Holding his little brother in his arms while Bethany clung onto his pant leg, Brett glared at his dad.
"You betrayed your family when you attacked mom, dad. There's no coming back from that," he snapped.
Bailey, who stood alongside Brett, glanced over at her middle brother.
"Now's not the time to be angry at dad, Brett. Get Bethany and Brody out of here, now," she said.
"Right," Brett replied and knelt down so that Bethany could clamber onto his back.
Once Bethany was holding onto him, Brett hurried from the building, followed by Brianna and Bree. Once outside the warehouse, the three thirteen year olds took off for the suburbs with their twin siblings clinging to them.
After Brianna, Brett and Bree had taken off with their younger twin siblings, Brice met his dad's gaze.
"How could you betray your family like this, dad?" he asked.
"It was never about betrayal, son," Brick replied.
"You attacked mom. If that's not betrayal, I don't know what is, dad," Brice added.
Standing a short distance away from Brice and his dad, Bailey stared at her own father, anger and sadness shimmering in the depths of her dark green eyes.
"Your love for mom wasn't enough for you to overcome your former evil nature, was it, dad?" she demanded.
"You're too young to understand, Bailey," Butc said.
"What's there to understand, dad? You attacked the woman who bore you four children," Bailey replied.
She paused.
"Mom deserves to know why you attacked her, dad. And so do I."
"It's not that simple, honey," Butc added.
"Then simplify things for me, dad. You owe me that much."
Bryan, who had remained silent the whole time, just staring at his dad, suddenly turned to Bailey.
"We've got to get out of here, Bailey," he said urgently.
She met his gaze.
"What are you talking about, Bryan?" she asked.
"The twins getting kidnapped by our dads was a ruse to get the three of us here," he replied.
Bailey met her dad's gaze again.
"Was this just a trap intended for me, Bryan and Brice, dad?" she demanded.
"Of course it was, my dear," a formless voice spoke out of the empty air close to where she , Brice and Bryan currently stood and chains emerged from nothing, only to encircle their wrists.
They each glanced at their dads, only to see the owner of the formless voice appear just beyond where their dads stood.
"Your dads have me to thank for being restored to life after their first encounter with your mothers back when they were all kids. If I hadn't made your fathers immune to your mothers' attempt to use the same method from their previous encounter, they would have been destroyed a second time," the reddish-pink skinned figure added as he approached the bound sixteen year old trio.
He came to a stop a short distance away from the three bound cousins. Bailey glared at her captor before her gaze went to where her dad stood.
"Help us, daddy," she begged Butc but he remained where he stood.
The reddish-pink figure tsked slightly.
"My dear Bailey, your dad and uncles were once loyal to me for restoring them to their physical bodies, but then they all turned their backs on the loyalty they owed me when they began falling in love with your mothers."
"So in other words, you wanted our dads to revert back to their former evil natures and you used your influence to make them attack the women they loved before making them take my younger twin siblings and cousins as a means to lure the three of us here?" Brice questioned angrily.
The reddish-pink figure glanced in Brice's direction.
"I see you gained some of your mother's smarts, my dear boy. And you'd be correct in guessing what my plan was."
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Back in the suburbs, Brianna sat on the couch beside her mom with Bradley on her lap. Her gaze went to Blossom.
"Brice should have been back by now, mom. What could be keeping him?"
She reached for her daughter's hand and lightly clasped it within hers.
"I'm sure your big brother's fine, honey."
Brianna shook her head.
"No, he's not, mom. He's in trouble and he needs me," she said as she shifted Bradley from her lap in order to rise from the couch.
She watched as her daughter strode towards the front door. Brianna's hand had just curled around the doorknob when her mom spoke up from behind her.
"I need you to stay with Bradley and Beverly, sweetie."
Brianna glanced over her shoulder at her mom.
"What? Why, mom?"
"Because I'll be the one to rescue your older brother."
Brianna turned away from the front door so she could face her mom.
"But what about dad?"
"Don't worry about your dad, sweetheart. I'll deal with your father," Blossom told her daughter.
Brianna strode towards her mom and threw her arms around her in a hug.
"Promise me you'll be careful when rescuing Brice and when you confront dad," Brianna said.
"I promise I'll be very careful, baby," Blossom assured her teenage daughter.
Bradley and Beverly joined Brianna and the three siblings watched as their mom left the house.
