you disappeared, but they may still remember you. While we are doing that I will find out where Alan and Emily are located."

A.J. didn't remember Dawn because he didn't have all his memories back yet but oddly Jason did remember Dawn. It was actually one of the memories he had lost after the head on collision with the tree. He remembered coming home for Christmas from boarding school and meeting Dawn. He had been excited to have an older sister.

Ellie came in to check on Jason and try to get everyone out of the room to allow him to rest but he seemed excited to see Dawn again.

Everyone in the room was excited Jason had gotten a childhood memory except for Dawn, Ellie noticed.

"Dawn," Ellie said to her. "I will take you down to Alan and Emily. Emily still hasn't shown any signs of waking up yet, but her vitals are good. All indications show she will wake up when she is completely healed."

"Can you tell me what her original injury was?" Dawn asked her. "They never told me. I was told to check vitals and change out IVs. I wasn't allowed to see their original files. Emily's was the only one with a name on it."

"She was strangled." Jason said with sadness and self-loathing. "I was there, and I couldn't even save her."

"Are you sure that was you?" A.J. asked. "This is getting confusing when trying to determine who did what."

"Let's not think about that now," Suggested Drew. "I need to go check on Sam and the kids where they have the school set up and I am sure that Jason is ready for some peace and quiet. It's been a crazy day."

"Dawn," Jason said a little timidly. "Once you get settle and check on Alan and Emily you can come back and visit with me if you want."

"I think I will do that." Dawn told him. "I will give you an update and let you know how Dad took the news of this craziness."

Nursery/School room

"Good," Drew said as he entered the school room, seeing Chuck. "You are still here. When can you fill me in on our next steps?"

"I created a summary and put it on the server." Chuck told him as he sat in a rocker feeding his baby son. He was an older infant, but Chuck and Sarah like to still hold him while he took his bottle. "I think we should spend as much time with our families as possible right now. Get some reunions out of the way. Mainly we are in a holding until we get some more recruits here."

Drew walked to Scout, who was standing up in a crib stretching to him when she saw him come into the room. He picked her up and went to a nearby rocking chair and sat down with her.

"Can I ask you something?" Chuck asked Drew quietly as he looked across the room at their wives with their older children.

"Sure," Drew answered after looking over at their wives as well.

"I am relapsing," Chuck began. "I know I am. I just can't help it."

"It would help if you told me what you were talking about." Drew told him.

"One of the people coming in to help us out," Chuck started with distain. "Is Cole Barker. He is a former MI6 agent from England. He is going to be here at the end of the week."

"Still not seeing a problem so far," Drew told him.

He looked over at Sarah before whispering, "Him and Sarah flirted at having a relationship a couple of years before we got together. I really hated both of them for it. It doesn't help that he looks like a God either."

"Listen Chuck," Drew almost rolled his eyes at Chuck but thought better of it. "I may not remember everything, but I remember even before you two were together you loved each other. Even though you both refused to admit it."

"If it is bothering you so much talk to her about it." Drew encouraged. "You know you are going to get a lecture from Casey if you leave this unresolved. If he gets in a gun fight, he doesn't want to have to deal with you and Sarah's lady feelings at the same time. I think he had enough of that for the first three years you guys worked together."

"He has his own lady feelings to work through." Chuck told him as he pointed his head toward the other cribs with two sleeping babies in them. "This case has gotten uncomfortably personal for everyone."

"They came after my siblings, me and my parents," Drew said darkly. "Other than going after Sam and my children it doesn't get more personal than that. I don't plan on giving them the chance."

Chuck just nodded in agreement as they both saw Monica come into the room. She looked shaky so he put Scout on the playmat on the floor and walked up to her.

"Are you alright?" Drew asked her.

"I just came from seeing your father and Emily." Monica said weakly as she grabbed ahold of Drew's arm. "He was so shaken from seeing me alive he passed out. Luckily, Devon and Casey were near by and were able to help A.J. get him into a bed."

"It looks like you could use being in a bed yourself." Drew told her. "I think we have all had too many shocks lately and most of them have been today. Why don't we get Ellie to find a place for you to rest? We are just hanging out with the kids and relaxing for now."

"I think I will go hang out with my grandson for a little while." Monica countered. "He can usually calm my spirit."

Drew watch Monica walk across the room, a little steadier on her feet as she headed to Danny and Sam. Then he watched Chuck put little Stephen in a crib for his afternoon nap. His family had grown exponentially over the last year and he knew they had to keep everyone safe. They each had too much to lose now.

