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Her Father's Daughter?

Emily screamed so loudly she thought she might have burst her own ear drums. She was furious rather than scared. Furious that she had been so close to asking her Dad if she could stay home from school and she was furious that someone had the cheek to kidnap her a few hundred yards away from her home. She glared at the man in front of her knowing, just knowing that the man in front of her was something to do with the man that had hurt Gillian. It was definately something to do with the man that had held her and Cal hostage at the Lightman Institute. She glared at the man in front of her determined not to say a word until she absolutely had to. There was no way he was going to see how scared she really was.

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"Ben, the man said no police." Cal tilted his head and stared at his friend. Ben nodded.

"I know."

"He'll call right?" Gillian stared at the carpet as Cal nodded. She hated how desperate she sounded, but the thought of Emily alone and scared nearly killed her. "You have to call Zoe."

"No." Cal shook his head. "Nah, Zoe's in England."

"What?"

"I called her last night. She was glad we were all ok but was unable to come to see Zoe due to prior commitments. That is work is more important than her only kid." He shook his head as Gillian closed her eyes.

"She makes me sick." Gillian got up and started pacing the room. Her head ached and she felt sick at the thought Zoe could just leave the country. Cal ran a hand over his face, he knew what Gillian meant but he couldn't blame Zoe for what she was like. The woman had never been really maternal and as a result Emily had always been a daddy's girl. All three were snapped back to the present as the phone rang. Cal snapped it up as Ben shoved his hands in his pockets and sighed.

"Hello."

"Lightman are you ready?"

"Let me talk to Emily." Cal demanded. "I need to know she's alive."

"Don't you trust me?" The man on the other end of the phone laughed. "I am hurt."

"Stop pissing about and let me talk to my daughter." Cal snapped as Gillian stared at him. He avoided her gaze as Ben walked to the front door to let Ria and Eli in. Cal hadn't even realised the bell had been rung.

"Dad?"

"Em luv, are you ok?"

"Yeah." Emily sighed. "Yeah, you?"

"I'll get you home Emily luv. I'll get you home."

"I know. Dad..."

Cal swore as the phone was taken from Emily's hands the man who had taken her was back on the line.

"Ok, I'll play fair. Emily is a nice kid. You must be proud of her. I would be if shewas mine. But I never got to see my daughter reach this age did I? If you remember."

"I remember you killed your daughter. You killed her and your wife so don't put the blame on me." Cal began pacing as Eli and Ria exchanged glances. Neither had any idea of what was going on.

"Oh come on now. It was nearly twenty years ago. You must remember what we were like in those days? You were more responsible than me. Yet it was me that went to prison, me that lost the chance to see Cally grow up."

"Listen to me." Cal spoke calmly. "I swear I am going to find you."

"I know you are." The voice on the other end of the phone was almost too calm for Cal's liking. "Cal Lightman meet me in half an hour at the Diner on Lake Street. I know you know where I mean. I watched your little sidekick buy her coffee there the other morning. I see she is at your place so if you have any doubt she can give you directions." The line was dead before Cal could reply.

"Cal?" Gillian stared at him.

"Emily is alive."

"Thank God." Ben replied.

"What the hell is going on?" Eli asked. Ria folded her arms as she waited for one of the others to answer her.

"Emily was kidnapped this morning."

"What!" Ria snapped.

"You heard. I'm going to meet the bloke that took her in half hour." He grabbed his jacket.

"Cal."

"Lightman, you need back up." Ben almost yelled. "I have to call this in to the FBI you know I do. If they take her over state boarders then we need all the help we can get."

"I am not risking her life. Look I know this fella. He is a ruthless piece of scum and he will kill her if I do anything that suggests I've got back up." He grabbed his keys as he walked towards the door.

"Cal, I'm coming with you." Gillian stepped towards him.

"No luv." He watched as her eyes widened. He knew he had problems reading her at the best of times. But right then she was an open book. He watched as the anger and fear spread across her face. He smiled slightly.

"I know you wont remember it, it happened before I met you. Before the Lightman Group was ever thought of but I helped put this man behind bars. Ben, look it up. Philip Dean Lloyd. English man moved over here the year before me. Killed his American wife for having an affair. Killed his kid too. Cut the brakes on her car and when she hit the freeway she lost control. Killed instantly. Only thing was he hadn'y bargained on having four year old Cally in the car with him." Cal shook his head.

"So why is he blaming you?" Ria asked the question none of them wanted to ask.

"Me? He's blaming me because it was my mate she was seeing behind his back. It was me that worked for the prosecution. He thinks if I had told my mate to back off and leave her alone she wouldn't have had the affair." He ran a hand over his face. "Look I ain't got time for this, ok." He was out the door before anyone could argue. Gillian shook her head as she paced the living room.

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Emily was angry. She knew her father knew she was still alive but she couldn't shake the feeling he would do something incredibly stupid in order to get her back. She watched as the man who had told her his name was Phil walked towards her.

"You ok kid?"

"Apart from being abducted and held hostage. Again. You mean?"

"Yeah apart from that." He sat down and stared at her.

"You know my father is going to go crazy." She watched as the smirk crossed his face.

"I know. That's the plan. He drove me nuts. It is about time I returned the favour. Having you here and his precious Gillian hardly knowing her own name makes it all worth it."

"You hurt her." Emily wanted to kill the man in front of her.

"No." He shook his head. "I didn't touch her. But I have friends. Friends in very low places." He smirked. It was then Emily realised she had no option but to get herself home, there was no way she could sit around and wait for her father to find her.

A/N Sorry for delay in updating. Hope you like this. Please review.