“Stay With Me, Baby,” Officer Whispers — Then He Realizes How Serious It Is…
Deputies arriving on State Road 41, expecting a routine medical call, are instantly met with total chaos.

“Where are you hit? Okay. Where’s the baby hit?”
“They’re uh we think she’s dead.”
“Huh?”
“I think she’s dead. I’m not”
Inside, the primary suspect has vanished into thin air, leaving behind a scene that defies logical explanation.
“I just finished feeding my baby girl.”
“Okay.”
“And I had her in my arms. He got already a bit. I told him that he’s actually a child. He walked to the other room. He got the walker.”
Why would a minor household argument instantly escalate into a tactical assault? And where did the suspect disappear to?
“That’s what he used to pull that out.”
On the early morning of June 26, 2023, emergency dispatch receives an urgent call from a residence in Broome County, New York.
“Do you have some kind of bandage on that right now?”
“No.”
Deputies arrive within minutes to find 29-year-old Megan Carey in desperate need of emergency assistance.
“I just had a C-section here.”
“That’s right. They’re going to help uh they’re going to help the baby, and we’re going to help you up.”
Megan is recovering from a recent surgical procedure, making it almost impossible for her to move on her own.
“I just had a C-section less than 2 weeks ago.”
While paramedics work to stabilize both victims, officers immediately notice something missing from the scene.
“All right, here. I’m going to move that, okay? I’m going to get right on there.”
As medical personnel prepare the victims for transport, Megan identifies the aggressor as her 29-year-old husband, Patrick Proffer Heat.
“He hurt my arm. He got mad and he hit I told him this is my child. He walked in the other room, he got the crossbow.”
The trajectory of the projectile indicates the bolt passed through the infant before striking Megan.
“All right, just keep this room clear. So why don’t you grab this right here and just press down there, okay? All right. So I know you’ll be all right, Megan. Just going to”
The focus instantly turns to tracking Patrick’s escape route through the surrounding property.
“Uh I’m not sure.”
“Okay. All right. Well, thank you. I’ll let you know about the situation, okay?”
A family member living in an adjacent property provides deputies with their first concrete lead.
“At like 5:00 she saw his truck drive back. I guess there’s like some miles of trails back here.”
“Okay.”
“She said that’s probably where he is.”
“Okay.”
“She said you have to go over like the creek.”
“Caitlin.”
“She lives there?”
“She lives in the little house down back.”
“Oh.”
Deputies establish a perimeter around the residence to preserve the crime scene while units move toward the dense tree line.
“I guess I’m going to start a crime scene log if you guys just want to try to minimize coming in and out. Where did he go? He either must must have taken off in the woods in those trails or left the scene.”
Locating Patrick’s sister, Caitlin, becomes the immediate priority to assess the suspect’s potential firepower.
“Where’s Caitlin? You know where Caitlin went?”
“Nope.”
“Caitlin, the sister? She lives here.”
“She said he went back here and”
“No, I have no”
When deputies locate Caitlin, her initial response confirms their worst fears about the suspect’s destination.
“What’s her name? Caitlin? This is your brother?”
“Yes.”
“What way would I go?”
“Um so you drive straight up through”
“Straight?”
“Yes. There’s going to be a huge like a 10-acre field. Around the edge of the field, there’s a driveway. Um once you get to the top of the hill, there’s a trail that you can go through. He’s on that trail.”
“How do you know?”
“I’m almost positive. There’s nowhere else he”
“Don’t be calling him. Do you know if he has anything on him?”
“I have no idea.”
“Does he have guns?”
“As far as I know, only that that crossbow.”
While search teams press deeper into the brush, field officers receive a critical update from the hospital. The 3-week-old infant, Eleanor, has succumbed to her injuries.
“I don’t know the the male involved here at all. I literally just walked into this”
The shift from an assault investigation to a homicide operation dramatically increases the urgency to locate Patrick.
Investigators turn to digital evidence, questioning Megan at the hospital to establish Patrick’s recent digital footprint.
“What’s his name?”
“Is that okay?”
“I need to get what?”
“I’m not I’m lucid. So they have to swipe me to go home. Just want to tell him for sure he’s not for sure just”
“Okay.”
