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Part.6

    The next day Tommy was waiting for Kym as she came out of her last class.   "Hey baby!  Want to go get something to eat," Tommy put his arm around her waist as they walked to a parking structure.
    "I would love to, but the rangers are coming over to work on my case this afternoon.  You can come over, if you like," Kym smiled and leaned into Tommy.
     "Do you want me there?" Tommy asked, his tone grave and serious.
     "Yes, I do," Kym turned and faced Tommy at her truck.
     "I'll follow you over," Tommy said as he leaned in and kissed Kym.
     Kym waited until Tommy's Geo was in her rearview mirror.  He signed 'I love you to her and she signed it back, smiling.  Tommy was such an awesome boy.  He and his family all welcomed her with open arms.  Tommy treated her right and cared for her.  She truly believed that one day they would be married.
    At two the group of rangers showed up at Kym's door.
    "Come on in, everyone," Kym smiled as the four rangers came into her livingroom.  "Can I get you guys anything?"
    After getting glasses of water and pop for everyone, she sat on the floor and faced the couch where Walker, Trivette, and Gage were all sitting.
    Walker smiled at Kym.  "This may be hard, but could you tell us what happened.  So we can make sure you and the file are t he same?"
    "Sure," Kym took a deep breath.  "I was five years old....."

(flashback)

    A five year-old Kym hopped out of a mini van.  "Bye Cindy!  Thank-you." She ran with her bags up to the door of her house, opened the door, then turned and waved.  The van backed out of the driveway and left.
    Kym walked in the door.  "Mom!  Dad!  I'm back!" No one answered.  "Benji!  Austin!" She shrugged.  'Everyone must be asleep.'
    Kym looked at the clock 9:32.  Everyone was usually up by now.  She took her things to her room upstairs and knocked on her parents door.  No one answered.  Slowly, she pushed the door open and tiptoed inside.  Her mom and dad lay in bed.  "You are sleeping in today?" Kym walked over to the bed and screamed.
    Her parents lay as if sleeping, yet blood was everywhere.  They had been shot.
    Kym screamed as she ran down the hall to her brothers' room.  Both of her brothers were older than her, aged 16 and 17.
    "Benji!  Aussie!  Mom and Dad need help.  I think they're hurt really bad!" Tears were streaming down her face as she jumped onto Austin's bed.  She recoiled as her hand touched something wet.  She screamed again as she realized that whatever had happened to her parents had happened to her brothers also.  Terrified and bloody she ran downstairs and to the phone.
    She began to calm as shock took over her small body.  She dialed the number that had been taught since she was young.
    "911 emergency.  What is the matter?" the dispatcher said.
    "Mommy and Daddy are hurt," came the response.
    "How are they hurt, honey?"
    "I...I don't know.  They are hurt.  So are Ben and Austin.  Help me please!" came the pleading voice of Kym.
    "Can you tell me your address, sweetie?"
    "Um,...683 Silverlake Dallas, Texas," Kym began to panic again.  "Please, help my mommy and daddy!  They're hurt really bad!"
    "Honey, calm down.  What's your name?"
    "Kym."
    "Kym, how old are you?"
    Kym began to calm as she answered the dispatcher's questions.  "Five."
    "My little girl is five also.  Her name is Melissa.  Are you in kindergarten?"
    "Yes."
    "Kym, I need you to do something for me.  Can you get to your door with the phone?"
    "Yes.  It.. it doesn't have a cord."
     "Good.  Can you go to the door for me?  Right now."
     "Yes." There was a pause as Kym went to the door.  "I'm here."
     "I want you to look out the window, when you see the police car, let me know."
     "Okay." Kym looked out the window.
     "They should be there very soon."
     "I see them," Kym said.
     "They're going to come to the door, will you let them in for me, sweetie?"
     "Yes."
     "Okay.  I'm going to hang up now.  The policemen will help you, okay?"
     "Okay.  Bye."
     "Bye sweetie."
     Kym opened the door for the officers.  The first one in the door was an older man, Officer Thomas.
     "Hi, honey.  My name is Officer Thomas.  Can you tell me where your parents are?"
     Kym began to cry again, "Upstairs in their bedroom." The second officer was a young man, 19 years old.  Officer Dave Willet.  He brought the little girl a blanket from the squad car and picked her up.  He took her out to the car as an ambulance and two more squad cars pulled up.  She was sobbing.
     "It's okay sweetie.  It's okay.  The police and paramedics will do what they can."
     Kym clung to the officer.  "My name is Officer Willet.  My younger sister calls me Davey.  She's nine.  How old are you?"
      "Five."

(end of flashback)