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I hate coming back here. It makes me shake.

It makes me feel physically sick.

Coming back here makes me relive that day.

A two-year-old boy from Sheffield

has disappeared while on a Greek holiday island.

I thought, "Ben's really quiet".

And I went out, and he wasn't there. "Where's Ben?"

How can a child just vanish?

A full-scale search is continuing for the missing Sheffield toddler

who disappeared while staying with his mother.

I appealed for anyone with any information, please come forward.

Police say the boy could have been kidnapped.

Why would someone steal my child?

Little Ben is in my hands.

We thought, "Oh my God,

this is really important. This could be it."

If the boy were here, we'd give him back.

"If you don't go, he's gonna shoot you."

Go away or we'll take our guns and kill you.

It is one of the world's greatest mysteries.

What happened to Ben Needham?

It's like being private investigators with no experience whatsoever.

The witness coming forward, this was the breakthrough.

What the bloody hell is going on? Something's happening.

You're left with the one plausible explanation.

They were not looking for a full little body.

They were looking for fragments of him.

If he's dead, where's the evidence? But if he's alive, where is he?

It's like living my worst nightmare.

Someone on that island knows what happened to Ben.

I will find the answers.

That one is the last-ever photograph taken of Ben.

The last-ever picture taken of him.

Absolutely beautiful, inside and out.

Ben was born in 1989. I was still 17.

Everybody wanted to spend time with him because he was such a happy little baby.

He had a cute little giggle, he would make everybody laugh.

My family were a very, very normal working-class family.

We lived in a very poor area of Sheffield, in England.

I didn't want Ben to grow up living in a place like that.

My parents decided they were gonna go and move to the Greek island of Kos

to have a better way of life for us.

Kos was freedom to me

and hopefully to my family.

Me and Kerry's dad, Eddie, and the kids, Stephen and Danny.

I have two brothers, Stephen, who is two years younger than me,

and Danny, who is six years younger than me.

Ben's like a little brother, really.

Even though we're a 10-year age gap, we'd play.

He just had a good sense of humour. Always playing and messing around.

A lot of people thought, "You can't just go and live on a Greek island".

Well, yes, we can.

It's still the same. It's still a beautiful island.

And that's the reason why we all came...

Why we'd come here in the first place.

Yeah. It's not the island itself's fault, is it?

My first impression of Kos was

"Wow". Never seen anything like it in my life.

You've got the sunshine, the colour of the sea. So blue, so clean.

It was like living in a dream world.

The Needhams would've been an unusual addition for the Kos society at the time.

This was a closed-off society where everybody knew everyone.

This is a conservative part of Greek society.

Kerry had Ben when she was very young.

All this would've been talked about.

Many people would've disapproved.

Teenage pregnancy was considered, you know, not the acceptable thing to do.

Everybody seemed so smiley, so happy, so friendly, wanting to help.

Now we look back and go,

"Well, were we that stupid to believe that everybody on the island was nice?"

But we did.

We rented some land, an olive grove, off a farmer.

Absolutely idyllic.

Eddie and Stephen got a job to renovate an old farmhouse,

and they went off to work there every single day.

I managed to get a waitress job at a hotel very, very close by.

I would drop Ben off with my mum.

You know, "I will take care of Ben while you go to work".

I was like the second mother.

You didn't think that anything bad would ever, ever happen on that island.

We had no idea that it held dark secrets.

I gave him a kiss on his lips, and said goodbye and set off to work.

I thought me and Ben could have a little stroll

and surprise Eddie and Stephen at work.

Ben was in a pushchair, and he'd got two Dinky cars.

He was banging them together to make sounds.

When we arrived at the farmhouse, Eddie was mixing concrete.

They were waiting for Dino, the digger driver,

who was helping to build another property.

-The tree's still there. No. -Yeah. Not much of it, though, is there?

Ben was playing under the tree.

We sat inside, and Ben was coming in and out of the door, playing.

You feel all right?

-Mmm. -You'll be okay.

Stephen decided there's no more work for him to do that day.

He said he was going home on his motorbike to get a shower.

Ben was still playing outside the farmhouse door,

and Stephen just drove off on his motorbike.

Stephen was the last person to see Ben.

