Claudia:

We waited at the landing area, outside of the plane for Wayne to pick us up. Wayne was my husband's friend since high school. Wayne wanted to fulfill a career in acting, but it didn't work out. He ended up getting married, and raising three children off of one salary, so Liam hired him. Now they could live off of three salaries and around the holidays Liam would slip a little extra into his paycheck. I would have them over for dinner a few nights because me and Liam knew how difficult it is to raise a child, let alone three, off of one salary.

Liam opened the door of the limo and helped me inside. I didn't want to talk about anything right now, except what we're going to do about Rosalie. It wasn't fair for this to happen to her. She didn't deserve this and we aren't going to find her if we don't alert the cops.

"We should just go to the cops." I whispered, as my husband rolled the window up in the limo to prevent Wayne from hearing our conversation.

Knowing Wayne, he could probably still hear what was going on, but Wayne wouldn't listen if we didn't ask him to. He's a kind hearted man, who just was confused about what he wanted to be as a teenager.

"We can't Claudia," Liam muttered, turning me to face him, "Do you love our daughter?"

I pushed him away from me, completely shocked at what he just asked me. I turned to face the window before speaking.

"I can't believe you just asked me that! You know I do! I would give up every single dime we have in our account for her to come back! If I had the power I would give up your presidency for her safe return! You know I would kill for her! I would die for her! I love my daughter!"

"I didn't mean to offend you! Do you trust me?" Liam asked, awaiting my answer.

"Do you trust me Claudia?" Liam repeated, after he didn't receive an answer the first time.

"You…you know I do." I answered, hesitantly.

"Then act like it! If we go to the cops, he will kill her!" Liam shouted, as my eyes began to water.

Something isn't right with Liam. I wish he would just tell me everything. Something isn't right. The police are trained for circumstances like this. They know more about these situations than he does! I guess I'll have to continue asking questions until I get some clear answers.

"How would he even find out?" I whispered, causing Liam to whip his head towards my direction.

"Because he has his ways Claudia!" Liam snapped, staring intently into my eyes, as if he wanted me to stop questioning him.

Something is definitely not right and I want to find out. If it wasn't for my daughter being taken, I wouldn't care, but the fact is she was taken, and I think he knows why.

"Do you know-"

"No." he answered, sharply.

"Then how would you know! I don't understand you sometimes! Why don't you ever listen to me and take what I have to say into consideration?" I shouted, completely fed up with always being undermined by him.

"Claudia, I do lis-"

"No you don't! Don't even say you do, because you don't! When I comes to raising Rosalie, you never consider my opinion when it really matters. Anything involving yes or no, you'll send her to me in a heart beat, but when it comes to something important and drastic with her, you have to make the decision without evening hearing what I have to say! When it comes to running this country, you never listen to me! You are the President, but I am the First Lady! You can't run this country alone, let me and the people help you and guide you! Behind every great man Liam, is a greater woman! And now, when it comes to the kidnapping of OUR daughter, I can't even voice in my opinion!"

After my little speech I didn't even want to look at him anymore. I never really minded not being the one making the important decisions, but now I do! My daughter's life is in danger and I know nothing. He's keeping something from me.

"Babe," Liam trailed off, resting his hand on my shoulder "look, I'm sorry."

"You're not sorry!" I asserted, turning to face him.

I hated when people apologized and I knew they didn't mean it. The least he could have done was actually meant his apology. I know for a fact that Liam didn't mean it. He never means it.

"You're never sorry!," I continued, raising my voice, while fuming through my ears, "Never sorry! Want to know how I know this…because, I quote 'I'm the president of the United States'."

"Don't do that Claudia! Don't bring the country into this!" Liam warned, sliding towards the opposite of the limo.

"Then tell me why we can't go to the police!"

Liam stared daggers into my eyes. I actually felt like I saw disgust in him. He never looked at me like that. I could tell he's hiding something from me because he wouldn't get this angry over nothing. If he just told me what was going on then I would stop asking questions.

"If he finds out, he'll kill her. What would the American people think?" Liam whispered, sliding back towards me.

"Who gives a damn what they think? This is my daughter we're talking about, not your reputation! All you think and care about is this country! Where was this country when you just graduated from law school and no one wanted to hire you? Definitely not by your side. Where was this country when our house was about to be foreclosed, you had no job and I was eight months pregnant with Rosalie? I know for a fact this country did nothing to help us out!" I screamed, releasing tears the louder I got.

"I don't expect you to understand Claudia. I took an oath." Liam said, keeping his tone low.

"You also took an oath to me! We've been married way before you became the president! Now don't get me wrong Liam, I love my country, but this country won't sit with you on Thanksgiving or open presents with you on Christmas! You need to remember that! Damn it Liam! Sometimes I feel like I married my best friend, while sometimes I feel like I married a stranger! I just don't…don't…" I began before, bursting into tears, "I don't understand who you love more, us or this country!"

I was completely relieved when I felt the limo pull to a complete stop and the engine turn off. I immediately exited the car before giving Liam another chance to speak. I ran up the front steps of the White House and the doorman, Jonathon, opened the door for me.

"Thanks." I whispered, before looking up to realize Logan and Allison were here.

Review:

So like I said the next chapter will be our next kidnapping. I don't know about you all, but this argument was intense for me. I hope they can get through this for Rosalie's sake. Remember I have pictures on my profile of the parents…

-Tiffany.