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When a stranger comes calling

in the middle of the night...

Somebody's at the door.

She was a very unassuming person.

...what begins as an act of kindness...

My god.

Yeah, I don't know what happened.

You lost?

Whitney: He's gonna kill her!

...ends in unspeakable horror.

I didn't think I was coming out alive.

Just a stone's throw away

from the New Hampshire border,

Lebanon, Maine, is a tiny town cloaked in lush pine forests

and packed with rambling streams and wildlife.

Lebanon is more of a town

that you might drive through.

There's not much industry there.

It's really a country town, if you will.

It's a bit of a remote town.

There may be some car accidents,

but for the most part, it's a small, safe Maine town.

For the first time in almost 18 years,

36-year-old mother of two Deborah brown

knows what it's like to feel safe

now that she's hundreds of miles from her husband, Steven.

I met him in Portsmouth, New Hampshire,

at Prescott park.

He was in the marine corps.

He seemed like a nice, loving, fun guy.

Before we got married, it was awesome,

but soon as we said, "I do," he said, "I now own you,

and you do as I say and what I want."

Two days after we got married

was the first time he ever laid a hand on me.

After 17 years, I just couldn't take it anymore.

I just wanted out of his abusive relationship.

With her two children in tow,

10-year-old Whitney and 15-year-old Steven junior,

Deborah finds sanctuary at the home of her brother Don.

Now, three months later, things couldn't be better.

Deborah's found a great job and a new romance

with 34-year-old Chris brouillard.

Chris was totally opposite of my husband.

I mean, he, you know, held the car door open for you.

He wouldn't let you pay for your own dinner.

I mean, he just treated you like how you wanted to be treated,

like a queen.

What are you grinning at?

Nothing.

It's just nice to have someone to help around the house.

Don't mind me, guys.

Don was Deborah's big brother

who wanted to take care of her and her children

and protect her.

Although Deborah is moving on,

her estranged husband, Steven, isn't.

He called again.

What'd you tell him this time?

The usual -- you weren't here.

You know he's not gonna quit until he talks to you.

My brother, Donnie -- we're seven years apart.

Donald was very protective of me 'cause I was the only girl.

You got to show him that you're gone for good,

and the only way to do that is file for divorce.

I... He was physical.

I mean, he'd punch me in the face.

He'd pick me up, being pregnant,

and throw me from one end of the room to the other.

You know, and I didn't really tell anybody

'cause he said nobody was gonna believe me anyways

'cause I was stupid.

You got this.

You're not gonna be alone.

We'll be right there with you.

Steven was doing all he could to get me to come back to him,

and, with the kids, he would say,

"well, you should come back. We can all live together,

and we can be one, big, happy family."

I'm like, "I don't think so.

I'm not coming back to this man."

We're here for you, Deb.

Okay. You're right.

Let's do it.

All right.

Deborah files for divorce,

and the court grants her full custody of her children

and child support.

Because of his history of abuse,

she's also granted an order of protection against Steven.

I think I saw him in court

on the last part of our custody thing.

It wasn't the same man that I looked at

when I was married to him.

I was, like, angry.

I was hurt.

I was joyous.

I mean, I had all these mixed emotions

because I did love the man.

He gave me two wonderful kids,

so I just had all these mixed emotions.

Still, overall, the imminent divorce

leaves Deborah feeling much more optimistic about her future.

Living without Steven around was awesome.

I quickly got on my feet and got a job

through a cleaning service.

I got to keep my paychecks.

I was just more relaxed.

Gee.

Geez! You scared me.

Hi.

I -- I didn't know people hunt out here.

You lost?

No. I live up that way, just past the stream.

I'm staying with my brother for a while.

How about you?

Pretty woman like you

shouldn't be out here all alone.

Be dark out here 'fore you know it.

While her son is away

visiting an uncle for the weekend,

Deborah, Chris, and Deborah's daughter, Whitney,

celebrate their new beginning with a picnic.

That was really good. -Yes.

Thank you for making lunch.

It was perfect.

Well, I'm glad you liked it.

I aim to please.

My kids seemed to be more relaxed.

They were actually wanting to go to school

and starting to do better,

and they got to be kids.

It's, starting to get chilly again.

Yeah, it's gonna get a lot colder when the sun goes down.

We should probably get going.

Well, you two grab your stuff, and I'll pack up the food.

All right, I'm gonna go get my frisbee.

