Chenford Story

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Lucy's POV

7 months pregnant was not doing well for my back. Somehow being buried alive, abused and thrown around by criminals all day was nothing compared to pregnancy's impact on my back.

It had been almost seven months since she had last seen Tim. Almost seven hours since she had thought of calling him. Seven seconds since she had thought about him.
Each and every appointment to see the baby was a painstaking reminder of how alone I was.

I mostly spent my time wallowing in self pity or just looking at everyone's social media pages. Tim seemed happy. That was good. I wanted him to be happy, not that it would last long.

I couldn't do it; take care of my baby. I just couldn't. I was a murderer. There was no way I would be a good mother to anyone.
And everyone else already had families, I didn't want to burden Angela, or Grey, or John, they all had lives and families that I would break.

Tim. He had a girlfriend sure. But they had only been dating a few months. Anyway it would be wrong to have one of my old friends raise Tim's baby without telling Tim he even had a child. Even if I gave someone else that baby, it wouldn't be long before some type of test was done to find out who the parents were, leading back to Tim and I.

It was settled. I would give Tim the baby. I would feel bad for his new girlfriend. Either having to raise a child that wasn't hers or break up with her boyfriend. But there were no other options. It was something I had to do.

Angela's POV

Wesley was getting suspicious. I had been taking week long trips to Seattle every month, not telling anyone a definitive reason why I was there. Mostly that I liked the weather or that I was taking a break.
I still completed cases there so I wasn't really taking a break from work and didn't need time off. I knew grey wouldn't approve Tim off to track down Lucy. By this point everyone realised she wasn't coming back and they hated her for leaving like that. 7 months had gone by. She was happy somewhere else. I just... I couldn't accept that for whatever reason.

Each time I went to Seattle I would get closer, her car was seen on this road, then this one. Driving north. What was north? A few small towns and cities? Canada?

Canada was a possibility, no ties to America. Technically she was missing in the us but in Canada? She would be free.
I somehow convinced the local pd to give me the traffic footage. I spent most of my week's doing that. Scanning through days and days of footage. At least the car rental place was only open 6 hours a day, this was 24 hours. I couldn't miss a second.

I looked at every car, every licence plate. Two weeks in I found it. Headed on the one way road only to Canada. So she was in Canada. If I played this right and didn't scare her away, she might still be there.
I might be able to find her.

Just as I got back to my hotel I saw Wesley standing by the door to my room.
"Wes?"
"Hi baby"
"What are you doing here? I thought you were working in LA?"
"I wanted to see you, I know you're lying about why you come here. I want to know why."
Great. I knew my answers weren't really definitive, that I was lying to detectives and a lawyer. But still. He came all the way to Seattle to confront me?
"You should sit down baby"
Wesley was getting a mix of scared and confused. He had no idea what I was doing, clearly in his mind it didn't get this far.
"Angela? Is something wrong? Did I do something wrong?"
"No Wes, nothing I wrong. I-i.... I've been trying to find Lucy"

Wesley's POV

Finding Lucy?! Was Angela insane. That woman left us, months ago, with no even a goodbye?! Why the hell would we want her back?!
"Are you insane?! Lucy left of her own free will, you saw that in the cctv. Stop trying to get her to come back!"
Angela stood up, she seemed angry mixed with utter sadness.
"I'm doing this whether you like it or not. I don't think she wanted to leave, and I'm going to find out why she did. If that means you want a divorce, you can file for one!"
Oh. Shit. Wow. This was the hill she was willing to die on. Fine. I would...... Help.