For two days Eric and Kyle barely slept, Kyle barely ate unless his mother or Eric pestered him enough. Kyle was just watching the snow in the window, praying and hoping his daughter is alive somewhere.
Eric cleaned. A lot. The chief gave him compassionate leave until this situation is resolved or becomes a cold case. He prayed it never became a cold case. He hated to think it but even if they found her dead it would be enough closure, for him at least. He doesn't want her to be missing for twenty plus years to be forgotten about by the Justice system.
While nearly scrubbing a hole in the counter his phone went off. He answered it quickly. "Officer Cartman." "You're gonna wanna come down to the station. We think we have a lead." He dropped the towel he was using. "If this is a joke-" "God Eric, no! Just..look just get down here, it's...odd." Eric swallowed. "I'll be there soon as I can in this weather." He hung up, taking in a breath as he walked to Kyle who was sitting on the couch. "The chief just called. He says they have a lead." Kyle perked up, looking at him. "A lead? Really?" Eric nodded. "Yeah. I told him we'd be down as soon as possible." Kyle wiped his eyes, standing. "I'll tell my parents what's going on, go get the car ready." Eric nodded, getting his coat and keys, making sure to remember his badge.
Once the car was cleared of snow and warmed up, Kyle got in, putting his seat belt on as Eric drove carefully to the station.
The chief greeted Eric. "Lieutenant Cartman, please follow me." Eric followed along side him. "What did you find? A name? Face?" Kyle frowned, speaking quietly. "A body?" Eric turned, pointing a finger at Kyle. "We are not thinking like that." The chief swallowed, sensing the tension between them. "It's not a body but we have reason to believe your daughter is still alive. Just...well..come watch this."
He got to the computer, bringing up the surveillance footage from the school. It showed a black van with blackened windows pulling up to the front of the school. Three people moving about, getting stuff ready. Eric swallowed. "That's them?" The chief nodded. "Yeah. It seems like a typical start of a school shooting but watch them, very carefully."
They watched the footage of the three going into the school, the screen showing them shooting as they went down the hall, shooting at the ceiling, each going into a different school room. The chief switched it to Anna's homeroom. Kyle gasped, seeing Anna in the second row of kids. "There she is." The chief nodded. "Now watch, very closely."
The gunmen shot at the ceiling, demanding everyone get down on the ground, heads facing the floor but Anna of course tried to fight them. The teacher yelling at her to stop, the man shooting near the teacher but not at her. While he focused on the teacher Anna had tried to wrestle the gun out of his hands but he acted quickly, getting a second gun and shooting her neck, making her collapse onto the floor. Eric swallowed. "There's no blood. He didn't kill her. He didn't kill any of them. That was a tranquilizer." Chief nodded. "Now watch this."
While the kids had their heads down the man took Anna over his shoulder, walking out of the room. Kyle gasped. "She was target. The school shooting, it was just staged. A distraction but why the hell would they want our nine year old daughter?" The chief sighed, moving and getting some papers. "We couldn't get a read on the license plate but we did run their faces through our facial recognition system. Tell me what you think." He handed the papers to Eric. Eric starting to read them.
"Names Lisa Weber, age 41,hair blonde, eyes blue and...what the fuck? She has five warrants for her arrest. Ones from Colorado. And it says she was apart of the Colorado snow alliance." The chief spoke. "The group that targets and lures Jews and gays and blacks before killing them. The same group that took you and Kyle ten years ago." Kyle swallowed down the nasuasa he was feeling. He thought they'd never hear from those monsters again. "How is that even possible? I thought they were all arrested?"
The chief looked at Kyle. "There was nearly 150 people in that group. Odds are they're a gonna be some that slip through. She managed to slip through. Her and her husband. And they've managed to track you, I imagine it's some sort of revenge for getting her group arrested." Kyle felt panic creeping up His back, shaking his head. "No, no they can't have her. Eric, this can't be happening. They can't have her, they'll torture her." Eric turned, pushing down his panic as well as he held Kyles arms gently. "It'll be ok, we'll save her, we'll get her back." Kyle was nearly sobbing, gripping Erics arms. "How? Remember what you had to go through to save me? The jail time?" "And I'd do it again to make sure you and Anna are safe." He turned to the chief. "What do we do now?"