A bit later, I thought, "Ben's really quiet".

And I went out, and he wasn't there. I was like,

"Where's Ben? Where is he?"

I came out of this doorway, and I went down that way.

And then I came back and thought, "He can't have got this far".

Eddie went across the field, shouting his name,

and he came back saying, "He's not there. There's no one there".

My dad went to the other property where Dino was working.

Dino wasn't around. Nobody was around.

That's when we thought Stephen must have took him on the motorbike,

because Ben was always getting on the motorbike.

That was the logical explanation.

At that point, we stopped looking.

I wasn't alarmed at all.

I decided, "I am not going to tell Kerry, because she's at work,"

and I didn't want to panic her, because in my brain, I was still thinking,

"Stephen's gonna bring him back in a minute".

Later on that evening, I distinctly remember being with my dad,

going to Steve's apartment and saying,

"Steve, it's only us. Where's Ben?"

And I remember Steve saying, "Ben? I ain't got Ben".

"Oh, my God. Where is he, then?"

That's panic.

So that's when me and Stephen went to the police station.

They decided to send some officers up to the farmhouse, and they all searched.

My dad searched into places

that there would be no way a 21-month-old child could've gone to.

He went into grass up to here,

and there is no way Ben would've gone in there, but he searched them anyway.

The police were questioning my mum about "Where is the mother?"

So then the police brought my mum to the hotel where I was working.

She's crying, and I said, you know, "What's happened?"

She said, "I can't find Ben".

"What do you mean, you can't find Ben?"

She went, "I've lost him. I can't find him".

I was proper crying by then.

I was like, "I've lost him and it's dark and he'll be frightened, and..."

And she calmed me down.

She said, "Mum, Mum, it'll be OK. We'll find him".

We went up to the farmhouse, and we searched,

shouting his name, and you're just shouting,

waiting to hear a cry or somebody say, "I've got him".

And it didn't come. It just didn't come.

So I'm panicking.

"My son's going to be scared. He wants his mummy".

Which was soul-destroying.

And it was then the police said,

"You need to come to the police station now and give

"your official statements".

We were taken one by one into a room.

It felt like an interrogation,

and that was when the Greek police said to Stephen,

"You took the child. You killed the child. You buried the child".

Because Ben's nowhere to be seen, they've checked everything,

the Greek police were all thinking,

"The family have got something to do with it".

I was an unfit mother for going to work

and leaving my child with his grandparents.

You're begging them for help,

and they're accusing you of doing something.

And then it was, "Well, it must be Stephen, then".

Stephen had a broken indicator cap on his motorbike,

and one of the Greek officers asked Stephen,

"Did you have an accident?"

Stephen said, "Well, yeah, I did, but it was three weeks ago".

Stephen said, "They think that I have had an accident with him and buried his body".

Stephen was horrified, and he walked out of that interrogation room.

He was absolutely beside himself.

There was just a little farmhouse opposite,

where an old Greek couple lived.

The old lady actually saw Stephen leave that day on his motorbike.

Alone.

So then they had to stop accusing Stephen.

We're in a foreign country, and the police were all we had.

I didn't want to lose my temper,

because I didn't want to upset them.

I would've thought everybody on the plot of land would've been a suspect,

irrespective of who they were and their relationship to Ben and his family.

There was very little evidence about what had happened to Ben

and every lead needed to be followed up on.

So the Kos police had to interview the Needham family,

even if it was just to confirm that they were not involved.

This is something that everybody on the island

would've found out about very quickly.

They would be talking about it and probably gossiping as well.

We were horrified at the rubbish they were talking.

"The grandfather, he's an alcoholic".

"The grandmother, she was having an affair with the local shepherd".

It was like, "What?"

"Ben, he was dirty and starving. The mother didn't care.

"She went to the discos. She was drunk".

It was the island rumours that were spreading like wildfire.

We were a family needing help.

They wasn't interested in helping.

They wanted a solution, which was to blame the family.

There was just a knock at the door.

Opened the door and he said, "Hello. I'm looking for the Needham family".

I'm like, "Yes". "I'm here from The Sun newspaper".

That's when the news broke in the UK.

I think the whole of the British media turned up.

A two-year-old boy from Sheffield