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"Taylor?" Sam called. He had been searching for the child for around twenty minutes now but she was nowhere to be found. "Taylor?!"
The blonde officer had brought his daughter to his work since he didn't have anywhere else for her to go. Unluckily for Sam, team one had been called out. He told her to stay with Winnie. It wasn't Winnie's fault, although she had apologized a million time to him.
"Damn it!" He cursed. "Taylor? Taylor this isn't funny!"
"What's going on?" Greg asked his distressed teammate.
"I told her to stay with Winnie!" Sam ran a hand through his blonde hair. "Winnie said that she let Taylor go to the bathroom and she didn't come back... Sarge, there are people after her and what if..." Sam trailed off.
"Lets not think that way, Sam. We will get the team to help look for her." Greg reassured him.
"Okay... Okay..." Sam nodded.
Within ten minutes, Team one and Team three were all looking for the four year old.
"Taylor!" Donna yelled in an aspirated voice. They all hoped to find the girl but in the back of their mind was the thought. Maybe Amy's gang had taken her. They didn't want to think that.
"Taylor!" She yelled again. Nothing. She sighed in frustration. "Where are you?!"
"Taylor!" Ed's voice rung through the men's locker room. "Taylor? Where are you?!"
"Hello?" A tiny voice whispered.
Ed sighed in relief. "Taylor is that you?"
"Uncle Eddie?"
"Yeah... It's me. Where are you?" He asked, looking around.
"Up." Ed looked up and there she was, sitting on the rafters.
"How did you get up there?" He questioned in confusion, even he probably couldn't get up there.
"Climb." She replied. "Uncle Eddie, I'm stuck."
"We'll get you down, I promise. Why are you up there?"
"He camed back." Taylor told him.
"Who?" Ed was confused, there was no way Winnie would've let Derek or any one that looked threatening in.
"Mr. Braddock." A military General might get past the receptionist though.
He turned to the door, "Sam! I found her! She's in here."
Team one and three came running in,
"Where?" they all asked.
Ed only Looked up. Following his gaze they all gasped.
Jules put a hand over her mouth thinking about what would happen if she fell, "How did she get up there?"
"Climbed." Ed replied, using the words Taylor had said.
"Well how are we going to get her down?" Donna questioned.
"Fire department?" Troy suggested.
"Trampoline?" Everyone turned to glare at Spike. "What?"
"How about a ladder?" Wordy offered.
"Yeah... Yeah... That will work." Ed was still looking at the girl. He could see the terror in her eyes.
"We're going to get you down!" Spike promised.
"Daddy...?" Taylor's voice was barely heard.
"Yeah?" Sam looked up at her. He could sense her fear without seeing her face.
"I'm... I'm scared." She whimpered, gripping the bar tightly.
"I'm here. We're all here." except for James, he thought to himself.
"Alright! Donna see if you can find a ladder! Troy get a harness and rope, we'll hang it over the rafter next to
her, in case." Ed ordered, taking charge. "Taylor, hang on we're coming to get you."
"O... Okay." Taylor stuttered.
"Got the harness!" Troy confirmed, coming over.
"I found a ladder but it won't go all the way, Ed." Donna whispered the end worriedly so Taylor wouldn't hear.
"We will make it work alright?" He replied through gritted teeth. Setting up the ladder, Ed quickly realized that she was right. The ladder only went up three fourths of the way.
"Sam it's your call. You can go up or we can find someone else to." Ed knew his answer but asked regardless.
"I'll go." Sam had a determined look on his face.
"Okay. You need to get a harness on and try and get her to hook it over the rafter next to her." Ed ordered.
"Copy that." Sam Nodded.
Once he had the harness on, Sam started to climb the ladder. When he reached the top, it was a good three or four feet until the rafters, how were they going to get her down? He wondered silently.
"Taylor... Honey I need you to put this over the rafter next to you." Sam told her, holding up the rope attached to his harness.
Tears fell down her cheeks to the floor below them, as she shook her head. "I can't."
"Please Taylor, you have to try." Sam plead, reaching the rope out to her.
"What if I fall?" She sniffled.
"I won't let you get hurt." He promised.
"Promise?"
"Promise." Sam held it a little higher.
Timidly she took the rope with one hand still grasping the beam she rested on.
"That's good..." Sam reassured her. "Now throw it over the rafter."
Taylor did as she was told quietly, just as Ed attached it to a hook on the ground Taylor started to loose her balance.
(One and a Half Hours Ago)
"Team One, Hot Call." Winnie's voice sounded over the speakers. Sam looked to his daughter, who was sitting intently on the floor in the work out room with a coloring book that Wordy had given to her. While the rest of team one raced out Sam picked up the girl and brought her to Winnie's desk.
