Hey everyone, here is the sequel to 'Lost'. I hope you enjoy this chapter and it is extra long for you all. To understand this, new readers will need to read the first installement, 'Lost'."
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Spencer froze as he heard the words that his daughter's attacker had said to her. He froze at the name as it connected the present to the past. It brought a nightmare into his life. A nightmare he had fought so hard against. He looked back to see the rest of the team all looking at him with the same eyes they had looked at him with after Callie Jones' death. The day she died, they all swore to keep the secret of her being Beatrix's biological mother. Spencer closed his eyes and took a deep breath. The past was knocking at his door and as much as he didn't want to, he had to open the door to his past to keep his daughter safe in the present. He looked up at Emily to see her shaking her head subtly. He knew how much Emily didn't want to tell Beatrix about Callie.
"What's wrong? Beatrix asked as she noticed her parents and the others behaviour changed. "Why did he call me Elena?"
"Everyone, can you give me a moment alone with Trix, please?" Spencer asked as he kept his eyes on his daughter. At that moment, the team knew what he was about to do. After they left the room, nothing would be the same again. "Emily, you should go too. I need to do this alone."
The team left the room. Morgan, Hotch and Rossi brought William with them out of the room. Emily nodded and got to her feet, she leaned up and kissed her daughter on the forehead. "I love you, little peanut. Always have and always will. I just wanted you to know that. I'll see you in a little while."
"I love you too," Beatrix said as she looked at her mother with confusion. "Mom, why did you say that?"
"You'll understand soon," Emily said with tears in her eyes. Emily walked out the room and closed the door, her heart breaking as she realised that Beatrix would know the truth soon.
Spencer looked up at his daughter and held her hand, he stroked his thumb over her hand as he tried to find the right words.
"Beatrix, before I tell you what I need to tell you, I need you to know that Emily and myself love you more than the world. I cradled you in my arms when you were a baby and I rocked you to sleep when you cried. You would smile at Emily and you would settle in her arms every time. What I have done has always been to protect you and to keep you safe. I've kept a secret from you and as much as I wish I didn't have to tell you this secret, it is the only way I can protect you properly and make you understand."
"Dad, what are you talking about?" Beatrix questioned.
"A long time ago, before you born, something happened to me. You know the story of how I got shot in the head and stomach, you know the reason for the metal plate in my head. You know that I was in a coma for two years. I always told you I had been at the hospital the entire time but that is a lie. For two years, the others including Emily mourned my death because a very bad man, made them think I was dead. I was in a coma but not in the hospital. A man called Dante Jones kidnapped me from the hospital and I spent two years with him in my coma state. I was eventually rescued by the team from Dante but I got captured again by him and his sister. Her name was Callie Jones. The team got me back but I learned from Callie that she had sexually abused me during my coma. I found out she got pregnant during the last months of my coma."
He watched as Beatrix's eyes went wide as she began to make the connections.
"No," Beatrix cried. "Please don't tell me."
"Beatrix, I am your biological father but Emily is not your biological mother. Callie Jones is your biological mother. She gave birth to you. I never told you this because Callie Jones murdered people, she did terrible things to me and I never wanted you to be burdened with who she was. I raised you alone until beginning a relationship with Emily. When we married, she adopted you as her daughter. You have to know that Emily has always loved you. She has always been a mother to you, even since the day you were born.
"Why did that man call me Elena? Why did you keep this from me?!" Beatrix yelled angrily. "Is Callie the one after me? I hate this. Everything has changed now. My whole life is nothing but a lie!"
"No, it isn't a lie," Spencer said as she placed his hand on his daughter's shoulder and tried to comfort her. "Since the day you were born, I have wanted only to give you a life full of goodness, love and warmth. I wanted to give you the childhood and life that I didn't have growing up. Emily is your mother, she raised you, she loves you and she almost died protecting you. Elena was the name that Callie gave you before I came to the hospital and took you home. I gave you your name because at that time I felt sad and scared. Your name means she who brings happiness. That is what you gave me. You gave me that happiness of being a father."
"What are you talking about?" she said as she wiped her hand over her wet, tear-stained cheek.
