It took a phone call to the right people, but Wesley managed to get the footage from the street-level surveillance cameras. Apartment security had no control over those. But from those, he was able to follow

Blair's trail.

An hour later, he was at the beach.

He jumped out of his car, looked around, but saw no one.

He was so worried and anxious he was sweating. ‘Dammit Blair. Don't do anything stupid! he thought.

It was practically 1 a.m. when he found her.

She was sitting on a stone in her thin purple pajamas, looking quietly at the ocean. The rolling waves were in the embrace of the dark night, and her hair blew in the wind.

A wave rushed in and lapped the stone Leaving behind foam as it receded. Water splashed on her pajamas; but she remained motionless, as if she had Lost her ability to feel anything.

Wesley let out a long sigh of relief when he saw her. He leapt onto the stone, took off his jacket, and draped it around her shoulders.

She was frozen, shivering. He took her into his arms, kissed her forehead and said, "I'm so sorry." He shouldn't have gone to see Patty.

Then none of this would have happened.

After a Long while, Blair snuggled closer to him and said with a smile,

“Wesley, I knew you'd find me."

Wesley held her tighter and said, “Let's go home."

“Okay." She said nothing else and asked no questions. Nor did she throw a tantrum. She stayed in his arms and let him lead her away.

Wesley put her in the passenger seat and turned on the heat.

Actually, it was already early summer. Pretty hot. But Blair's body was ice cold-lLike a corpse.

So, even though he was sweating, he turned on the defroster so she wouldn't get sick.

Then he adjusted the seat until she was comfortable, and buckled her up.

He started the engine and drove to the Eastern Coastal Apartments.

By the time they hit the parking lot, Blair wanted to get out of the car by herself, but Wesley insisted on carrying her out.

Blair didn't turn him down. He carried her into his bedroom, put her on the bed, and tucked her in.

She let him and put up no fight, shockingly. Lying in his bed, she closed her eyes and went right to sleep.

Wesley was relieved.

After closing the door quietly, he walked into the kitchen.