The chief turned off the computer. "Wait again until we can get a location. Soon as we have a location we're gonna send in our search and rescue." Eric was about to ask to be a part of it and he chief cut him off. "You will not be a part of it. I already told you you are not a part of this investigation. I'm only telling you all this information because you have a right know as her parents. Now go home, rest and we'll call as soon as we have her in custody."
The chief spoke softer, seeing Kyle so broken up and understandably so. "And if you need a therapist, we have plenty that deal with trauma. I can't imagine. how you feel with this shit being brought up again." Eric nodded, wrapping an arm around Kyle. "I'll keep that in mind. Com'on Kyle, let's go."
At home Kyle wasn't any better and Eric was at the end of his own rope. Kyle was pacing a hole in the floor, his curls frizzing from how often he ran his hands through it. "Kyle, you are going to give yourself a heart attack, you have to calm down." Kyle shook his head, his eyes wide and watery. "Calm down? The people that raped me, took me and you and tortured us, nailed me to a fucking cross have our daughter and you're telling me to calm down?!" "Don't you think I'm scared of that too?! Jesus Kyle you're not the only one that's fucking terrified!" "Then fucking show it! I've felt like I'm the only one that's scared for our daughter! You've been hiding away and burying your feelings and going all stone faced! Where have you been when I needed you? Cleaning the fucking bathroom for the sixth time!" Eric felt like he got punched, swallowing down his hurt. "Fuck you, that's low and you know it." He said quietly. It felt like they were nine again, arguing and hitting nerves just to get a rise out of the other.
Sheila could only watch helplessly from the kitchen. She knew they were only fighting out of hurt and fear. Gerold was hiding away upstairs, not wanting to watch.
Kyle felt his lip tremble. "And while we're here arguing they could be torturing our little girl to death. While we wait for the police to take some action and find them they could be molesting her, raping her." Eric shoved those thoughts away. "So you want me to break my chiefs orders, possibly lose my job when we don't have the slightest clue where she is?" Kyle floundered. "Yes?" He wiped his eyes as Eric came closer, holding his arms gently. "What we need to do is stay calm, take care of ourselves until we get the call. I'm sorry if I've been...emotionally closed off but I'm here and I'm never leaving."
Anna was moved from the van to a dog cage in their basement. Her ankles and wrists chaffing and bleeding from how tightly she did the cuffs on her. She was starved and they only gave her a bit of water a day. Enough to keep her alive until they have their perfect time to kill her. She was in pitch blackness almost all of her time in the cage.
She was trying not to cry when the basement door opened, the overhead light turning on and blinding her painfully. "Ahh Damnit!" She heard a laugh that was familiar. Once her eyes adjusted she saw Aaron, her school bully. "Aaron?" He smiled and he had a look in his eyes she didn't like.
He opened the cage. "Your gonna help me with something. See when my parents decided to kidnap you I thought it was gonna be all boring and they were gonna focus everything on you but... oh I found a way we can have some fun." He pulled her out roughly. She cried out in pain, the cuffs on her ankles digging into the wounds. "Just fuck off...please." Aaron gripped her hair so tightly she cried out. He used his free hand to undo his pants. "Kiss your parents with that mouth freak?" Anna glared but it was weakened by her watery eyes. "Fuck you." "I was saving that for another day, right now I have another plan." She swallowed down her disgust when he freed his member.
It wasn't very large, he was only about fourteen but the thought of putting her mouth anywhere on him made her want to vomit. She kept her mouth firmly shut. He growled in frustration. "Open wide." But she didn't budge so he kicked at her ankles, putting pressure on the wounds, making her cry out in pain. He used the opportunity to thrust inside, making her cry out, trying in vain to get away but he held her there as he used her mouth for himself. She watched , making sure to breath through her nose,waiting for the right moment, ignoring the disgusting taste of him in her mouth.
When he was lost in his own pleasure she bit down, hard. He cried out in pain as she put all her strength into it until she felt it snap off, tasting blood fill her mouth as he screamed, backing away and falling down. "Ahh! Y-you bitch! Oh god!" She spat it out, glaring him down with blood dripping down her chin. "I told you to fuck off and leave me alone." He barely heard her through his screams. There was rushed footsteps as Lisa and Dan came down. "Oh my god, Aaron, what the fuck did you do?" Lisa asked as she looked him over.
