Peter stood in front of Queens' General Hospital shaky and nervous, he swallowed down the lump in his throat and stepped through the automatic doors. The nurse at the front desk greeted him with a smile.

"Hello young man what I can do for you?"

"Um...well..." Peter thought for a moment not sure how to ask...the nurse's smile faded as she looked up from her computer impatiently.

"Look young man I am very busy right now. So unless you're hurt or looking for a patient, please leave."

Peter took a deep breath and let it out.

"I'm doing an investigation on the hospital kidnapping 15 years ago and am looking for information on what happened that night."

The nurse froze and swallowed a sudden lump in her throat.

"I-I'm sorry young man I don't know what you're talking about, now please leave."

"Please-" Peter's voice shook as he pulled out the photo from his pocket and pretty much shove it in her face. "My twin brother was one of those who were taken. And I'm trying to find him. His name is Bryan William Parker! And he's missing! Please help me find him." Tears began to form as he stared at her with pleading eyes. The nurse's own eyes flicked back and forth from Peter to the picture. A moment later her eyes flew back to her computer typing in a few keys.

"Go see Dr. Gordon, he was the one who delivered you and your brother. He's on the 3rd floor."

"Thank you." and he headed for the elevator, the doors closed as Peter leaned back against the wall as he waited to reach the third floor going through in his head what questions he'll need to ask...

Peter walked up to the front desk and asked to see Dr. Gordon, where a nurse proceeded to lead him to said doctor's office.

"Dr. Gordon is currently with a patient at the moment so you will have wait here for a little bit till he's finished." the nurse said as she lead Peter to the couch in the doctor's waiting room.

"Okay, Thank you." he sat on the couch and waited until the nurse left before pulling out his phone from his pocket. On screen showed a text from Ben sent 10 minutes ago.

Ben

Hey Punk, Aunt May told me what happened.

So you have a twin, you ok?

He unlocked his phone and replied

Peter

Not really

It turns out I have a little sister as well.

Ben

A sister? May didn't say anything about her?

Peter

That's because she doesn't know.

Peter

Mom and Dad kept the pregnancy a secret from everyone.

Even Aunt May and Uncle Ben.

Ben

No offense but they seem to have kept a lot of secrets from you.

Makes me feel like they're hiding something from you.

Peter

They are

Peter

I found a second letter from Mom tucked in Bryan's file. She said there are things they wants to tell me but can't explain them.

Ben

That doesn't sound right. You're their son it shouldn't be that difficult to tell you the truth.

Peter

I don't know what the reason is but I think it might have something to do with why they were killed.

Ben

What?!

Ben

I thought you said your parents died in a plane crash?!

Peter

They did.

Peter

But I never believe the crash was an accident.

Ben

I don't understand what are you talking about?

Peter

I've always had a sneaking suspicion that the plane crash was never an accident...that someone planned it.

Ben

I still don't understand why would someone want your parents dead?

Peter

I don't know

Peter

But I'm going to figure it out.

Peter

Mom's second letter told me that once I find Bryan I'll find Teresa.

Ben

Teresa? That's your little sister's name?

Peter

Yes, Teresa Elizabeth Parker.

Ben

Do you have any clue where she might be?

Peter

No clue. Mom said she's living with a friend but can't tell me who that friend is.

Ben

Alright, so how do you plan on finding them.

Peter

Like Mom said I find Bryan I find Teresa.

Ben

What can I do to help?

Peter

Meet me at the coffee shop tomorrow after our daily patrol. I'm going to talk with the other families try to get whatever information I can.

Ben

Got it

Ben

Where are you know?

Peter

I'm at the hospital to see what the staff here knows about what happened that night.

Peter

I'm waiting for one of the doctors right now.

Suddenly the door swung open and an elder man stepped inside, Dr. Gordon he presumed.

Peter

He's here I have to go

Ben

Alright Punk, see ya soon

Peter

Bye

Peter turned his phone off and stood up extending his hand to the man, he shook it and looked Peter in his eyes, a serious expression on his face.

"The nurse at the front desk told me you're here looking for information on the kidnapping 15 years ago. Said your twin was one of the missing children?" He asked, releasing his grip on the teen's hand.

Peter nodded, Dr. Gordon took a moment to look him over before he himself nodded and placed a hand on Peter's shoulder leading him into his office, closing the door behind them. He gestured for Peter to sit in one of the two chairs placed in front of his desk as he sat in his own. Cupping his hands together and resting his chin on them, looking Peter in the eyes once again. His pastor was so cold and unnerving that Peter felt a chill run down his spine, he gulped. They sat for a moment in silence before Dr. Gordon spoke.

"Before we start I should let you know that there's not much more I can give you that the police don't already know."

"Anything that you can tell me will help." Peter replied pulling out a notebook and pen from his bag ready to listen intently to every detail.

"Very well...what do you what to know?" Dr. Gordon asked

"I already know the kidnapping happened about three hours after me and Bryan were put in the nursery, that we were the last babies to enter and the nursery was then full. I know that when one of the nurses came to check on the babies only found that half of them were gone. Despite how many times the police searched the nursery they found signs of forced entry. Leading them to assume human trafficking was involved and that someone here had something do with it. They questioned and did background checks on everyone here but found nothing...The investigation went on for a year until-" Peter choked out a sob before continuing "-until all the missing infants were presumed dead...and then the case went cold." He took a deep breath and calmed himself.

"Yes that's right." Dr. Gordon conformed

"What did you tell the detectives?" Peter asked ready to right down every word, Dr. Gordon pulled off his gray rimmed glasses and stared at them.

"It was a pretty normal day that night..."