It was later that night, Sara sat on the sofa. She couldn't sleep from thinking about the previous events. When she again asked Michael about the perp Brittney saw, he didn't say anything. Sara sighed then turned around to see Brittney standing there.

" What are you doing up?" Sara asked.

" I can't sleep. Would you mind if I sat with you mom?"

" Only for awhile. You have school tomorrow."

Brittney sat down.

" Can't I stay home tomorrow? I can't face it. I keep seeing that man's face."

Sara hugged her daughter and Michael walked into the room.

" There's my two lovely ladies," Michael said," May I join you or do you want me to leave?"

" You can stay," Sara said.

Michael sat down in-between them.

" So why are you two up?"

" I couldn't sleep dad," Brittney said," I came down here. Mom was already sitting here."

Michael smiled at both of them.

" You both need sleep. You Brittney have school."

" I want to stay home. Please."

" We'll see," Michael said," Now go back upstairs and get some sleep."

Brittney got up.

" Okay, I'll try, but it's not going to be easy."

Brittney went back upstairs.

" Whoever tried to grab her scared her Michael. What did this guy look like?"

" Sara, it doesn't matter."

Sara got up.

" If you want to keep it that way fine," Sara said," But I have a right to know."

Sara then went back upstairs. Michael stared at the ceiling.

" I can't tell Sara it was T-bag, it'll tear her apart."

Michael then went back upstairs to get some sleep himself.

The next morning, Brittney woke up and felt worn out. She looked around and got out of bed. There was a knock on her door a few moments later.

" Come in."

The door opened and Matthew came in.

" Mom wanted me to make sure you were up."

" I don't want to go school."

Matthew went out of the room and went downstairs. Sara then came up.

" Good morning Brittney."

" Morning. May I stay home?"

Sara shook her head.

" Your father and I have to work. We don't want you home by yourself."

" But mom."

" You heard you mother," Michael said coming up.

Brittney went back into her room and turned on the television. Brittney sat down and crossed her arms.

" She doesn't like this Michael," Sara said.

Then something came over the news.

" That's him," Brittney said," That's the man who tried to grab me."

Sara looked at the screen and saw the picture of T-bag. Sara then looked at Michael.

" Brittney get ready for school. Michael I need to talk to you."

Sara walked away and Michael went with her.

" Why didn't you tell me?"

" Sara, I didn't think it was necessary."

" T-bag? My goodness. If Brittney wasn't able to fight him off, who knows what he might've done to her."

" He's back in custody. It's okay."

Sara then heard Matthew calling from downstairs.

" I have to go see to our children. This conversation isn't over Michael."

Sara then went downstairs. Michael went to go check on Brittney who was already dressed fro school.

" I don't like it when you fight," Brittney said," This is all my fault."

" No it's not Brittney."

" I ran away from home and nearly got hurt by a madman. Dad, I'm sorry."

Brittney went up to him and hugged him.

" It'll be okay," Michael told her.

Michael let go and looked at his daughter.

" You have nothing to be sorry for. As for your mother and I, we'll work through this."

Brittney nodded her head.

" Come on princess. No more tears. You're safe and sound at home."

Brittney smiled. She knew the truth was hard to take and she didn't want to know anymore.