No, it's my frisbee. -Not if I get there first.

It's my frisbee!

I looked,

and I could see somebody in the bushes there,

but I couldn't tell you who it was.

You ready? -Yeah.

What's the matter? -Nothing.

That guy just looked familiar.

It's a small town. Everybody looks familiar.

Come on. Let's go.

- Wow. . Ooh.

Later that evening, Don's girlfriend, Linda,

joins the group for a quiet night in.

We decided to watch a movie.

I believe it was "armageddon."

Great. -It wasn't me.

Yeah. I'll be right back.

Go ahead and get started.

I'm not cleaning up.

I think my brother's property was like two or three acres.

It's a pretty quiet place to live.

It's starting! -Right. I'm coming.

I just sensed something was not right.

Everything okay? -Yeah.

I said, "there's something out there,"

and Chris says, "it's just a raccoon or something."

I don't know. I just was very antsy that night.

I just couldn't sit still.

I just felt like somebody was there

that wasn't supposed to be there.

After the movie ends,

everyone heads to bed.

Somebody's at the door.

Stay here.

Don wood's house was in a relatively remote area

of Lebanon,

and there were no nearby neighbors.

Who's there?

I'm sure that he thought,

"I'm gonna go out and see what's going on."

I'm so sorry if I woke you.

My car -- it's stuck in the mud

at the end of the road,

and I can't believe I'm even asking this,

but I did -- I tried to turn it on,

and the wheels just kept turning and turning,

so, sorry. Is there any way

that you could maybe help me get it out?

Yeah. Just let me grab my coat.

Thank you so much.

Don wood was more than happy to assist

this stranger in the night, him being just a kind man.

If someone needed help, he went out and helped.

Minutes later, the distressed woman and Don

head down the road towards route 202.

Yeah. I don't know what happened.

I pulled over to look at my map,

and then, all of a sudden, I was stuck.

Yeah, it gets pretty muddy around here

when the snow melts.

I'm sorry. I'm Patty, by the way.

I didn't...

Don.

I really appreciate it, Don.

At that hour of the night,

there was not a lot of traffic on the road.

There was just, you know, their residence

and a lot of area surrounding them.

It doesn't look that deep,

you can't just drive out?

No, I -- I tried.

I don't know what's going on.

It's just after midnight,

and 36-year-old Deborah brown and her boyfriend, Chris,

are fast asleep in her brother's house...

...but not everyone is safely tucked in bed.

Hi.

I'm so sorry.

Don's helping me with my car.

I'm stuck in the mud, and he needs some help.

He asked me to come back and get Chris.

Could you go get him for me?

She was a very unassuming person.

No one would suspect anything of her.

She looked like just a woman

that would live next door to you.

Mom. Hey, mom.

Hey.

Hey. What's wrong?

There's a lady at the door that says

uncle Don needs Chris' help with her car.

It's a little after midnight.

Whitney said, "this girl is being really persistent."

And I said, "it's a girl?"

She said, "yeah, she broke down on 202."

Who is it? -I don't know.

Some lady.

It's okay. I'll handle it.

So Chris finally gets up.

At this point, Linda's up,

and she goes, "I'm really nervous."

And I said, "why? What's wrong?"

She goes, "because your brother has been gone for an hour,

and now she's just coming back and asking for Chris."

So her and I looked out the window --

you know, we peeked the curtains open a little bit.

We watched Chris walking down the driveway,

and then he just disappeared.

So sorry I had to wake you, too.

That's okay.

Don and I will get you fixed up.

Don!

Don, where are you? That's weird.

He was here just a couple minutes ago.

Well, maybe he went to take a leak or something.

Unfortunately, Chris faced the same fate as Don did.

I don't think either man probably felt

that they were in harm's way by going out to assist

this unassuming stranger that came knocking on the door.

I don't know where they are.

I'm like, "wow."

I said, "I have a really bad feeling."

At this point, the knock came again.

Hi. I'm so sorry to keep imposing.

I know it's late.

I thought she was very rude for somebody who needed help,

but I didn't know her.

Where's Don and Chris?

Just down the road.

My car is stuck.

They said they need Linda's s.U.V.

To pull it out of the mud.

You know what?

I'll go.

She was actually looking for Don wood's girlfriend,

Linda malcomb, to come out and assist them,

but by this time, Deborah brown was getting a little suspicious,

and she told Linda malcomb, "no, you stay here.

I will go and see if I can help them."

