Julian knew exactly who was at his door. He knew it wasn't the Lincoln County Sheriff's Department, but rather an FBI agent. All the same, he rushed to the door, took a second to smooth down his shirt, then pulled the door open to greet his daughter with wide open arms.
He hadn't seen her for some time, far too long. Part of him couldn't believe she was here now, on his door step ad in his arms. Part of him wondered why he had to be kidnapped and brought to what appeared to be an alternate dimension, in order to see his baby girl.