Chapter 3
"Where is she?" Jason called as he made his way in the house. Smoke was all around the area, making it hard to see. Fire was everywhere. He hated fire, he hated that he had to be in this position. He hated that Robin had to be in this situation. He wished he could just lock her up in the pent house so he could know where she was at all times.
"She's not here boss, we've checked everywhere. We found tire tracks out back leading into the woods. If we go now we will be able to follow them before the rain washes them away." He was already backing up toward the back door.
Jason nodded and ran to his car. He started the car and began to follow the tire tracks. This was just pissing him off. All he wanted to do was grab Robin, not go a goose chase.
This was not what he had planned when he first got to the cottage. All he thought about was that Robin was in there and that she must have been scared, or hurt, in need of his help.
As he pulled the car up to the house shots were fired as he tried to move towards the house. The only thing Jason could do was duck for cover. He found himself crouching behind a stupid rock that didn't help much from the bullets coming at him from every angle. Even as good as his aim was there were too many men for him to take on all by himself.
For the first time in his life Jason was glad that he had brought back-up because he knew that if they were not there with him he was sure to be dead. But the happiness he felt with having his men at his back was shortly lived as one of the men hit the GAS stove and it blew up.
His heart nearly burst as he thought of Robin still trapped in the house. Not really caring that he could die or that Robin might already be dead- he didn't care -he charged into the house and started screaming her name.
Now here he was, chasing after men who had Robin with them. When he caught them he was going to kill them. He was going to make them regret that they ever took Robin away from him, even if it was for not even a full twenty four hours. These men were going to pay. There was no doubt about it.
He noticed that a car was abandoned at the side of the road and he quickly put his car in park and ran over to the car. There was no inside, which meant that they had an extra car or they were making their way on foot.
"Let me go!"
Jason looked up at the sound of Robins voice. He took off towards the sound and saw her struggling to get away from two men who had guns pointed at her. He pulled out his gun and shot the closest guy to him. The other watched as the man fell to the ground with a dull moan.
He then grabbed Robin and pulled her into his chest. He put the gun to her head and looked Jason in the eyes as if saying, 'try something.' Jason could also see that in his eyes he had already won. He was thinking that he would never take a shot with Robin this close to the man.
And on any other day he would have been right but today was not that day.
Jason looked at him with hard and cold eyes, he was going to kill this son of a bitch and he was going to enjoy it.
Robin got his attention and just like back at the hospital a few years ago, she nodded her head and started to struggle against the man who held her. Just like last time his attention was pulled away from Jason and all Jason had to was shoot him.
They toppled over and he collapsed on top of Robin, pinning her to the ground. He ran over to them and shoved the man off of Robin and pulled her into his arms. Her arms wrapped around his neck, holding him to her in a death grip that would give Jason a challenge to get out of. But he wasn't planning on letting go of her anytime soon.
Jason was too caught up in the happiness of knowing that Robin was safe that he didn't notice that the man he just shot wasn't dead, just hurt, and he failed to see that man get up off the ground, and pull out a syringe. He got to his knees and lifted the needle high above his head and plunged it into Robins back. She cried out and that was the last thing he had ever heard because Jason shot him in his head.
Robin went limp in Jason's arms. Hanging over them let a wet noodle. Jason didn't know what to do. He kept trying to get her to open her eyes but she wouldn't, or maybe she couldn't. Jason had never been so scared.
As he picked her up and began to run towards his abandon car, the rain began to fall like a thunder storm. He, for once, agreed with the weather. This was how Jason was feeling on the inside, but unlike the rain, he couldn't show it.
As he reached his car and opened the back door and gently spread Robin across the backseat; as he raced toward Port Charles so that he might be able to get Robin to the hospital in time, Jason kept thinking that if Robin didn't make or was hurt in some way, whoever was behind all this was going to pay.
He or she was going to pay with their life. But first Jason would make them suffer; he will attack them in every way possible. Their families, their friends, their business, than-only then- will Jason kill them.