Just let me throw on some clothes,

and I'll meet you down there.

So I went out, backed out of the driveway,

and headed for 202.

And I get just past the driveway,

and I looked to the right.

My god.

And that's when I saw my ex-husband,

and I'm like, "my god. This is bad."

Mhhhhhhhhhhh!

Deborah's first instinct was to flee,

as would be anyone's human nature at that point.

She had been terrorized by him for so long,

and he had found her,

but it flashed through her mind is that her daughter

and Don's girlfriend were back at the house,

so her maternal instinct took over,

and that's what she needed to do was protect her daughter.

Deborah races back to the house.

Hey, hon.

Can you, - can we talk for a second?

Steven brown decided he wanted to come to Maine

to confront Deborah, and he was stalking her

and sort of figuring out her movements

in the days prior to encountering her.

He followed Deborah back to Donald wood's home,

and Steven brown chased the car down,

but before she can get out of the car

or get into the house or anything like that,

Steven brown is right there with a gun.

Get out of the truck now! -No!

We got into an altercation in the driveway.

No!

So I look at the power lock, so, you know, I'm locked in.

Damn it, Deb.

You get out of the truck now!

Deborah brown starts honking her horn as she does,

in hopes of attracting the attention

of her daughter, Whitney,

and Linda malcomb, who's in the house.

My god.

It's my dad!

Whitney! Whitney! Call 911! He's here!

Are you gonna make a scene in front of our kid?

Your dad's here! He's got a gun!

There were no nearby neighbors. -Call 911!

So even if someone was screaming,

chances are they may not have been heard.

So that made things for Steven that much easier.

Get the phone! Get the phone!

Whitney looks out the window and sees not only her mother

but recognizes her father as being there with a firearm,

and obviously there's a protection-from-abuse order,

and she knows he shouldn't be there.

Hurry! He's gonna kill her!

Linda malcomb called 911

to get law enforcement involved.

Meanwhile, Deborah is locked in a battle of wills

with her ex-husband.

Hey, you know what? -No!

You're gonna open it, or I'm gonna break it open!

No. -Stop.

Please, stop! -No!

Fine. Here you go.

Steven brown takes the butt of the gun

and breaks the car window,

which then gives him access to her,

and he was a very violent, dangerous man.

No, no. Please leave me alone!

Hon. It's nice to see you, too.

What do you say we go for a little drive, okay?

Steve's mood was, like, different than past events.

He wasn't the same Steve I knew.

You couldn't tell what he was thinking.

Let's go! Come on!

Steve. -Come on!

Let's go. Turn it!

Aaaah!

There you go. There you go.

He still has his gun.

He said, "now you're gonna drive to the end of the road."

Steven, please.

Drive the car.

From that point on,

I didn't know if I was gonna make it out of there.

It's the middle of the night in rural Maine,

and Deborah brown's estranged husband

has come to take her back.

Steven threatened her with a weapon

and broke the window of the vehicle,

got into the vehicle,

and forced her to drive away from that residence.

Several miles down the road,

a now-familiar face is waiting for them.

He ultimately made her stop and meet up with this woman

who had knocked on the door at Don's residence

and said that she had trouble -- some car trouble --

and needed assistance outside.

We now know her to be Patricia teeter.

Just pull up next to her. Come on.

She didn't really have a lot of social relationships,

it didn't seem like, from what we understand.

Steven let Patricia believe that they were in a relationship,

so she automatically assumed he was her boyfriend,

whereas I don't think Steven looked at her in the same way.

She was more of a means to an end to assist him

with what his plan was for his ex-wife.

Hey! Let's go!

Come on. Get out of the car.

We don't got all night!

Let's go. Let's go.

Come on. Get in the back.

Get in the back seat.

At some point... Get down.

...throughout the course of that night,

they switched vehicles,

and obviously Steven had this planned out.

Now keep your head down and stay down.

Let's go.

They made me get in the back seat

and told me if I didn't behave,

then they were gonna zip-tie my arms and my legs

and duct-tape my mouth.

Back at the house, Deborah's daughter, Whitney,

and Don's girlfriend, Linda,

are desperate for police to arrive.

There's just -- please, please just hurry, okay?

No, I... Look, I don't...

No, I don't know where he is.

He -- he took Deb, and he drove off.

Yeah, my boyfriend --

he -- he's been gone for over an hour.

I -- I have no --

I have no idea where he is.

To -- are you sending someone now?

