Wishing For One Day

Searching For Answers-Chapter Four (Erin's POV)

We technically aren't allowed to turn on our sirens unless we're in the middle of a high-speed chase, but I decided to make an exception today. We were on a mission to save a missing baby, after all.

Jay and I got to the station within fifteen minutes of Burgess telling us to go-the sirens cut the time in half. We darted through the doors and up the stairs. As soon as Ruzek and Mouse saw us, Adam started talking.

"We got the security footage. The good news is this: whoever took the baby was not careful at all. They didn't think their plan out and they made mistakes, much to our benefit. The bad news is that the security footage doesn't show the direction where the car went. They parked in the street where we could see their plate and car model, that much we have. Like I said, they were not careful at all. We have their faces, a man and a woman." Adam pointed to a few pictures of the kidnappers that were hanging on the whiteboard Mouse is working on that right now, trying to figure out who they are. Their liscense plate is vanity. It said BTRTHNU.

I was about to ask what the plate stood for, but Mouse started talking.

"Rachel Muiser and Austin Grahn. They're locals, both graduated from Chicago Public Schools in 2005-" I cut him off.

"Did you say they graduated from Chicago Public in 2005 or private?" I asked, looking at Voight while I said this. He raised his eyebrows, obviously curious as to where this was going.

"Uh, Public. '05. Why?" Mouse responded. I shook my head.

"Oh my goodness..." I shook my head and out my face in my hands. "I graduated with all of them. Curt, Kelly, Rachel, Austin. I suspected it earlier when I heard Curt's last name but now I know for sure. My class was so big that they probably don't even know who I am but we definitely went to school together." I said, ashamed that I hadn't figured it out earlier. "Go on though, Mouse. I'm sorry I interrupted." Mouse continued to talk but I stared at Voight the entire time. He and I were having a conversation without saying a word, only reading each other's minds.

"Anyways... They're both twenty seven years old. Rachel was born on April 17 of '88, Austin on April 1 of the same year. According to their Facebook pages, they're engaged to one another. Rachel was sixteen weeks pregnant but suffered a miscarriage about four months ago. I already have their address and contacts that may be helpful; I would suggest someone go to their place and gather up their computer and phones if they were left and a few others check out these contacts. Austin's parents are MIA but Rachel's are around town. And I'm pulling up their medical records right now. I'll look and see if anything pops out." Mouse got back to work as soon as the last word slipped his mouth but everyone stared at him, dumbfounded.

"How the hell did you figure that out within ten minutes of even knowing the peoples' freaking names?" Atwater asked, the shocked look never leaving his face.

"I'm a hacker, Kevin. I know how to do these things..." Mouse responded, quickly fixing his eyes back on his screen.

"Well then..." Halstead spoke up. "How about Erin and I check out Rachel's parents' place?" He asked Voight.

"Go ahead. See if they know anything about Austin too, while you're there. See if you can get any more names thrown out there." My partner and I both nodded and were about to walk out the door when Mouse spoke up again.

"Ummm... Guys. Rachel was put in a mental health clinic by her parents after she went through the miscarriage. She was in there for two months before Austin found a way to get her out of that place." Mouse said.

'Great. We're dealing with another insane couple who steals other peoples' babies because they can't have their own." Voight replied sarcastically. He got lost in his thoughts for all of thirty seconds before coming up with a plan.