Chapter 10 – Question Marks

Liz heard him walk into the house. She had just put all the boys to bed. She noticed that he looked exhausted and clearly worried. She walked up to him and she put her arms around him, hugging his body to hers. They stayed that way for a few minutes and then he pulled back.

"What's wrong?" She said quietly.

"I don't want to talk about that right now. I need you." He said huskily.

She knew what he needed and took his hand and led him to the guest bedroom. John took off her his shirt and pants and Liz took off hers. He stared at her for a minute, taking in her beauty and then he was on her. He pulled her into him so fiercely that it took her breath away. His lips attacked her as he walked them back to the bed. He picked her up in his arms as they both fell back onto the bed. He ravished her body with kisses while he undid her bra. And when her breasts were free, he gently teased them until Liz's back arched and she moaned loudly. He took off her underwear than his. He climbed next to her and used his hand to make sure she was ready for him. He normally enjoyed the slow foreplay, but tonight he needed to be inside of her. When she was ready, he slowly entered her. Liz's hips met him stroke for stroke. He just couldn't hold back anymore, and as she heard him moan and felt him jerk, she succumbed to the pleasure herself and they both lay panting on the bed.

She waited a few minutes until they were both breathing normally and said, "So, you want to tell me what has gotten you so riled up."

He looked at her and told her everything that happened. When he was done, Liz sat up. He could tell she had a million thoughts running through her head.

"I know that you think Natalie might be faking all of this, but suppose you are wrong? You would never be able to forgive yourself."

He sighed and didn't say anything.

"I know she's been a bitch lately, but that doesn't mean she's turned into a complete psycho."

He smiled. "There's a thin line between love and hate. Natalie is pretty hardcore. There was a time I would never have thought she'd take Liam away from me the way she did; especially after all the lies she told me regarding him. But, she did."

"I understand, but you owe it to Liam to make sure that his mother is safe. If you don't want to do it for Natalie, than do it for him."

He knew she was right.

"Come on." She said pulling him off the bed. She turned down the covers and climbed in. John joined her. "You need some rest."

"You know if it was you in trouble, I'd move heaven and earth to find you." He said sleepily.

She smiled to herself. They were both falling hard for each other. They spooned and soon he felt her breathing change and knew she had fallen asleep. It would take another hour before John allowed the sleep to come. Why did it always have to come down to Natalie being in trouble?

Natalie came out of the bathroom. Scott was still on the couch.

"How you feeling, darlin'?" He said smiling at her.

"I have a headache." She said clutching her head.

He jumped up and went to the kitchen and got her some aspirin and some water. He handed them to her and sat back down. She swallowed the pill and sat the glass down.

"Nice place you have here." He said smiling.

"Thanks."

"You hungry?" He said nicely.

"A little bit." Truth be told, she was starving.

"Good, I made some gravy earlier. I just need to cook the pasta."

He got up and walked to the kitchen. He had on tight jeans and a fitted tee shirt. Damn, the man was hot, she thought to herself. She sat back and watched him. He knew his way around the kitchen which really surprised her. The smell of pasta sauce and Italian seasonings started to waft through the house. Natalie thought she would die waiting for him to be done. She flipped on the television and saw her mother.

"I am begging that whomever took my daughter please return her. I am willing to put up a substantial award for any information that can lead to the return of my beloved Natalie." Vicky's eyes filled up with tears. "Please don't hurt her. She has a little boy."

She saw her mother being held by her dad. God, she missed them. She smiled to herself because she knew this just made it look more real. John was going to eat this up.

"Come and get it." She heard him call out.

She turned off the t.v. and practically ran into the kitchen. He smiled at her eagerness and dished her out a big plate. He turned to get some for himself and when he turned back around she was already gorging herself.

"Oh my God, " she said shoveling some more on her fork, "This is delicious."

"That chloroform must be mighty good." He said tasting it. "Yum. This is good."

She laughed and wiped her mouth. He jumped up and got some wine and poured them both a glass.

"I wouldn't take you for the wine type." She said smirking.

"There's a lot about me that you don't know." He said staring at her intently. He had every intention of making her his dessert.

They finished up their meal and got some more wine. They both sat down next to each other on the couch. He turned on some music and they were just kicking back and relaxing.

She closed her eyes and relaxed. He stared at her and then couldn't help himself. He ran his fingers softly down her arm and Natalie's eyes slowly opened. She saw him descending upon her lips and she opened them; ready for his kiss. He devoured her sweet lips and she turned to him to move closer.

"Let's go upstairs." He whispered into her ear.

She nodded and followed him up there. They had a lot of time to waste until day 4. She planned to wear him out.