Okay.

Being that it was in such a remote area,

there wasn't a local police department right nearby.

As the kidnappers head south to New York state,

Steven brown keeps close watch on his wife.

There was obviously three occupants in the car --

Steven, Patricia, and Deborah.

But they would have her hide or lay down so she wasn't observed

while they were going through toll booths,

so it would just appear that there was always two occupants

so that she was never spotted.

After driving for several hours,

they make another stop.

I'll be quick.

You better be.

I really thought I was coming back in a body bag,

so I had a lot of thoughts.

He knew I had a fear of water.

If I couldn't see bottom,

I didn't really care to go swimming in it,

so he knew that I had a fear of water,

so I suspected that that's what he was gonna do was drown me.

Who's gonna take care of my kids?

How is my family gonna take me not being here?

Steven, what did you do to them?

Don and Chris -- where are they?

Are they okay?

They're fine.

Someone will find them real soon.

Steven was refusing to tell her where they were,

so she had no idea what had happened to them.

You even think about going for that door...

...i will blow your head off.

I had to go to the bathroom,

but they only wanted me to go on the side of the road.

So I could go in the woods. I wouldn't do it.

You call that quick? -Sorry.

The women's room was closed.

Let's just go. Come on.

Around 3:00 A.M., Maine state police

finally arrive at Don wood's house.

I -- I don't know who she was

before she came to the house asking for help.

It was my dad.

I saw him.

He took my mom.

You have to help her. Please?

Yeah, and Don and Chris.

They're out there somewhere.

So this woman --

you said she came to the house by herself.

Yeah. She said her car was stuck in the mud

at the end of the road.

And you saw your dad?

No, not then. Later.

Excuse me, detective. -Yeah.

We need you outside for a sec.

I'll be right back.

Upon the Maine police's arrival,

they're assuming they're just dealing with

a kidnapping at this point.

It's gonna be okay, okay?

But only minutes into their investigation,

it's suddenly clear that they're dealing with something far worse

than the abduction of a spouse.

Keenan's dog got the hit.

Don wood and Chris brouillard had been murdered.

Steven brown first hit Don wood over the head,

and then he stabbed him

and dragged him across the road

and propped his body up against a tree.

There's another one over there.

Chris brouillard was also hit on the head a couple of times,

but he was stabbed repeatedly.

His throat was cut,

and he died of blunt-force trauma,

as well as the stabbing.

We got to find Deborah brown

before she ends up like this.

Steven knew that these two gentlemen stood in his way

to getting to Deborah, and the only way to get to her

was to eliminate those obstacles.

If he went to that extreme in order to get her

away from that residence,

it obviously gives you pause to realize that whomever did this

is not only capable of the double homicide,

but possibly capable of a third.

Let's go. Come on. Get in the back.

Ripped away from her family

and taken hostage

by her murderous estranged husband, Steven,

Deborah brown has no idea what will happen next.

The sun will be up soon.

We can lay low here until tonight.

The three of them travel through a good part of the night,

and then Steven decides he wants to get a hotel room.

Get US a couple rooms near each other.

Sure. You got it.

So she just does whatever you tell her?

Where'd you find her?

You know, she's just someone I met on the job, okay?

You know, we're just friends.

Yeah? -Yeah.

Did you tell her that?

She did whatever he asked of her.

I mean, I really, truly believe she was in love with him,

and she really thought that we were all gonna be

one, big, happy family under one roof.

Back in Lebanon, Maine,

Whitney and Linda are about to get the shock of their lives.

I, um...

I'm sorry.

I don't -- I don't know how to tell you this, but...

No. No.

We...

We found both Don and Chris.

They're both dead. I'm sorry.

No.

It's a devastating blow for both Linda and Whitney.

But with Deborah still out there,

moving further from rescue every minute,

there's no time to grieve.

Whitney...

Sweetie...

It is so important that we find your mother.

Do you have any idea where your father

might have taken her?

We used to live near ithaca.

He probably still lives there.

Thanks. That's a big help.

Once the Maine state police realize

what they were dealing with -- that there was two people dead

and one person kidnapped -- they put out a bolo.

A bolo is like a "be on the lookout for"

that's used to communicate from agency to agency,

whether it's in state or out of state,

and that's how, ultimately,

we got that bolo in New York state.

Meanwhile, in a motel

on the outskirts of Albany, New York,

Steven brown's reign of terror continues.

That's your room.