“Do you know what he was wearing?”
“Um shorts.”
“What color shorts?”
“I don’t remember.”
Despite her state of shock, Megan reveals a single crucial detail that alters the direction of the manhunt.
“So he still has your phone?”
“He did.”
“What’s your phone number? Do you have one?”
“I don’t remember”
“You don’t remember?”
“I had just gotten shot and I was trying to I couldn’t remember I really couldn’t remember.”
“Okay. I totally understand. Uh”
Patrick hadn’t just fled. He had confiscated Megan’s phone before leaving, unknowingly creating a live GPS beacon for tracking teams. Ping data pinpoints the active cellular signal to a remote wooded patch nearly 10 miles away from the original scene.
“What uh Where does he normally go in the pickup truck and stuff? Anywhere?”
“Up the other road.”
“Okay.”
Deputies converge on the coordinates, navigating off-road terrain to locate the source of the signal.
“Watch these from the Lincoln Navigator. He’s got a pretty good idea where the car is and that, so uh he’s going to push that out in the field and we’ll probably come back out on it.”
“Yeah, that’s what this entryway is. So, he could have just come up and left.”
“there’s bumper pieces back there. He could have gotten in from that way.”
“Let’s just push out this trail and make sure he didn’t bang a right and go back up the field.”
Tension rises as officers search for signs of human activity in the dense brush. Every snap of a twig in the undergrowth keeps the search team on high alert.
“One on the other corner.”
“I think we’ll be secondary to our primary track through this [ __ ] head and”
“All right.”
“You’re on point with this thing you’re filming with.”
Less than a mile into the secondary trail, deputies spot a red pickup truck parked off the main path. Officers immediately draw their weapons and move in on the vehicle.
“I think the suspect in the woods.”
“Where?”
“Hey, let me SEE YOUR HANDS. HANDS UP! KEEP YOUR HANDS IN THE AIR. DO NOT MOVE. WHAT? SLOWLY TO THE SOUND OF MY VOICE WITH YOUR HANDS IN THE AIR. DO IT NOW.”
Patrick emerges from the brush, complying with commands as officers close the distance.
“I got eyes. Keep them up. Keep your hands up. Hands all the way in the air. Do it now. With your WITH YOUR HAND, LIFT THE BACK OF YOUR SHIRT. DO IT NOW. With your right hand. Put your hands in the air. Spin. 360. Do it now. Keep spinning. Keep spinning. Stop.”
Deputies move in quickly to secure the suspect and check for hidden weapons.
“Ben, you got a copy?”
“My cell phone goes there on the ground.”
“I have my wallet.”
“My keys and my wallet are in my pocket.”
“Nothing in that.”
“Where’s the gun?”
“There’s no gun.”
“No guns?”
“No guns.”
“For a quick copy.”
“It’s just my wallet. My keys are in this pocket. I lost my shoes.”
Nearly 3 hours after the initial 911 call, Patrick is taken into custody. With the suspect secured, investigators return to the hospital to inform Megan of her daughter’s passing and piece together the motive.
“I did everything I”
“could. Okay? This isn’t your fault.”
“I want my daughter.”
“Stop. Okay. What can I do?”
“Bring her back.”
Overcome with grief, Megan details the exact sequence of events that led up to the attack.
“So, after you he walks in the room, he says the crossbow is loaded.”
“Yeah, but it wasn’t pointed towards you.”
“Mhm. Okay.”
“I thought maybe he did pull the trigger he would do in the wall. This is my room.”
“So, after it hit you,”
Megan explains that the violent outburst began over a routine domestic disturbance. The infant’s crying had woken Patrick from his sleep.
“The crossbow wasn’t pointed towards me. I tried [clears throat] to grab my cell phone.”
“Okay.”
“Called 911. He took it off me.”
“Has he been violent with you a lot before?”
“Purpose threats.”
“How long has that been going on for?”
“Almost 16 years.”
“Okay.”
“He probably saw us right here.”
Uncovering a multi-year history of domestic abuse, prosecutors formally charged Patrick with attempted murder. On February 28, 2025, Patrick pleaded guilty to second-degree murder and was sentenced to 25 years to life in state prison.