"We have to make sure we don't miss anyone this time," Chuck said to him like he had read Drew's mind. "We made the mistake of thinking we had damaged them enough were they wouldn't be a danger anymore, but we were wrong. We can't be wrong again."

"I couldn't agree more." Drew said to Chuck.

Los Angeles

"Is it safe for us to meet here?" Felicia asked Frisco.

"It's safe enough." Frisco told her. "I have people around. We are waiting for Nathan and Maxie to get here before we go in."

"Why are they coming?" Mac asked with impatience. "Why are we here?"

"I will show you when Maxie and Nathan get here." Frisco told him. "Maxie wouldn't forgive me if I didn't include her in this meeting."

Frisco saw the black SUV containing Maxie and Nathan with their guards pull into the parking lot. He pulled out a tablet and pulled up the information he had to show them.

As soon as Maxie and Nathan got out of the SUV she looked directly at Frisco and asked, "Why did I have to leave my children with WSB agents and come to this restaurant?"

He looked at all of them. He could feel their impatience, but he was still hesitant to even tell them about her.

He showed them the photo he had pulled up on the tablet. "We are here to see her."

They all gasped at the same time after seeing a photo of Georgie.

"We have to make a decision," Frisco said before any of them could say anything. "Do we really want to disturb the life she has now with telling her the truth of who she really is, or do we just meet her and see how she is then leave her alone?"

"Of course, we tell her who she really is!" Maxie insisted.

"Who does she think she is and how did she get here?" Felicia demanded.

"I am not sure how long she has been here yet, but she thinks her name is Lindze Letherman." Frisco told them. "She is a chef at this restaurant. I don't know what their purpose was in taking her and putting her here."

"Maybe it was another opportunity to experiment on someone." Mac suggested. He was having a hard time processing seeing photos of his little girl alive.

"Maybe," Frisco said. "We have not been able to find her case documented in any of the journals we have found. I only found out about her because Dillion called and said he saw her."

"Why did he call you?" Maxie demanded. "How did he call you?"

"The usual way," Frisco said sarcastically. "He looked me up on the internet. It's not like I have been in hiding over the years."

"I am ready to go see my sister." Maxie said sharply before she attempted to stomp toward the entrance of the restaurant.

Nathan pulled her back. "Please, wait Maxie."

"What?" Maxie insisted. "Why should we wait?"

"You need to weigh what you are going to say to her and how that will forever change the life she has now." Nathan told her gently. "Right now, you are thinking about your feelings. You need to consider hers."

"It is troubling to me how far back her identity goes back." Frisco told them as he handed the tablet to Mac. "The cover is so good someone inside the government was responsible for creating it. I am starting to believe Sarah and Chuck about how far the Ring was and possible still is inside the government."

"This indicates they have people or did have people inside the U.S. Marshalls." Mac said as he handed the tablet to Felicia.

"How did they get baby pictures of her?" Felicia asked with surprise as she scanned the photos. "They even have photos of her with a couple that she couldn't have known when she was a teenager."

"Photoshop is a wonderful product especially for the bad guys." Frisco told her. "I am willing to bet they got in and took copies of the photos you guys have and replaced the faces."

"Are we done discussing this?" Maxie demanded. "I want to go in and see my sister."

"We go in and order lunch," Frisco sighed his frustration. "After we are done eating, we ask to see the chef and see if she will come out to the table."

"Maxie," Felicia said calmly hoping to calm Maxie down. "I do agree with Frisco and Nathan. We must tread lightly when we see her. I don't think it would be fair to her to upend the life she has now just to make us feel better."

"Ok," Maxie spat as she stomped toward the entrance of the restaurant.

None of them ate very much of their food as they were all anxious to see Georgie. When Frisco was about to find the waiter to see if they could get her to come out, she appeared on her own. They were all awe struck. She looked good and she looked happy. They watched her go through and greet guests to see how everyone was enjoying their food.

Maxie could understand at that moment what Frisco and Felicia were talking about. She started formulating a plan. She could befriend her and still be a part of her life without telling her who she was.

Before Georgie made it to their table a man came in quickly and scooped Georgie up in a hug and danced around the restaurant. They didn't see his face until they danced by their table.

"Well," Maxie said with a little humor in her voice. "I think that settles it. We have to tell her who she is because we have to tell Lucky who he really is."

"Can this get anymore weirder?" Mac asked.

"You should know better than to ask that." Felicia told him. "It can always get weirder."

"I am going to call Laura now," Frisco said as he took out his phone. "Now she has two sons to get through this mess."