*Today had been an interesting day as theory after theory detonated in Claire's face like narrowly-avoided land mines. The fetus jammed into Mrs. Stanton's womb was not her boss's. It seems the man had a vasectomy after the birth of the triplets, who had just turned two. It looked like Tim's 'death metal' angle was a dead end too. Annie'd checked out all the CDs and there was no indication of a Lucy anywhere. There were still two possibilities. One, that Annie might be able to identify the real owner of the fingerprints. Two, that Tim's search for Danny and Lucy might prove fruitful.

~Ring!~ *Hopefully, this would be the answer to one of her two questions.*

Yeah?

~Hey, Claire.~ *It was Tim.*

Find anything?

~Actually yes. There was a Danny Whitcomb and a Lucy Farley married in New Orleans five years ago. The date is the same as when the human jack-o-lantern was discovered.~

So, where are they now?

~Ms. Farley died approximately a month after the couple's only baby was born. Mr Whitcomb disappeared shortly thereafter. His records seem to indicate a past psychiatric history, but you know, doctor/patient privilege.~

Tim, so un 'you know' doctor/patient privilege, get a warrant or something. We need to find out what his records say!

~Right away, boss.~ *The phone went dead.*