Hi, so here is another Blue Bloods story, I came back refreshed and just in time to see a renewal for Season 8!

Disclaimer-Nothing is mine just Lily.

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This is based on the film Room that stared Brie Larson so keep that in mind. There might be some trigger warnings down the line so please keep that in mind.

I am hoping that this story will be ten to twelve chapters more likely ten.


Migration

Jamie and Eddie had it all. A baby, a strong relationship and a future. Until Jamie and their newborn daughter are kidnapped. Five years later their daughter is found wondering the streets looking for Detective Danny Reagan.

Chapter 1-The Art of Desperation.


Before

It had been a normal day. That was the tragedy of the entire thing. It had been a normal day.

Jamie Regan had, had it all. For once he had finally felt like things were going his way. He was now happily together with his ex-partner, living together and had a baby.

Lily Isabella Reagan had been a surprise of that there was no doubt, but she had been the best surprise that Jamie and Eddie could have ever had. She had been conceived he was more than embarrassed and amused to admit due to a combination of gin and another wedding that thankfully had not resulted in a punch up. She had been born on a cold December night when the rain and the snow had been lashing down and the roads were icy. She had been tiny when they had pressed her into Jamie's arms and she had looked like him he was more than pleased to admit. She had a tuft of blonde hair and blue eyes and his nose and she grabbed his finger her little face furrowed and Jamie Reagan fell helplessly in love.

And that was where this story started.

The labour had been rough, agony as Eddie would call it and Jamie had been charged with taking the baby home before her mother could return with them. Whatever decisions they had to make about their relationship (because a one night stand that turned into a baby left questions as Danny delighted in reminding him) they had agreed to move in together, at least for the time being.

He had wrapped Lily in her little blanket and handed her the little stuffed donkey. It had been an old toy of Joe's and his father had given it to him when he had heard that he was about to become a grandfather for the fourth time. Lily had been asleep the entire time and Jamie had thrown caution to the winds and decided to allow Danny to put the seat in the car before he left for work so he could carry her to the car. Therefore he had his hands full of sleeping baby when he heard someone come up behind him and the nozzle of a gun pressed against the small of his back.

"Move" said a voice in his ear.

Now Jamie Reagan had felt terror before, or he thought he had. When Joe had died, when he had come face to face with more than one shooter in his life, when Vinny had bled in his arms and when he knew that nobody was coming to get their backs.

That wasn't terror.

This was terror.

"Look" he said trying not to shift Lily too much. "I have a baby here, she's asleep, I need to put her down and then you can do whatever you want with me"

Shit why didn't he have his gun on him?

There was a soft laugh that was cold and menacing and just a touch desperate.

"Oh I know" came the voice and Jamie recognised it as female. He thought of Eddie upstairs in the ward asleep and tried not to let the despair take him. He was outnumbered, outgunned and more to the point holding his baby girl who he would never let any harm come too.

Short of a miracle he was dead in the water right now. That should make him scared for his own life but it didn't. It made him terrified for his daughter who was still asleep, sleeping through her own death or kidnapping or whatever this was.

Dimly Jamie realised that that had been such a Joe thing to do. His brother could have slept through a war and rolled out of bed at noon and still called it early.

Then something pricked his neck. It was sharp and fast and he sank to his knees tucking Lily who was now fussing closer to him.

The last thing he remembered of the whole thing was that Lily was being taken out of his arms and that he had half expected Danny to turn up and save the day.


Five Years Later

Jamie had planned for this with all the experience that someone who had studied at one of the top colleges had planned for their final exams, he had studied extensively the little window and how far he suspected the road from the house was to the main one.

He had carefully timed the distance it took for her to go to work and how long it was before she came back this time she was on a late shift and he was hoping that his plan would work before darkness fell, then again, so many of his hopes didn't work out.

And finally he had managed to get his hand on one of the tools that resided in the toolbox kept so often out of his reach.

It was a horrible plan that left so much to chance but he had to put it into motion, and he had to do so now.

It had been five years since he had woken up in the basement of the house that his daughter now called home. She hadn't been with him when he had woken up and he had soon learnt why.

The woman that had kidnapped him had been called Daisy. Jamie had never known why he was kidnapped. Had never known if it was because he had been there, had a baby or because it was some sort of grudge against his father he wasn't sure all he knew was that the bitch had restricted his time with Lily to the weekends in order to keep him quiet.

The first time he had fought back she had pistol whipped him took Lily and he didn't see her for another three weeks.

He had learnt his lesson after that.

When Lily had turned three however things had been different. Daisy had one day dropped her into the basement and left her and Jamie had racked his brains trying to figure out what that meant.

How do you try and gauge the mind of a madwoman?

But he had survived and that was what was important. So far he had determined that Daisy if that was her name was working alone and that she was white with blonde hair. He tried to find out where they were living and he realised one day when he had managed to see something trough the crack in the door, that the newspapers she got and the mail indicated that they were still in New York.