"Callie Jones is dead," Spencer began to explain. "She escaped prison when you were a baby and she broke into the apartment when I wasn't there. Emily was there though. She heard Callie over the baby monitor and raced to your nursery. Callie wanted to take you and then take me. She had this delusional idea that I loved her and that we would be a family. Emily and Callie fought with each other. Callie stabbed Emily in her stomach and Emily stabbed her. Callie bled out and died almost instantly. I went to the apartment and found Emily on the ground. She almost died protecting you. I brought you to the hospital later that day and you only settled when you were in her arms. The moment she woke up, you smiled at her with love. She loves you so much. She is afraid that after this you are going reject her. Beatrix, I've told you the truth. Please, just talk to me."
Beatrix closed her eyes and found herself taking deep breaths to try to calm herself. Her whole world flipped upside down. Someone had tried to kidnap her and that person is connected to her biological mother. She had always thought that Emily was her biological mother. She wasn't though. Her biological mother had abused her father and killed people. Closing her eyes and leaning back into her pillow, she thought back to moments in her childhood. Her mind travelled back to moments with Emily.
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A five-year old Beatrix falls in the park, her knee and elbow getting scraped and tears springing to her eyes. "Mommy!"
Emily rushed over Beatrix and brought her daughter into her arms. "Hey, little peanut. It's okay. Mommy is here."
She places her on nearby park bench and looks at Beatrix's scrapes on her knee and elbow. Emily leans down and kisses her daughter on the elbow. "It's okay. Mommy is going to kiss away all the boo-boos."
Beatrix let out a small giggle and wrapped her small arms around Emily.
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"Mom, I don't feel well. I can't breathe through my nose," a twelve-year-old Beatrix said in a squeaky, congested voice as she wiped her nose again. Her chest felt horrible and she felt so tired. Emily walked into the room with a bowl of chicken soup. She placed it on the table across Beatrix's lap and stroked some hair out of her daughter's face.
"It's just the flu, you will feel better soon. I promise. Do you want to eat the soup yourself or shall I feed it to you?" Emily asked as she picked up the spoon and stirred the soup.
"Can you feed it to me? I just feel so weak," Beatrix sighed heavily. Emily smiled and scooped some soup onto the spoon. Beatrix opened her mouth and relished the chicken soup as she swallowed it.
"Thanks for taking care of me, mom," Beatrix smiled gently.
"Anytime, peanut."
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A fourteen year old Beatrix walks up the stairs with a tray in her hands. William is at her side with two gifts in his hand. They walk into their parent's bedroom and over to the bed. They watch as their mother wakes up and find joy in the smile that comes across her face.
"Happy mother's day," they said in unison causing Spencer to wake up next to Emily. He smiled as he watched Emily sit up in bed and take the tray from Beatrix. She signalled for Will and Beatrix to come closer. She brought both of them into a hug and kissed them on the forehead.
"Thank you, my wonderful peanuts. I love you so much!"
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Beatrix opened her eyes and looked at her father.
"Can you bring her back into the room?" Beatrix said as she looked at her father. Spencer nodded and called for Emily to come back into the room. Emily walked into the room and over to the bedside. She sat on the edge of the bed and saw Beatrix knew the truth. She prepared herself for the worst.
"It's going to take time for me to fully accept everything. I'm really scared at the moment," Beatrix said. She looked up at Emily and saw the pain in her eyes. "You are still my mom. You always have been and you always will be. I'm scared right now and I need my momma to protect me now. Please protect me, mom."
Emily rushed forward and wrapped her arms around her daughter, she couldn't help but cry. "I'll always protect you. You are my daughter and I love you. I'm not going to let anything happen to you, little peanut. I love you."
"Love you too, mom," Beatrix cried as she held onto her mother as tightly as she could. Unknown
"You let her get away! She's a fifteen year old kid! I don't know what I even pay you for. I want her taken and brought here. Do your job or I'm going to bring someone in who can do that job. I'll even throw in some extra for them to kill you. Get the job done!" a voice screamed down his phone. The call disconnected and the man slammed his phone shut.
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