Deb and I will take this one.

Right, honey?

I was thinking I could grab US dinner

from the gas station up the road.

Would you like a beer or coffee,

and then maybe we could -- should talk about what...

Just shut up for a minute! Geez!

I need some time with my wife, okay?

Steve, um...

What? -Give me your vest.

I'll get those stains out for you.

Here you go. Thanks.

I don't think that Patricia teeter

ever really realized she was a pawn

in this horrific nightmare that Steven brown had created.

I think she was in love with Steven,

and he utilized that to control her to an extent.

He went in both rooms and ripped out the phones.

He did take the phones or whatever else I could use to,

you know, call for help.

He forced me to have sex with him.

He was so rough.

It made me feel dirty.

After working all night on the case,

Maine detectives finally hit on something of interest.

Yeah, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Whoa.

What kind of car was she driving?

By this time, they had figured out

that Patricia teeter was involved.

They had her car, had her license plate.

No. All right, well, look.

You call me if you get any more information.

I appreciate it.

Yeah, thanks.

Steven, please stop! -No. Hey, hey, hey, hey.

Back at the motel, Patricia teeter sits idle,

patiently waiting to be told her next move.

You're just making it harder. -Leave me alone!

Patricia was secluded in the one room by herself.

She had ample opportunity,

had she chosen to make a phone call to get help.

But Patricia doesn't call the police.

Hey, Gina. It's Patty.

Um, I don't think I'm gonna make it in tomorrow.

Patricia made a phone call to a friend.

Patty, what's going on?

It's all over the news.

There are two men dead in Maine,

and police are looking for Steven

and probably you, too.

Dead?

Where the hell are you?

Near Albany, I think.

Um, hey, listen. I got to go.

I -- I'll talk to you later.

Ultimately, it was Patricia's conversation with her friend

that prompted that friend to call the police,

and that gave US the tip that she was in our area.

At this point in time, the information was disseminated

to our officers, including myself,

and we went to check our local hotels in the area

to see if we could come up with the vehicle

matching that description in the bolo.

But without confirmation

of exactly where the fugitives are hiding,

law enforcement is held at bay well into the following night.

And inside the motel room,

Deborah is starting to lose hope.

Hey, it's, almost dinnertime.

Want me to ask Patty to get US something to eat?

I would not eat any food they brought me

'cause I did not know if they were poisoning me.

They tried to get me to take medicine for my headache.

I just wouldn't do any of that.

Good god.

Are you crying again?

Am I that disgusting to you?

You know what?

I've had it with your sniveling.

Get on the bed.

No.

What?

I said no.

I was angry that he took me away from our kids,

who needed their mom,

and he promised me the whole time we were there

that I could call and talk to them,

but he never let me talk to them at all.

I said get back on the bed!

I never thought there was a way out with him.

I didn't think I was coming out alive.

Outside, in the parking lot,

officer Elaine rudzinski is hard at work.

We knew that Patricia had mentioned Albany

in her phone conversation with her friend,

so, in my mind, that meant

that it might be a hotel at the lower end of our town

where you could see the Albany skyline,

so that's where I went to check first.

I arrived approximately at about 1:40 A.M.,

and I was alone at that point.

I noticed a vehicle that did fit the year and the make

of the vehicle that was described in the bolo

with Steven brown.

I just knew in my gut right away it was that car,

and I couldn't believe that they were in east greenbush.

This is unit 8.

Get me the state police.

I got an update on a 1057.

I called for backup.

I went in to talk to the night clerk

to see who had rented those rooms.

Get US a couple rooms near each other.

Sure. Once we identified

that Patricia teeter had rented both the motel rooms,

we felt pretty confident that Steven brown and Deborah brown

would probably be in the adjacent room,

and we knew we had to act fast.

It's been more than 24 hours

since 36-year-old Deborah brown was taken hostage

by her estranged husband, Steven.

With each passing minute,

he appears closer to his breaking point.

I gave you everything.

There is never enough.

Do you have any idea what you've done to me,

how much I've suffered because of you?

He said, "how can you just stop loving me?"

I remember that specific question.

I said, "this was not love.

You don't treat somebody that way when you love them."

You're pathetic.

Just do what you're gonna do, Steven.

I'm done.

I'm pathetic?

You think I'm pathetic now?

Hey. -What?!

Do you need anything? -What?!

I just want to see if you...

Did I call for you, pat? No.

Get the hell back in your room.