"Taylor, this is Winnie. I want you to stay with her until I get back, okay?"
She nodded and went to Winnie, "Hi!" She chirped happily. Sam looked at her with a sad smile before heading off to meet the rest of the team lost in thought. Taylor may seem happy and cheery like your average four year old but her blue eyes didn't quite light up like they did before she was deprived of her brother. Much like him though, Taylor did a good job of hiding it. She would smile and laugh but Sam could see the pain behind the mask.
"Sam?" Ed's voice snapped him off his train of thought. "Sam. You and Spike are in the truck."
"What why?" He objected almost angrily. He knew why Ed did it but he didn't want special treatment because of his new found daughter.
"You know why. Now let's go." Ed walked away, heading towards the black SUV.
"Copy that." Sam grumbled as he got into a different SUV with Spike.
"Let's go keep the peace." Greg told his team.
Taylor liked Winnie, she was nice but the four year old was getting a bit bored just sitting there.
"Okay," She heard Winnie say. "the subject is forty three, his name is John Smith. He works as a Bomb Tech for the military..." Taylor didn't want to listen anymore. It was nothing she was interested in. She returned to her coloring book as Winnie talked to team one, not even noticing when Winnie allowed a man to go to the men's locker room.
Half an hour later, Taylor was bored out of her mind. She just wanted to get up and walk around!
"Auntie Winnie! I have to go to the potty!" She told the woman in a whiny voice.
Winnie smiled at the child, "Do you want me to come with you?"
"I'm a big girl!" Taylor sat up straighter to prove she was big.
"Okay, It's down the hall and to the left. Can you do that?" She asked her.
Taylor nodded in excitement, "Yes!"
"Okay, holler if you need anything."
With that Taylor go up and headed the way Winnie had ordered. She reached the girls locker room when she heard a noise across the hall in the Men's locker room. Curiously she wondered towards there. Opening the door she found a man grumbling as he pried open a locker. "Why couldn't I get the easy child? Man up, Braddock, you go the 'problem child'"
Taylor stepped into the room and the door shut behind her. Unfortunately the man heard it and turned her way.
"Taylor! Sweetheart, how are you?" He asked sweetly, a fake smile plastered on his face. Taylor wasn't buying it though, quickly she ran to the other side of the locker room, "You hitted my daddy!" She yelled at him.
"Shut up!" He hissed, looking around to see if anyone had been disturbed. Unluckily for Taylor, Team three was in the work out room so the locker room was empty. "You know, i actually feel a little bad for you. It's your mother who dragged you into this mess. Then again if my son hadn't screwed your mother. You wouldn't be here at all."
Taylor frowned at him, "Nuh-uh it's yours fault! You are the one who gives Mommy and Derek they're guns. You're bad."
"How do you know I'm bad, huh? Maybe Samuel makes me do it. Did you think of that?" The General taunted.
"Daddy didn't. I know you're bad. I sawed you at Derek's house." Taylor said not realizing that she shouldn't have told him that.
"Ah... Taylor you shouldn't have told me that." He shook his head. "Now I have to deal with you. I can't have you telling Daddy about this now can I?"
That's when he started to approach her. Next thing she knew, she had climbed up the lockers and up to the rafters. The elder Braddock let out an enraged huff, "Come down!"
"No!" She yelled back.
"Taylor! Do it now, that's an order!" He called, used to people obeying him.
"I don't care. My daddy and uncles are going to come and kick your butt!" She said defiantly.
As if it was a trigger, the General heard the voices of Ed, Greg, Spike, and Wordy coming towards the locker room with Troy from team three.
"Crap." He grunted walking away. "I'll find you Taylor Braddock."
Taylor didn't respond, she just stuck her tongue out at him.
When he left she whimpered softly as the team one men minus Sam entered the locker room. She stayed silent as they put their bags in their lockers and left. What was she supposed to do now?
"Think, Taylor, how do we get down now?"
Sam entered the Barn to find a frantic Winnie, "Sam!"
"Hey." he greeted her with a smile.
"She's gone." The woman was close to tears.
"What?" His smile fell.
"She said she had to go to the bathroom and I let her go. Oh god I'm so sorry!" She apologized.
"It's okay, Winnie. Tell me what happened." He put his hands on her shoulders.
"I- I was giving you information on the hot call and Taylor was coloring." She told him.
"Then what?"
"Then- then a man came. Your dad. He gave Taylor a weird look and then went to the locker rooms." Winnie was hyperventilating.
"My dad came?" Sam gasped.
"Yeah."
"Okay, breathe we'll find her okay?" Sam assured her. "I'll be back."
He left, jogging around the barn,
"Taylor?!"
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