Pulling up to my two story house, it was dark apart from the flashing lights of the television in the front room. Smiling I thought to my black haired, green eyed wife. Her smile that lit up a room and a caring sense that made everyone feel at home. Grabbing the briefcase I ran out of the car and onto the porch, my numb fingers didn't help with the door so it took me longer than what I'd hoped for. Shrugging off my coat and kicking my shoes off I went to the living room to find it empty.
The blanket was ruffled and the sound on the television was lowered right down. The faint patter of small footsteps caught my attention. Looking behind me, I saw my wife rubbing her eyes while sporting a large yawn. A small smile crept onto my face and I opened my arms out wide, allowing her to return the favor. Chuckling slightly, I placed my cheek on top of her hair and smiled.
"Hey, how was work?" her small voice muttered. My mind flickered back to my briefcase and I felt my smile widened.
"It was great, go sit down, I need to call my parents. It's something for everyone to hear." she gave me a confused look and walked out of the room, her face never leaving mine. Going back to my coat, I dug through the deep pockets until my fingers skimmed the cool screen, latching my fingers on the top and brought it out, trying not to loose it again in the deep wholes I get to call pockets. Unlocking it I skimmed through the notifications to see I had missed a call from my mum, frowning I re-dialed her and set the phone to my ear.
"Alex honey, I know I shouldn't of called you at work but it has been so long since I saw your family and you know how I miss that grandson of mine, pl-" my mum talked frantically into the phone, I couldn't help but laugh at her chatty character that I had missed.
"Actually mum, I needed to talk to you and dad. Can you get him and put it on speaker?" I asked her. I heard the click off her footsteps and the knocking on a door. I walked back into the living room and pulled my briefcase beside me. Putting my phone on speaker and I placed it on the coffee table, my hands shook as I flipped the locks and pulled out the three files.
"Son, what was it you need to talk to us about?" My father's shaking voice broke me out of my daze. His voice would always b shaking when we were speaking, it was like he was reliving what happened 10 years ago all over again. Our relationship has never been the same.
"Just now we have been given a new case at the station. Three people, the father, the mother and a 5 year old girl. The fact is, that the mother is someone we know. I found her, I found Ellie." I heard the gasp that echoed on both sides of the line.