You're downstairs In the kitchen cleaning when your newborn son started crying.

You quickly removed your gloves and ran upstairs to check on him.

"It's okay I'm here-"

When you opened the door your heart dropped. A serial killer was gently swaying him in his arms.

"Hey." He said smiling "Long time no see."

"Put....my son down."

He laughed to himself as he looked down at the baby.

"You mean our Son.." He smiled down and he put him in his craddle as he fell asleep.