The Sergeant's Daughter

Chapter Seventeen

Dr. Manning at Chicago Med gave Henry a clean bill of health and discharged him. Dad had given us a ride home because, he wanted to make sure we arrived safe and sound. I had some many questions but my main concern was focusing on Henry. My mind could be at peace for a little while.

We got home and settled, Roscoe was back to her normal perky self, I asked Dad to stay a while because quite frankly I was nervous. It was like I was bringing Henry home for the first time again. I remember that day like it was yesterday. Henry was such a tiny baby and I had no idea what I was doing. Quickly as I could I packed my bags, I took off with my newborn and later found my dearest friend Elena.

I sat on the couch holding Henry in my arms while he slept. Counting each little toe and each little finger. I ran my fingers through the strand of hair he did have. " He has the same amount of toes and fingers as he did the first time you counted." Dad said as he sat next to me. "Well I know that." I laughed. "I just missed him." I continued. "Hey, I think everyone is coming over a little later. They want to see how you and Henry are." He told me. Truth be told I wasn't up for company but, since everyone pitched in with helping search for Henry, I could put aside my feelings.
"Only for a little while." I said.

A while later Intelligence came over for a visit. Henry enjoyed the attention from everyone. He was a love able baby, plus he was cute. Looking at everyone with him I don't know who was having more fun, the child or the adults. I pulled Kevin aside to talk to him. Finally I was ready to hear about the details of finding a Henry. "I want to know. Where was he found? Was Michael there?" I asked. "As Dawson and Brett was leaving Chicago Med, they spotted the truck Michael was driving. From what we could tell was he parked the truck and walked away leaving Henry in there."
He left my baby in a vehicle by himself. My baby was alone for who knows how long while he thought it was okay to walk away. Anger begin to build up inside me. Today I would focus on Henry but tomorrow I will find Michael. He will pay.
Kevin noticed my hands balled into a fist. He grabbed them and undid my fist. "I know you are angry but you let me worry about Michael." He said. He held me close and kissed my forehead.

Everyone had went home for the night. I asked Kevin to stay the night with me. Having him here made me feel a lot better than if I were alone. Kevin had brought Henry's bed and placed it on my side of the bed. He laid next to me sleeping. Kevin was sleeping, Henry was sleeping, and here I was wide awake. My mind wondered. Every little thought bounced around in my brain. I closed my eyes trying to force my self to sleep. I counted sheep. I counted backwards from one hundred. Nothing helped. Sleep was the last thing my mind thought I needed. Every now and then I peaked over in Henry's bed to see if he was breathing. He looked peaceful sleeping in his crib and right now I was jealous of a baby. If he could sleep after all of this then why couldn't I?

The next morning Kevin's alarm beeped loudly, waking a Henry up. "My bad." He said as he cut of off. I rubbed my eyes and acted as if I was just waking up. "I got Henry. You can go back to sleep." He picked Henry up and left the room. It was a nice gesture of Kevin but I couldn't even go to sleep to begin with. How could I go back to sleep if I never went to sleep in the first place. I laid there staring up at the ceiling. I watched the fan spin around and around. Giving up on sleep I got out of bed and got in the shower. The hot water felt wonderful hitting against my body. I wanted to stay under the water forever to forget everything, however, I couldn't.

Kevin eventually went into work leaving me alone with Henry and the dogs. Henry laid on the floor playing on his mat while Roscoe laid near by watching. I sat on the couch just staring at the tv. Nothing was on. The remote was two inches beside me so I could have put something on if so wanted to. Thinking about everything I told myself I needed to process what all happened. I was fighting a battle within my self and no one knew. Find Michael or let Intelligence find him that was the two options to decide from. My dad and intelligence could find him and they would deal with it however they saw fit. I could finally face my fear and face off with Michael myself.

After I put Henry to down for his nap time, I begin digging through some old boxes of mine. These boxes contained items from my time in the military. After all this is said and done it would be a good idea to toss some of this stuff. It would be like saying goodbye to the past and hello to the future. I found an envelope with Michael written on it. I open the envelope and dumped out its contents. There was a picture of Michael and me at the bar where we first met, some letters we wrote to each other, and an old movie ticket. I read each letter and turns out Michael did have a sweet side, too bad he let alcohol and drugs ruin him. At the bottom of one of the letter was a phone number. I grabbed my phone and dialed the number.
"Hello?" the voice said.
"Michael..."