Full Summary: Amy is kidnapped and Ty, along with Jack and Caleb must find her. But with a snow storm sweeping in, hiding the trail to her rescue, and a panicked dread of fear of losing the one he loves, it takes everything in Ty and the others to get through this.
Disclaimer: I obviously don't own Heartland. And this is supposed to be set in season 5.
She stopped chasing Thunder around the pen and walked away from him to wait. She held her breath wondering if he would come. He cautiously walked towards her. Just before his nose brushed her arm, he spun away and ran in the other direction.
Amy shook her head. "I don't know what's wrong with him. He just seems to be afraid of everything," she said a bit frustrated. "I'm not sure what to try next," she continued with a sigh. "Why don't you just call it a day and try again tomorrow?" Ty said, hopping down from the fence where he'd been watching. Amy just nodded. Ty walked over and slipped his arm around her thin waist as they walked to the gate. He could tell she was disappointed with herself. "Hey, if anyone can figure it out Amy, it's you," he assured her. "I guess," she said as she looked up at him and smiled. She always appreciated his confidence in her. "I love you," she said as she moved up towards his face. Ty leaned down to meet her lips. "I love you too," he whispered through a smile. "You ready to go?" he asked. "Go where?" Ty pretended to look annoyed. "Maggie's. Jack asked me to pick up some feed and you said you'd come with me," he told her. "Oh yeah. I'm sorry I forgot Ty, just give me a minute," Amy told him as she race to the house after stealing one more kiss.
"It's getting colder out," Amy commented as she climbed out of Ty's blue truck, now parked in front of Maggie's, into the cold, late afternoon air. "Yeah, I know. You want to grab a coffee before loading the feed?" He asked. "Sounds good to me." Ty hurried to open the door for Amy as they walked in. "Hi guys," Soraya, Amy's best friend greeted them. "What'll it be?" "Hey," Amy greeted her back. "Two coffees please," Ty told her as they sat at the bar. "It looks like it's fixing to snow more out there," Ashley stated. "And it feels like it too," she add as she shivered from the gust of cold air that followed another costumer in. "Yeah, I heard we're supposed to get some bad weather tonight," Soraya said. "Great, well I'm glad I told Caleb to pick me up early," Ashley declared. "Yeah, we better get that feed and get back quickly then Amy," Ty told her. Amy nodded her agreement.
"Well, here's your coffee," Soraya said handing it to them. As she was getting their change, the man sitting next to Amy knocked over his coffee, spilling it all over the counter and onto the floor. "Sorry about that," he said. "Don't worry about it," Soraya told him as she bent to clean it up. The instant she did, the man jumped up and grabbed a handful of money from the open cash register, and bolted for the door. "Hey!" Ty yelled as he jumped up after him. He caught the man's coat just before he reached the door and pulled him to the ground. "Ty!" Amy yelled as she rushed over to them. The man and Ty both scrambled up to their feet from the ground where they'd fallen . "Just give it back man," Ty huffed. When the man didn't respond, Ty moved towards him again but was stopped when Amy stepped in front of him. She touched his arm. "Ty no," she said looking into his eyes.
"Stay away from me!" the man suddenly demanded pulling out a hand gun from under his coat and aiming it towards Ty. "Whoa, easy," Ty said putting a protective arm in front of Amy. "No one's going to touch you, just put the gun away," he coaxed. Amy stood there frozen. She was terrified. Not for herself, but for Ty. The gun was pointing right at he's chest. A pull of the trigger and the man she loved, would be dead. She couldn't let anything happen to him. "Please!" Amy almost shouted. "Please," she said again, this time more quietly. "Just put the gun away, okay?" she gentle pleaded, trying to get the man's attention away from Ty. She took a small step towards him even though Ty protested by grabbing her hand. "Just put it away," she urged as if she was trying to calm down a horse. The man didn't move or speak. His eyes just shifted from Ty and Amy to the other dozen pairs of eyes watching him. He's hand shook as he gripped the gun with white knuckles. He didn't know what to do.
Ashley and Soraya stood shocked behind the counter. Nobody else moved either. At that moment the bell on the door rang and all eyes shifted as Caleb walked in. His large smile faded from his face as soon as he saw the frightened man gripping a gun, and the warning gazes of Ty and Amy. He froze. But the man didn't. He felt too threatened. He lunged at the closest person and grabbed her by the waist, pulling her against his body. "Amy!" Ty yelled, frantic as the man placed the tip of his gun to the side of Amy's head. Ty felt panic grip him. Not Amy. No. He had to do something, anything to get that gun away from her head. That's all that mattered. She had to be ok. He wouldn't let anything happen to her. He was afraid to move, afraid to advance towards the man. But he was afraid not to. He had to get that gun away from her head. He had to. Ty lifted his open hands out in front of him in submission. "Just let her go. Let her go and take the money. No one will stop you," Ty said, his voice shaking in fear. "That's right," the man agreed. "No one's going to stop me or follow me" he said slowly moving towards the door pulling Amy with him. "Or she gets hurt."
Ty's heart pounded in his chest. It took everything in him not to ran at the man and rip his filthy hands off of Amy. Shear panic threatened to erupt into action. But he couldn't. He couldn't do anything or she might get hurt. He looked at Amy. He'd never felt so helpless or so broken and defeated. She wasn't even gone yet, but he knew she would be. He looked into her pleading eyes and felt and anger seize him like he'd never felt before. But Amy wasn't pleading for him to save her. To rescue her. She was pleading for him not to. She still wasn't afraid for herself. She knew she would be as soon as he was safe. But until then, he was all that mattered. She didn't want him to move. She didn't want him to do anything. She didn't want him to get hurt. She could see how much he wanted to help her. She knew how much it was hurting him not to. But she prayed he would do nothing. Ty began to take a step towards them but stopped himself. He shook in rage and terror. He would have given anything for it to be him and not her. Any other time he would have beat that man to the ground. He would have made him pay for even trying to take Amy. But he couldn't. He was too afraid. Not of getting shot. No. He had never been afraid of getting hurt. He would have done anything if he could stop this. No, he was afraid Amy would get hurt. He couldn't risk it. No matter how much he wanted to, he couldn't do anything.
The man pulled Amy out the door and the cold swallowed her. His arm dug into her waist pulling her closer to his truck, further away from Ty. She trembled in fear. But she had to be strong for him. She locked eyes with Ty one last time as she was drug into the man's parked truck. She nodded her head as if to tell him she'd be ok. "Ty!" she screamed as a wave of sudden desperation engulfed her. She wanted him to know she'd be alright. He needed to know. The truck door slammed shut. Now it was just her. Now she was alone. She just had to worry about herself. Even in her fear, she felt relief flood her. He was safe.
Ty ran out into the street as the black truck drove away. The one thing he loved more than life was being taken from him. The person he wouldn't hesitate to die for was gone. She was in danger and he couldn't protect her. He gasped for breath as a cold dread and terror of what could happened to her thundered through his head. He wouldn't let anything happen to her, he wouldn't let anyone take her from him, his panicked mind screamed. But yet, there was nothing he could do right now. He had no control. "Amy!" one more desperate cry escaped his lips, echoing after the black truck long after it had disappeared.
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