He was crying as she looked everything over, seeing the other half of his penis on the floor. She looked to Dan. "Get a bucket of ice and put that thing in it. We need to get him to a hospital, now!" Dan did as his wife ordered, worrying what Aaron was trying to do to Anna. He brought the bowl of ice down to the basement where Lisa was putting pressure on the wound with some rags. Lisa was seething at Anna who was back in her cage, eyes watery, mouth bloody but so much fire in her eyes. "I am going to make you suffer. Instead of your parents watching you die, your gonna watch them die, you fucking piece of shit." Dan cleared his throat. "Here, I got the ice." Lisa grabbed it, putting the bitten off penis in it. She started to help Aaron up, having to turn,drying heaving. Lisa looked worried, almost human for a moment, worried about her son instead of her mission. Dan used this moment. "Why don't you just take him, I'll clean up here. It'll be faster to get him there with just the two of you anyway." Lisa nodded. "Ok. Com'on baby, we'll get you fixed up." She helped him up the stairs, carrying the bowl of ice with his dismembered penis.
Dan walked up the stairs, watching them leave, not moving until they were out of the drive way and down the street. He got cleaning supplies, antiseptic, cotton and some paper towels along with a bottle of water. He went back down, seeing Anna curled up best she could and sobbing. He went over, placing everything down. "Hey, it's just me." She whimpered. "Just leave me alone." "I brought stuff to clean your wounds, please, let me help." "Why?! You heard her! She's gonna kill my dads!" "I'm not gonna let that happen, please, let me help you." She sniffled, sitting up enough to see he brought down water and rags and cleaning supplies. She nodded. "Ok."
He opened the cage, carefully helping her out. He brought brought a few wetnaps. "I'm gonna wash your face off, that's an awful lot of blood." She nodded as he brought the clean wipe to her face, starting to smear some of the blood, cleaning it off. "I know. He shouldn't have started it. I'm sorry, I'm sure your pretty mad at me for hurting your son." Dan let out a breath. "He's not mine. Well, not officially. She was his son from another marriage. I'm just his step-dad. We never got along, no matter what I did. He's a bit of a bad seed and from what I can piece together, he was asking for it." Anna rolled her eyes. "That's an understatement." He chuckled weakly, getting a few more wetnaps,the others spoiled with red.
Once she was clean, he uncuffed her. She hissed in pain. Her wrists and ankles had angry, bloody circles around them. He brought the brown bottle,opening it. "This is gonna hurt, like really bad." She frowned. "It's beats dying by blood infection." He hesitated. "On three. One...two...three.." he poured it on her ankles first, having had to bunch up the bottoms of her jeans. The clear liquid poured onto her wounds, making her cry out in pain, crying as the wound bubbled White. "Ow! Goddamn it!" He stopped, seeing they were covered. "I'm sorry, I know." He got some cotton ball, pouring it onto a few of them. "Hand me your wrist." She sniffled, handing over her wrist. He held it gently, dabbing it around the wound. She hissed but tolerated it. He did the same with the other before cleaning the cuffs. He handed her the bottle of water and granola bar. "Here. And don't worry, they'll be the the hospital for hours, you'll be able to use the toilet." She took them happily.
Once she was done with the bar she asked while he cleaned the floor. "If they're gonna be gone so long why can't we escape? Turn them in?" He sighed. "Well right now she has the only working car. After the stint with the van she doesn't trust me. She cut the landline and broke my cell. We're stuck." She nodded. "What a bitch. She knows what she doing." Dan nodded. "Definitely. It was one of the things I liked about her when we first met. She was always so confident and knew what to do. Just now it's against me. She thinks I'm too softhearted for this mission, she's right, as always."
Anna nodded. "Thank you, for being softhearted. If you weren't I'd probably be dead from hypothermia by now." He smiled weakly. "Your welcome. You have two hours to walk around, stretch and go to the bathroom, then after you'll have to go back in the cage. I can't let her catch you out side your cage." She nodded. Standing hesitantly. "I understand."