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I had just around 15 minutes to write and post the last chapter so I forgot to mention a few things. This story is being written for a really mean Fanlib user who said that I sucked at writing ( which probably is true, but its different when someone actually says it in your face. ) So, because I am stubborn, I'm DETERMINED to write this one to the very best of my ability. I'll try...
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"Um…I think my Mommy wants to come, too," Matt said, looking a little nervous.
"Just shut your mouth," the kidnapper snapped back and quickly opened the door of her car, her eyes darting all around to make sure no one was watching. "Get in," she muttered and gave Matt a hard push.
"But - "
"I said get in, kid!" she said and pushed him again. The very look of the woman scared Matt to death. She was a tall brunette, looked around the age of twenty-five, with an unmistakably evil glint in her eyes. Fighting back tears, Matt climbed in. The kidnapper quickly got in and put the car into full speed. She kept turning around to see if anyone was following, but since she couldn't see anyone, she slowed down a bit.
Matt wiped at the few tears that were welling up in his eyes. "We going to see Daddy? he asked uncertainly, after a few minutes.
"Oh, sure," the kidnapper said sarcastically and took a sharp turn around a corner. "We'll go get your father and then go to Disneyland." She rolled her eyes and muttered, "stupid kid."
"Disneyland?" Matt gasped. "I think Mommy wants to go to Disneyland, too," Matt said happily. "Let's go pick her up."
"Listen, kid – don't talk – just listen," the woman said impatiently. "What's your name?"
Matt just looked up at her with a blank expression on his face.
"Are you deaf?"
"You said not to talk," Matt whispered.
"Oh, that's real smart," the woman muttered. "What is your name?"
"Matt."
"What's your mother's name?"
"Um…my Mommy's name is…Mommy." Matt grinned at her.
The kidnapper rolled her eyes. "Your father's?"
Matt sighed impatiently. "Daddy," he answered and then smiled. "You are not very smart, Mr.Big Ugly Lady."
The woman began to fume. "First of all, I am not a Mr." she said. "Second, I am not ugly." She adjusted the rear view mirror to look at herself and smiled at her reflection. "Mirrors are my best friends," she said, almost to herself. "I'm gorgeous."
"Okaaaay, Big Ugly Lady, you look…uh…nice," Matt lied.
"I know," she said cockily and looked down at Matt. "What do you have in your hand?" she asked suspiciously.
For the first time, Matt noticed that he still had his mother's cell phone with him. He didn't really know how to use it, but he didn't want to give it to the woman, either. "I don't have anything, Big Ugly Lady," he said, his big, blue eyes widening innocently as he slipped the phone into his pocket. There was something about the 'Big Ugly Lady' that he didn't like.
The kidnapper's eyes narrowed to slits. "For your information, I have an actual name."
"What is your name?" Matt asked.
"My name is - " she broke off suddenly and then said, "never mind."
"Your name is Never Mind?"
The kidnapper muttered a curse under her breath and stepped on the brakes so hard that Matt was thrown forward.
"Get out," she ordered when the car had stopped and Matt obeyed.
Matt looked around. "I can't see my Daddy anywhere," he complained and pouted.
"Do you want me to cello tape your mouth?"
"No," Matt said, feeling the tears rise again. He got out and looked around. All he saw was a huge haunted looking house in front of him, with no signs of civilization around. "Where's my Daddy?" Matt asked, scared.
The kidnapper just caught hold of his wrist and pulled him along with her upto the front of the house. She dug in her pocket for her keys and opened the door, pushing Matt in roughly. She took out her cell phone and dialed a number.
When the person picked up, she said, "its going according to the plan."
This was one crime she was determined to get away with.
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"Matthew Nickerson, three years old, blue eyes, brown hair," the policeman said. "Did I get that right?"
Ned nodded and squeezed Nancy's hand. "Yeah," he said softly.
"What exactly happened?" the policeman asked, looking at Nancy.
Nancy wiped away her tears. "I don't know," she choked. "I really don't know."
Ned squeezed her shoulder gently. "Please, Nan," he whispered. "Tell me what happened."
"He was talking to you and then I walked away, thinking he was following me but – but he wasn't. And then I saw this woman just take him away," she cried. "Take him away right in front of my eyes." She began to cry harder.
"Do you have any idea who this person could be?" the policeman asked. "Who can you think of that would do such a thing?"
Nancy shook her head. "I don't know," she said. "There are so many possibilities."
"What do you mean?"
"I used to be a detective," she explained. "There would be a lot of people out there trying to get revenge. Nancy Drew is my maiden name"
"Drew?" the detective said amazed. "I've heard a lot about you."
"Can we please get back to the subject?" she asked impatiently.
"We'll do all that we can, and we'll let you know if there are any developments in the case."
"Thank you," Ned said, standing up. He took Nancy's hand gently in his and went away.
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"Big Ugly Lady?" Matt said that night.
"What the heck do you want now?"
"I want - I want my Mommy," he whispered and two huge tears rolled down his cheeks. "Please?"
"Not gonna happen," the kidnapper answered.
"Please?"
"Nope."
"I WANT MY MOMMY!"
"You don't have to scream, you know," she shouted back and slapped him hard on the cheek.
"If I tell my Daddy that you hit me, he get very angry," Matt screamed again through angry tears.
"Oh, and I'm so scared of your stupid father," she said sarcastically.
That made Matt fume and he kicked her hard in the shin.
"Ouch!" the woman yelped.
Matt grinned, satisfied. "I want to become a footballer when I grow up," he explained sweetly.
The woman just glared at him and reached out for her phone, pushing a few buttons. "Talk to your parents," she said bitterly.
Matt smiled up at her and took the phone. "Thank you," he said, a little surprised.
"Enough with all the manners – just talk," the woman grumbled.
After a few rings, Matt heard someone pick up. "Hello?" his mother's exhausted voice came over.
Matt felt tears forming again. "Mommy?" he whispered.
There was silence for the next few moments. "Matt – Matt is that you?" Nancy asked.
"I want to come home, Mommy," he said, crying. "Please come pick me up."
"Oh, Matt - "
"Matt – where are you?" Ned's voice suddenly said.
"I don't know," he answered. "I'm scared, Daddy."
"Don't be, sweetie," Ned said comfortingly and took a deep breath. "Daddy'll come get you, okay?"
"Okay," he replied. "I 'uve you, Daddy – but I don't 'uve the Big Ugly Lady."
Suddenly, the woman grabbed the phone away from him. "Nickerson?" she said with a voice of steel.
"Who are you?" Ned asked with the same tone.
"Is your phone on speaker?"
"No."
"Is your wife listening on another extension?"
"No."
"You'd better not be lying because you're being watched – your every move," she said. "As you already know, your son's life is now in my hands. I can kill him – if I want to. But I'm willing to compromise. Meet me tonight at twelve – thirty and you'll be able to see that monster you call your son. Come alone – no wife – and most definitely no police." She told him where to meet her. "Like I said, I can choose whether I want your son alive or not."
And then the line went dead.
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