Shayne sat in the seat of the airplane wringing his hands in worry. Vanessa sat next to him as Josh pushed his carry on bag in the overhead compartment.

"Shayne, just calm down. We'll get there," she said trying to calm his fears as well as her own.

"I can't calm down, Vanessa. My God, if something happens to her. If Edmund gets to her…I'll never forgive myself. I lost Lara. If I lose her too…I just…," Shayne stopped himself then. The thought was simply too much for him to bear. Vanessa tried desperately to keep from crying but in truth she was worried sick. If Edmund got to her daughter before they did, there was no telling what he might do to her.


Dinah heard a knock at the door. She stood and hesitated a moment. The only person that even knew she was her was her mother, but normally her mother would have called before coming, she thought. Not answering might look even more suspicious she thought, as she moved slowly towards the door.

"Who's there?" she called. Edmund smiled to himself, as he pulled the key out of his jacket pocket and slipped it into the lock. Opening the door and walking inside, he watched as Dinah stared at him and slowly backed up.

"Well hello, Dinah," he told her. "So nice to see you again."

Dinah watched Edmund as he slowly paced around the room.

"What are you doing here?," she asked when she finally trusted her voice enough to speak.

"Well, I thought I needed to come see how you were. Trying to kill someone can be very taxing," Edmund said with an evil grin. "Slight miscalculation on your part though, you ended up killing someone that looked a whole lot like me, but surprise, I'm still alive and well," he laughed.

"Aren't you lucky?," she said trying not to give away how terrified she truly was.

"Ok, Dinah," Edmund said, "Enough of the small talk. You and I have a long trip home."

"I'm not going anywhere with you," Dinah said with disdain.

Edmund reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a small handgun.

"Oh, I think you are…and I think we're leaving right now," he said, putting the gun to her back and slowly guiding her towards the door.


"Edmund, stop it," Dinah hissed, "You don't think this is going to look a little suspicious?," she said through her gritted teeth.

"Not like this, cupcake," he said with a twisted grin as he wrapped his arm around her, "you do everything I say, just the way I say it or I will put a bullet through your spine."

Dinah looked at him, knowing very well that he was crazy enough to do just that. She didn't have a choice. She took a deep breath and walked beside him through the hallway, past the small service desk. When they reached the door, Dinah stopped.

"Someone's there," she said softly.

"It's fine," Edmund said pressing the gun into her back to indicate his seriousness, "Just keep walking."

Dinah forced a smile, nodded at the clerk by the door and walked out.

"Good day," Edmund said to the man and continued his walk out to the car. He smiled to himself. He finally had Shayne just where he wanted him.


Vanessa, Josh, and Shayne stormed into the lobby of the hotel. Shayne beat on the small bell on the desk. A hotel clerk quickly appeared, but claimed to know nothing of Dinah or where she might be.

"Please…," Vanessa begged him. "You must remember something. She was in room 702. Beautiful girl, thin, small frame."

The clerk thought for a moment, and as Vanessa watched a realization seemed to come into his eyes.

"Oh yes," he said, "I did see that woman. She left a little while ago..a man was with her."

Shayne stepped in front of Vanessa and leaned in close to the man, "Was she ok, was she hurt?," he said, his voice strained with worry.

"No, No…she seemed fine," the clerk said. "Man seemed nice enough. Waved and smiled, seemed like a high maintenance type though…you know the ones…had one of those accents."

Shayne looked at Vanessa, "Edmund," he said.


Edmund wrapped Dinah's wrists tightly behind her back as he slammed her into the seat of the small plane.

"Oh, stop struggling," Edmund growled at her, "You're just making this more difficult on yourself."

"Edmund," she said, trying desperately to reason with him, "Think about what you're doing. Shayne hates me right now. I lied to him. I let his mother go to jail. What makes you think this will bother him at all?" she said hoping against hope that she wasn't right.

"Oh, shut it, Dinah," Edmund demanded. "You're his wife. He loves you and in case you haven't noticed, Lewis men have trouble letting go of the women in their lives."

"Edmund, please…," Dinah said. Dinah looked at him, realizing that she was truly in serious trouble.

"Dinah, I have told you for the final time to shut up. If I tell you again," he sneered at her putting the gun up to her head, "I'll shut you up another way."


"Thank God there was a flight back tonight," Vanessa said, her voice shaking.

"I'd have chartered a plane if I'd had to," Shayne said. "I have to find her Vanessa. I can't let him hurt her. She's in this mess because of me. All of this is my fault. If I lose her…I lose everything."