I'm not pathetic.

You're pathetic!

What?! What did I just say?

Get down on the ground. -No! Get off! No!

Two s.W.A.T. Teams assembled --

our local community s.W.A.T. Team

in addition to a state police s.W.A.T. Team,

and they're the two teams

that made the entry simultaneously into each room.

I'm like, "my god. I'm gonna die."

And all I heard was, "put your hands over your head

and don't move."

Police arrest Steven brown and Patricia teeter

and take them into custody.

He can't hurt you anymore.

When Deborah was brought out of the room,

she looked relieved, but she also looked like a woman

that had been through a horrendous ordeal.

We knew she was safe, but I think it was too soon

for her to realize that she was truly safe.

The Maine state police are on their way.

They're gonna meet you at the station.

All I could really do was assure her that she was safe now

and that it was gonna be okay.

But Deborah's nightmare isn't over yet.

How you holding up?

My brother and Chris -- are they okay?

I'm sorry.

We found them in the woods,

and by the time we got to them...

No, they didn't make it.

They told me about my brother and Chris,

and I still didn't believe them.

He said, "yeah, they're really gone."

Two caring individuals --

I mean, they lost all their chances

to be with their family and friends, you know,

and have families of their own.

That afternoon,

Deborah flies back to Lebanon, Maine,

and reunites with her children.

I think the three of US just held each other and cried.

I said, "I'm never leaving you again.

I will not leave your sight."

We thought you were dead.

I'm okay, okay?

Okay.

Hey, snyder. He give you any problem?

No. -All right. Thanks.

Steven brown and Patricia teeter

are extradited from New York back to Maine

where detective Scott harakles interviews each of them.

Steven brown admitted to causing the death

of Donald and Christopher.

But he repeatedly denied it was premeditated...

...and even went so far as to suggest on a couple of occasions

that he was acting in self-defense.

He had the personality where,

"if you're not mine, you're no one's,

and if you don't do what I say you're gonna do,

then I'm going to stop you."

When Deborah ultimately left him,

he couldn't handle that.

That was something against his authority

that he thought he held over her,

and I think that, ultimately, that was his demise

because I don't think he realized what a survivor

Deborah was gonna be.

Patricia teeter is less forthcoming.

She does her best to plead her innocence.

You're facing felony murder charges, Patricia.

Do you understand what's happening?

I had no idea what Steven was really planning.

He told me that he just needed to

get her away from her brother

so he could talk with her.

Just to talk? -Yeah.

You lured Christopher and Donald

into the dark just to talk?

I didn't want anyone to get hurt, okay?

I just wanted him to -- my god -- see his kids

so he could get some closure.

Closure?

So you could be with him?

What?

No.

He -- I just...

Is Steven okay?

Initially, I feel maybe Patricia

was a little naive to what his plan was,

but after they got to the house

and she observed him murder two people,

I think, at that point in time,

she knew exactly what Steven was capable of

and exactly what his intentions were.

When she finally recognizes the strength

of the case against her, Patricia teeter pleads guilty

to two counts of felony murder, plus one count of kidnapping.

In August of 2000,

she is sentenced to 29 years in prison.

On November 4, 1999, Steven brown pleads guilty

to two counts of intentional murder,

plus assorted federal kidnapping charges,

and is sentenced to life in prison.

In 2012, he hangs himself in his cell.

I was angry.

I'm not gonna lie. I was angry at him.

I felt he took the coward way out.

He didn't want to pay for his crimes, you know?

It wasn't worth being angry anymore,

and I'm like, "you know what?

I forgive you for whatever you've done to me

and to my brother and to Chris, my family.

I forgive you."

It was like somebody took a weight off my shoulder,

and for the first time in years, I could breathe.

Donald wood and Chris brouillard

continue to be missed by those who loved them.

I remember their smiles.

Chris -- we'd have little bonfires, you know,

have a beer, talk about the good old days growing up,

when we were kids.

My brother Donnie -- he was more like a dad to me

than a brother, so I really --

and if I need somebody to talk to,

he's just not there.

Deborah brown finds solace in her children

and new purpose in her life.

The now remarried survivor

works with federal agencies and women's groups,

speaking about domestic violence.

It's been a journey,

but I figure I survived for a reason.

I tell myself that every day -- "I survived for a reason."

If it's just to help one person, you know --

just one other person who's gone through

what I've gone through --

then I've done what I was supposed to do for surviving.