He had tried to glean more information but he had failed, and now this was his one chance, he had long since resigned himself to the plan, had long since resigned himself to the fact that he wouldn't see Eddie again or eat his Mom's famous mash potatoes that his Dad would make, or lean his head against Danny's shoulder when the world became too much. He would never see Nikki or Jack or Sean get married or graduate. But Lily could.

And Lily would.

Jamie had tried to make their lives as normal as possible. One of the most fundamental things in doing that was making sure that Lily never forgot her family. He would curl up on the bed they shared together and he would tell her about her Uncles, her noble and heroic Uncle Joe and her brave Uncle Danny who could save the day and was somewhere out there still looking for them.

That was the hope that he clung too. Danny would have never given up looking for him.

They shared a bed and a toilet and a bath. There was a closet and a small table where he had patiently taught Lily how to read using bits of paper and his own imagination.

But he was losing his mind.

Lily would survive this. If it killed him Lily would have better than this. Lily would have her mother.

He had been right all those years ago, now nearly five, when he had suspected that she would look like him. She had Eddie's long blonde hair and his eyes and even though she leaned a little towards looking like him there were days when he found himself looking at her and thinking she was the spit of her mother.

The mother that needed her.

It had taken a long time for him to think through and steel his nerves for what he was about to do. If he was going to die doing this (and once Lily was gone was there ever any need to have him around?) then he wanted it to be for a reason.

Lily would have Eddie. And he hoped that she would have Danny, his big brother defending her and looking out for her and protecting her the way he had done so for him.

So locked in his own thoughts that he didn't realised until the saw (now blunt) slipped onto his hands and he swore under his breath. Then it clicked in Jamie's brain. The padlock baring the window was snapped in two. He looked back at the window and realised while the sky was steadily growing dark.

He thought of Eddie, her blonde hair and the way she laughed and the way she had once ate ice cream in the bathtub and the way her stomach had curved gently when she'd been pregnant. Jamie thought of the way she smelled, coconut from her shampoo and then rose from her shower and bath products and with that image in his mind he slammed the end of the saw into the glass and shattered it instantly clearing away any sharp jagged pieces.

The window was only small enough for once person to crawl out of and he knew it wasn't going to be him.

He crossed to the other side of the room, to the bed that they shared. The duvet was old, thin and worn and might have been blue once and it was only body heat that kept Lily from freezing when the winter got too cold. Lily was curled asleep under the covers her tiny hand clenched around the pillow.

"Lily-Pad" Jamie said shaking her awake. She grumbled as she woke up in his arms and he tried not to smile bitterly. "Come on. It's time to go"

Lily nodded her little face crumpled with sleep.

Jamie had told her little of this plan, he had written down the address of the 54th precinct along with Danny's badge number and name. Chances are Lily would be found by a cop and he wanted her to be found by someone who knew where to take her. He didn't know anything of where Eddie was but one of the reasons he had held on this long was that he knew his big brother would have never stopped looking for him.

It was a hope. It was the last one he could cling to with any certainty.

After Joe, Danny would keep looking.

Lily was still in her nightdress. It was old, one Daisy had given her and came up to her knees. She was wearing fuzzy socks and Jamie helped her into her old boots he had insisted on getting (and he had lost a weeks' worth of meals for him for that) and then he reached for her warmest jumper.

"You know what you have to do?" he asked gently. Lily nodded her hair bobbing up and down with her head.

"Find Danny Reagan and get him to come back here and help you" she said finally. Jamie nodded, the fact that Lily didn't know where here was wasn't much hope but this was about more than his life. She had been out of the house more than once since she had been in the basement with him. Perhaps she knew more of the surroundings than he did. He hated putting this on her.

He nodded pressing a kiss into the blonde hair and wrapping his small arms around his daughter. He tried to commit the feel of her to memory before he heard it.

There was the sound of gravel moving. As if a car was pulling in the driveway. Jamie pressed another kiss on the top of his daughter's face and swallowed. "Stay close to the wall and then run when she's gone" he whispered. "Don't come back"

The door opened and Jamie all but threw Lily through the window. She looked back at him her eyes wide but Jamie tried to smile even as there was the sound of footsteps coming closer.

"I love you" he said smiling through his overbright eyes. "Now run."

Lily shot one long desperate look at him before she turned and ran the sounds of her little feat crunching against the gravel until he couldn't hear it anymore.

He turned around and said a quick plea to his brothers both alive and dead and then found a smirk forming on his face when he saw Daisy, the woman with blonde hair and a nurse's uniform on that had taken them that day. Her eyes flew to him to the window and then she snarled once her hand reaching for the scalpel she always kept on her when she came to see them.

Jamie laughed once without any feeling.

"Go ahead" he said truthfully.

"I've made peace."

And he found that no matter what for the first time in five years, he had.


If you would like me to continue this story then please let me know, this is a Jamie/Eddie story with Jamie Whump and copious amounts of Danny and Jamie brotherly love because that is probably my favourite thing in the world.

I will try and update as soon as I can.

And let me know what you think.