Vanessa reached out to him. "Shayne, we have to believe that she's ok. You know Dinah. She's tough and she's smart. If anyone is a match for Edmund, it's her," Vanessa said trying to convince herself as well as Shayne.

"Vanessa's right son," Josh told him. "Dinah's a hell of a lot tougher than you're giving her credit for. She's been through a lot in her life. More than you even know and she's still here. She'll get through this."

"I'm just scared for her, that's all," Shayne said. "Edmund's crazy. He knows how much I love her and this is his sick way of getting back at me. He's not above using her to do it. I just hope she knows how much I love her…God I hope she knows."


"Owww…Edmund, you're hurting me," Dinah yelped.

"Shut up," Edmund said, not loosening his grip on Dinah's upper arm.

"Edmund, please, I mean it. Let me go!," she shouted.

With that Edmund slapped her hard across the face. Dinah struggled to keep from showing any emotion. If Edmund knew he could hurt her, it would bring him far too much pleasure. She could taste the blood from her lip, and she knew that Edmund was in rare form. He was clearly more stressed than normal and that meant he was dangerous, even more dangerous than usual.

"Can you at least tell me where we're going?," Dinah said.

"Somewhere that should bring back memories," Edmund told her, "but don't worry, I'm going to make sure we have some company when we get there."

Dinah looked at Edmund. She didn't understand, but she could tell by the sick smile on his face that it wasn't anything good. "Edmund, what are you talking about? What are you going to do?"

Edmund said nothing, as he jerked Dinah out of the car. "Just move," he said, jamming the gun back into her back.


"We need to go to the police," Vanessa said.

"Right, because the police have helped us out so much so far," Shayne snapped. He looked up at Vanessa's face and immediately regretted his harsh words. He knew that she was just as worried about Dinah as he was and this was probably killing her.

"I'm sorry," he said, placing his hand on her shoulder, "I'm just…I don't know what to do." Vanessa nodded. She understood. She felt just as helpless. She had no idea what to do or where to go. What were they supposed to do now?


Edmund threw Dinah onto the ground and kicked at her, "Sit up," he demanded.

"Uhh," Dinah groaned as the impact of the fall took it's toll on her body. Normally Edmund's abuse was mental, but tonight she realized he was much more physical. Physical enough that she truly believed he could kill her. As she sat up she looked around.

"Oh God….," she said.

"What's wrong, Dinah. Not the romantic hotspot you expected?," he asked her?

"This is sick, even for you….," Dinah spat at him.

"Oh, I don't think so. They way I see it, you almost died here once, but there was someone here to save you. Tonight the ending will just be a little different," he told her. Edmund pulled out his cell phone and slowly started to dial.


"Did you get Mom?" Shayne asked Josh as he reentered the room.

"Yeah, she's fine. Phillip and Lillian are with her."

Shayne rubbed his face, "Good, that's good." He sat onto the couch and leaned back closing his eyes.

Josh sat down beside him, putting his hand on his son's shoulder. "What can I do, son?," he asked him.

Shayne opened his eyes to reveal the tears building, "Can you bring her back, Dad?"

"I wish I could, Shayne," Josh told him.

Shayne stood up and grabbed his jacket.

"Where are you going?" Vanessa said wiping her own eyes.

"I'm going to look for her," Shayne said. "I can't just sit here."

Vanessa and Josh both started to protest but before they could start Shayne heard the familiar ring of his cell phone.

Pulling it out of his pocket, he looked down at the screen. "I don't recognize the number," he said putting the phone to his ear.

"Hello," he said in a voice that revealed his worry and fatigue.

"Shayne," Edmund said with sing song voice, "So good to hear your voice."

"Edmund," Shayne said while making eye contact with both Vanessa and Josh.

"Where are you?" he asked.

"Now…Now…that's a little rude, Shayne," Edmund said taunting him. "No, how are you Edmund…Good to hear from you too," Edmund continued with a twisted laugh.

"Let me talk to her," Shayne demanded.

"Talk to who," Edmund said playing innocent.

"You know who," Shayne said. "The man at the hotel told me she left with you. I know you have her. Let me talk to her. I just want to know that she's ok," Shayne said trying to keep his composure.

"Shayne…Shayne…Shayne…You are in no position to make demands right now, but you're in luck. I'm going to give you something I never had," Edmund said with a sneer.

"And what's that?" Shayne spat with disgust?

"A chance to say goodbye," Edmund said flatly.