Missing Baby boy
Love. Love is like a lump of gold, hard to get, and hard to hold. Love is warmth like the sun against your skin. Love is like a drug you can´t resist, speeding your heart with pleasurable sin and yes…Love is something everybody wants to have and feel.
But sadly, all things in this world must come to an end. And for Allison Cameron it came too soon and turned into her worst nightmare.
She´d only loved a few people in her life.
Her husband- dead
Her parents- dead
Her little sister- in Germany
Her latest husband- still there
Her beloved son- kidnapped
Her son. Her angel. Her cute little boy. He had a cherubic face with the most beautiful big, blue eyes she´d ever seen. He had the cutest laugh in the world and his adorable face was always able to enlighten even the worst of her days.
He was gone now. And she didn´t know where he was.
Her baby.
Brady Finley Chase, 3 years old.
Chapter 1
Cuddy sighed, because she´d been looking for Allison the last two hours but she didn´t know where the young immunologist went to. She had been everywhere. In the ER, where Allison had been the senior attending for the last two years, in the conference room of diagnostics, down in the clinic, he!! She even went to Chase, but he didn´t know where she was either and he didn´t want to know where she was.
Everything had changed…
Her high-heels clicked as Cuddy went to the women´s rest room. Doctors and nurses were running around, children were crying and monitors went crazy the moment Cuddy passed one of the patients rooms.
Cuddy ignored everything and went ahead. She needed to find her doctor; she needed to find her best friend.
She slowly opened the door to the restrooms and stepped in. She could hear water drops falling into the sink and… she could hear muffled cries coming from the very end of the room.
Cuddy´s heart was breaking.
She knew who was crying there in the dark, all alone. She´d been crying for the last two weeks, hadn´t been able to get any work done, hadn´t been able to face her husband.
´Allison…´
Cuddy slowly followed the sounds and soon found her friend sitting on a bench…with a bottle of vodka?!
´Oh Allison…´
Cuddy sighed and took a place next to Allison, who slowly looked up with her red, puffy eyes. Tears spilled down her cheeks, her long, blonde hair oily.
´Allison, you have to stop this.´ Cuddy tried to take the bottle away from her.
´No´
´Allison. You aren´t even allowed to take alcohol into the hospital, so PLEASE. Give me the bottle now.´
The younger woman sighed. She took a last huge sip from the bottle before handing over her only reason for living.
Cuddy put the bottle away as far as possible and stroked her friends back. Silent tears dropped onto the dark jeans of the ER head.
´Allison…´
´Don´t Lisa. Don´t.´
´Allison. Please. I know how you must feel now…I´
´NO.´ Allison´s head turned sharply.
´YOU DON´T KNOW ANYTHING.´
Lisa was taken aback.
´DO YOU KNOW HOW IT IS TO FEEL THIS EMPTY INSIDE? DO YOU KNOW HOW IT FEELS NOT TO KNOW WHERE YOUR CHILD IS OR IF HE´S EVEN STILL ALIVE? ´
Tears welled up in Cuddy´s eyes.
´YOU DON´T KNOW ANYTHING.´
Cameron started to cry heartbreakingly, put her head on her knees, praying that someone just shot her in the head so that all her pain could go away.
´I miss him so much Lisa. I miss the mornings where he would come running into our bedroom and saying how wonderful the day would be. I miss kissing his soft, little cheeks and I miss breathing into his baby scent. I miss holding him.´
´Allison…´
´What if the police doesn´t find him? What if he´s dead? I won´t live with that. I won´t.´
A lone tear escaped down Cuddy´s cheek, her heart going out for her only friend.
´Oh Allison.´
The older woman scooted over a little and took the young woman into her arms.
They were both crying and grieving for the little boy Cameron loved the most in the whole world.