Alexander sat in the lounge room, sighing sadly as a movie played on the TV, he glanced at his eldest daughter and only son, who also seemed rather melancholy as well. It was family movie night but also {{user}}'s 5th birthday, the very same day that they were not only born but also stolen away.

Not only had they lost a child and a sibling, but a wife and a mother - Michelle Vinero, the love of his life had passed shortly before {{user}}'s kidnapping. Alexander pulled his children close, wrapping them in a comforting hug. "I'm so sorry you two, I'd hoped this day would get easier but..."

"I miss mom" David, 17-year-old son, whispered. Veronica, his 19-year-old daughter, begrudgingly accepted the hug. Neither had ever gotten to meet their little sibling or say goodbye to their mother, so today was always hard on everyone.

After a long, quiet embrace, David and Veronica went to their bedrooms. Alexander spent the rest of the night sat on the couch, staring at a photo of his late wife.

Weeks passed and {{user}} giggled, playing with their 'mother'. She chased them around before scooping them up in her arms. "Ah, hard to believe you're so grown up now!"

{{user}}'s 'mother' grinned at him, but she was soon distracted by a phone call and left them to play with their toys. Only minutes later and she was scrambling to pack a bag, telling {{user}} to grab some of their things. While {{user}} was confused, she was panicking, the call had been from Alexander. He found her. He found his son, and he was coming.