Ok so here is chapter 9, hope you enjoy :-) No Copyright Intended!
Chapter 9
Amaro's Point of View
We were sitting discussing the case when a disturbing message came in.
"Benson's car has been found abandoned down an alley." Fin announced.
"What?" Both Rollins and myself gasped.
"I take it Liv wasn't with it?" I sighed.
Fin shook his head in response.
"Someone needs to go see Aria, maybe Liv escaped?" Rollins suggested.
However I could tell she was living on hope. We all knew it was more serious. Nevertheless we headed to Liv's apartment together, (we couldn't decided who would go) knocking on the door we prayed to see Benson on the other end.
"What?" A tired looking Aria complained as she opened the door.
"Ohh sorry I thought it was the stupid kid down the hall again. He has been knocking on the door all afternoon and laughing as he ran away." She told us.
"Aria have you seen your mom?" I asked hesitantly.
"Not since she went to work. Why?" She replied.
She must have sensed something was wrong as none of us answered straight away.
"Why?" She pressed.
"Her car was found." Fin finally said.
A mixture of worry and panic crossed Aria's face. Something Liv would kill us for when we found her.
"Hey don't worry I'm sure she is fine." Rollins tried to comfort.
"Come on you don't believe that, why else would the three of you rush over here? We all know who is responsible." Aria sighed.
"Right about that we were wondering if…" Rollins trailed off.
She looked at me for support. Nodding silently I took over.
"Wondering if you could talk to Mary….see if she knows where Frank might be?" I finished for Rollins.
"Yeah that's ok with me." Aria told us.
Arriving back at the station Aria looked incredibly worried as she prepared to talk to Mary.
"You don't have to do this you know. We can find your mom another way." Rollins assured her.
"This is the fastest way." Aria replied.
"I can do this." She stated, although I got the feeling it was more to convince herself than us.
"Ok well when you're ready." I smiled.
She nodded, took a deep breath and walked into the room with confidence.
"Remind you of anyone?" Rollins smirked as we watched from the outside.
Aria's Point of View
Walking into the room was the most nerve wrecking thing I have ever done. I tried my best to appear confident, but wasn't sure I was pulling it off.
"Charlotte!" Mary beamed as I walked in.
"My name isn't Charlotte." I snapped.
"Of course it is you have always been Charlotte." She replied.
Sensing I would get nowhere in arguing with her I decided to play along.
"I'm sorry you're right, I am Charlotte. Its just I have to pretend to be who they want me to be when I'm with them." I replied, gesturing towards the mirror.
She nodded and gave me a wink.
"Mar-I mean mom do you know where dad is? I really need to see him, you know help him." I asked.
Mary looked towards the window and gestured for me to come closer. Obediently I leaned over the table and allowed her to whisper in my ear.
"Remember your favourite shop as a kid?" She whispered.
"Sure the one that sold the dolls? Didn't that close down?" I questioned.
However realisation hit me as soon as I finished my sentence.
"Is dad in there?" I asked.
"He bought the shop, was going to re-open it." Mary said with a small smile.
"You sure he is there?" I pressed, shooting down her attempts at memory lane.
She nodded slowly as I jumped to my feet. Mary looked shocked as she glared at me. She seemed to figure out I was using her for information.
"You tricked me, you don't consider me your mom anymore!" She hissed.
"That's because you're not my mom, you're a crazy person who steals little kids!" I replied before storming out off the room.
Rollins and the rest of the team where waiting outside as I appeared.
"Please tell me you know where the store she is talking about is?" Fin asked.
"Yeah I do its on 23rd street opposite the bar." I told him.
"It's been closed years though, don't know what it looks like now." I added.
"Doesn't matter we have to go there now. I will get us a team." Rollins said as she walked off.
"Good job Aria we will get your mom." Amaro told me as he went to follow Rollins.
"Wow can't I come?" I complained.
"On a police ride? Your mom would kill me, so no." Amaro laughed.
"Guys come on I need to make sure Frank and Jared don't do anything!" I replied.
"Aria they won't, we will save your mom. I promise, but you have to stay here for all we know that is exactly what Frank and Jared want." Fin tried to reason with me.
"But…" I began to protest but Fin cut me off.
"No kid your staying here. You got it? I don't want to have to handcuff you to the desk." He scolded.
Reluctantly I nodded and watched them leave. However once I was sure they had gone I left the station. I knew a quicker way to the shop and I was determined to save my mom.
Olivia's Point of View
I woke up tied to a chair, alone in what appeared to be an old store. There was some creepy dolls on shelves amongst them was broken pieces of dolls. Trying desperately to untie my hands proved useless and I wasn't alone for long. As I was struggling to get free I caught sight of Frank Clarke 15 years older than the last time we met. He slowly approached me as I stopped struggling.
"Hello Olivia." He smiled at me, almost like we were old friends.
"What do you want from me?" I hissed.
"I'm afraid its not you I want, but seeing as how you have prevented me from finding Charlotte I thought this was the best way to lure her out. You see I know her, she was act on impulse, try to save you and as soon as she does I will get her back." Frank smirked.
"There is no way in hell that will happen." I threatened.
"Well I'm afraid being tied to a chair will prevent you from doing much to stop me." He mocked.
"So I suggest you relax, by my calculations Charlotte will not be much longer." Frank informed me as he walked out of the room.
I silently prayed he was wrong but something in my head kept screaming you know she will do what he said. She was more like me than I had initially thought so of course she would come. If she thought coming to the shop would help me in anyway she would come, just like I would for her. I just hoped my team saw that and found a way to stop her. I was wrong because next thing I heard was my daughter whisper behind me.
"Mom?" ...
Until next time ;-)
