Rachel Houlihan

There are lots of pictures of Travis. And oddly enough, he's got the same blue eyes as Jenny and John.

There are lots of pictures of Travis. And oddly enough, he's got the same blue eyes as Jenny and John.

There's also a handwritten note in the bin from the birth mother, written when Travis was a few months old.

There's also a handwritten note in the bin from the birth mother, written when Travis was a few months old.

John sits to the side, cross-legged, staring at his phone. He barely looks up at his mother or the bin.

John sits to the side, cross-legged, staring at his phone. He barely looks up at his mother or the bin.

For Travis's first birthday, Jenny bought him a gift card to Toys R Us and a book, Happy Birthday to You by Dr. Seuss. She hadn't seen him for over five months. All ties had been instantly severed. She didn't know her place in his life anymore. Still, she got the biological grandmother's address and put together a package. She pulls up a photo on her phone of the card she sent.

For Travis's first birthday, Jenny bought him a gift card to Toys R Us and a book, Happy Birthday to You by Dr. Seuss. She hadn't seen him for over five months. All ties had been instantly severed. She didn't know her place in his life anymore. Still, she got the biological grandmother's address and put together a package. She pulls up a photo on her phone of the card she sent.

In the months after losing Travis, John lives with his mother. He can't stand to be in the house he bought, the one he thought he'd raise a family in.

In the months after losing Travis, John lives with his mother. He can't stand to be in the house he bought, the one he thought he'd raise a family in.

Family and friends rallied around John and helped pull him out of the spiral. His darkest thoughts eventually receded. Almost nine years have now passed. And today, sitting around with his buddy Delano, he can joke about all of it. Sort of.

Family and friends rallied around John and helped pull him out of the spiral. His darkest thoughts eventually receded. Almost nine years have now passed. And today, sitting around with his buddy Delano, he can joke about all of it. Sort of.

But the questions, they never stopped. They eat at him.

But the questions, they never stopped. They eat at him.

How did this happen? Was it all just bad luck? Or was it something more?

How did this happen? Was it all just bad luck? Or was it something more?

Neither John nor his ex ever reached out to Prenatal Paternities, Inc. about the wrong test result. In the chaos that engulfed their lives, neither had the emotional bandwidth. As part of our investigation, we reached out to the company about their tests. They had no comment. But John's story doesn't end there. And for Jorge and me, it was the beginning of something bigger.

Neither John nor his ex ever reached out to Prenatal Paternities, Inc. about the wrong test result. In the chaos that engulfed their lives, neither had the emotional bandwidth. As part of our investigation, we reached out to the company about their tests. They had no comment. But John's story doesn't end there. And for Jorge and me, it was the beginning of something bigger.

And that Facebook group leads us to a small lab on the eastern edge of Toronto.

And that Facebook group leads us to a small lab on the eastern edge of Toronto.