Chapter 1
The call
Owen's POV
My phone rang and I answered it out of habit. "Hello?"
The other end was silent. "Hello?"
"Daddy…" A tear choked voice whispered.
"Talia, where are you?" I asked, getting up.
"I've been a bad daughter." She sobbed.
"Sweetheart, tell me where you are. A landmark, street name, anything. We can talk when you come home." I ran to David's office.
"I threw my life away because I was mad at you. I hurt everyone I cared about. But you'll all heal, in time." She said sadly.
I slammed the door open and found him at his desk. He jumped at my sudden intrusion. "Talia, whatever you're going to do, don't hurt yourself. Please, I'm begging you! We love you. We forgive you." My voice cracked with emotion.
David started tracing the call.
"… Tell Alex it wasn't his fault. That I love him. You'll be getting letters soon. They'll explain everything. Don't let him read the other one until he's older." She sighed deeply and drank something.
"No! Talia, don't kill yourself! I'm sorry I ruined your dates. I'm sorry I wasn't a good enough father…" My vision became blurry.
"I love you." She smiled as a gunshot sounded.
Owen's POV End
Elisa's POV
We raced to Rachel Winters' tour bus. I flashed my badge and we were let in. The paramedics said the door was barricaded. But there was something in the air. Something heavy. I told them to get back and we broke the door down.
On the bed, Puck was cradling Talia's dead body. He was crying.
"Puck, you have to leave." I said softly.
"I couldn't save her. It was iron, I couldn't save her." He sobbed.
"Puck, let go of th-" Matt said.
"SHE WAS MY DAUGHTER!" His eyes glowed as he yelled at Matt.
We backed away.
"This is my fault. I drove you away." He whispered, carefully stroking her hair. His hand brushed the gun. He realized what he was touching.
"Puck, don't do it. I know you're grieving, but you're still needed here. Alex is going to need you." I told him, edging closer.
"Stay back!" He growled, taking the gun in his hands, his eyes glowed brightly.
"Okay, okay. We're staying right here. Please put the gun down. She wouldn't want you to hurt us." I put my hands up.
"SHUT UP! You don't get to say that!" The gun shook in his hand.
The tension was thick and it made me sick to look at Talia, but I had to make sure Puck didn't hurt himself.
"Talia… My baby, my little-" He dropped the gun and started sobbing again.
I darted in and took the gun away. Puck's crying died down after a bit. He sniffed miserably.
"Puck, can you put the room back the way you found it? Can you do that for me?" I asked.
He kissed Talia's cheek and fixed the room the way it was before he came in. Then he left. The paramedics came in and we left too. I felt tears fall down my cheek as we went to the car.
"Are two you ok?" Officer Morgan asked.
"We know her." Matt's voice was thick.
"I'll drive you back to the precinct." He said and we didn't argue.
Elisa's POV End
David's POV
Puck returned, but Talia wasn't with him. His clothes were bloody. He turned back into Owen, suit clean.
"I'm sorry, Mister Xanatos. I couldn't… I couldn't save her." His voice hitched.
I stood up and hugged him. My throat became tight and my eyes burned as I listened to my friend sob.
David's POV End
