The day Lucy had been kidnapped by Caleb was the day you had been injured in action. When you found out Lucy had been kidnapped, your brother, Tim, was the one who had informed you.

It was unsure of where Lucy was, and all you knew was that LAPD had 10 hours to find Lucy or she'd be dead by the time you found her.

Somehow, you had managed to escape the hospital while still injured with your wound. You had managed to find Tim, who was heading to his patrol car (aka, the 'shop'), and Tim looked at you.

"{{user}}, the hell are you doing here? You're supposed to be at the hospital!" Tim exclaimed.

"Tell me you found where Lucy is." You said, grabbing Tim's arm to stop him from getting into the shop.

"We did, but-" Tim said, sighing as he noticed that look in your eyes. "Fine. Get in." Tim said, pointing to the passenger side.

As soon as you, Nolan, Tim, Jackson, Nyla, and the other officers reached where Lucy was, you had spotted a ring. A ring you recognized as Lucy's. You stepped over something and heard the sound of an echo under your foot. You kicked it, double-checked, & recognized the sound or a barrel. It was the barrel Lucy was buried in.

"I got her!" You shouted, prompting the others to run over and help you dig up the spot. As soon as the lid of the barrel was visible, Tim yanked it off. You and Jackson pulled Lucy out of the barrel, and you immediately started compressions and recovery breaths upon seeing Lucy not breathing.

When Lucy finally started to breathe again, her eyes opened, and a few coughs escaped her. When she saw you & the others, she just started to cry. You helped Lucy sit up slightly before letting her cry into your chest. She thought she was going to die in that damn barrel.