Fault

Chapter 12

Gabriella covered her mouth. The man had his eyes wide open and blood was starting to seep out of his mouth. "Mommy?" Gabriella turned around and saw Owen standing there. His face looked like he'd seen everything. Gabriella looked back at Ron's face. He had the gun in his hand ready to shoot again. "Kevin go upstairs and into bed." Gabriella said as calmly as she could.

"No." Ron said.

Owen looked back and forth. He was five and he was scared. He just witnessed his first murder and by what he could tell by watching an episode of house was that the man was dead. He wasn't alive. He looked at his mommy she hadn't gotten big, but she wouldn't tell him why though. "Kevin go upstairs, don't listen to him." Gabriella said to him. He looked into her eyes, his mommy's eyes.

"Mommy…" Owen felt his lips quiver and his eyes were getting blurry.

"Nora, come here." Ron demanded.

Gabriella turned around to him. "Look Ron please, just let us go. I'm not Nora and this isn't Kevin. My name is Gabriella Bolton, I worked on your case, remember?" Gabriella tried pleading with him. She could feel a baby's foot press their feet against her stomach.

"Nora and Ron get here! We don't have enough time. They're going to come!" Ron yelled the vein in his fore head showing.

Gabriella was getting scared. Her head was killing her and her legs just wanted to collapse on her. Her heart was racing. "Ron, please…I'm not Nora." Gabriella whispered.

Ron watched as the brunette woman walked into the room with a FBI tracksuit jacket on. Her long hair was in a pony tail. He smiled. She looked just like Nora…Nora that name bored a new pain in his chest. "Hey, how are you doing?" she asked him. Her voice was soft. Ron looked down at his ten –year old daughter. "Sir, Can you please just lower your gun down so we can talk about this." The woman said walking into the room…

"Gabriella…" Ron mumbled.

Gabriella nodded and turned around. Owen had gone upstairs. Thank goodness. She turned back to Ron, but he was in his own world. The gun still pointing at her.

Ryerson said nodding his head. "Your boy, looks very much like you." He said to Gabriella.

Gabriella glanced over her shoulder to where Owen sat in his fifth birthday chair. Gabriella took the picture and turned it over so it was facing down. She didn't want a killer, kidnapper, anyone looking at her pictures, except for the ones she knew.

This wasn't his Nora…

"Stop, where's Kevin, now?" Ron demanded.

"He had to go to the bathroom." Gabriella said.

Upstairs Owen was doing something no five-year-old knew how to do. He had seen it on TV so many times and heard his mom and dad talk about it. The first time he had came here he notice a big bottle of gasoline. He had opened it and was now dragging it along the floor of the upstairs. He had a packet of matches that he kind of knew how to use. He saw his mommy do it a million time when she lit something up and brought it to her mouth. She did it every night before entering the house. He never asked her about it though. The bottle was now light so he could lift it. He led a trail down the stairs and into the kitchen. His mom was next door in the living room. He went around the outside of the living room and threw the empty bottle under the table.

He left the bottle alone and went into the living room. Ron looked like he was in a daze. "Mommy." He whispered. Gabriella turned around. She smiled and ran towards him, but once she did she smelled gasoline.

"Owen what did you do?" she asked.

"I found a bottle of gasoline I put it around the house. I have matched." Owen said going into his pocket. He brought them out and showed Gabriella. She smiled.

"You're such a smart boy." Gabriella said smiling at him.

"Nora, Kevin…" Gabriella turned around blocking Owen. He didn't smell anything.

"Ro no…not my son." Gabriella said clutching the packet of lighters in her hand.

"Nora, we'll finally be together." Ron whispered. He was smiling.

Gabriella knew right now was death or life. She could risk her babies, but if that meant saving Owen she could live with that. "One last kiss?" she walked up to him and kissed him long and hard. The tears in hers eyes were blurring her open eyes. With her hand she lit the match and dropped it on the ground and lit another one making moaning noises so he wouldn't hear and dropped it in his shirt. She could smell something burning. She kicked in the groin and he pulled away groaning in pain.

"Owen come on." She said running taking Owen's hand and running upstairs.

In the middle of the stairs she lit a match and dropped it and running into the master bedroom with Owen. She locked the doors and went over tot eh dresser where she took the lamp and smashed it against the window. When the window finally broke she climbed out onto the balcony with Owen.

"Nora, Kevin!" she looked at the door and saw bright red flames from hole in the door.

"Owen I want you to run. Run to the closet house as fast as you can. Get help ok.": Gabriella said to him.

"What about you?" he asked.

"Its going to take me a while to climb down this, but your fast. Remember that time your daddy and me went apple picking. You climbed down those trees so fast." She said smiling.

"Ok, I love you mommy." Owen said hugging her.

"I love you too Owen. Now go." She said smiling.

She watched Owen Climb down the tree as fast as he could. His small five year old body looked like it was going to tremble and fall apart. Her breath was caught in her throat until he reached the ground. She smiled softly as he ran and ran.

"Oh my God…" Gabriella mumbled. She was getting headed. She took the heels off of her feet and threw them inside. She lit the match again and threw it into the room and closed the window.

She could still hear Ron yelling their names…their false names.

She put one leg over the fencing on the balcony and then the other. Making the short jump to the tree, she closed her eyes and wandered back to the time when she was sixteen sneaking down her tree with her sister Melissa. They were going to this party. Melissa was only 15, they wanted to go together. By the time Gabriella has reached the ground she finally got a good look at the burning house. It was big…nice and yellow. The flames of the house were burning its wood.

She looked closely into the upstairs windows and saw Ron. His body was burning with flames around him. He was yelling and when he looked to his right he was looking straight at Gabriella. "Oh my God…" she said trailing off she couldn't move.

He ran towards the window and broke through it. Gabriella let out a scream when she saw his flaming body jump out. When she landed she didn't want to go near him. He was moving. "Nora…" his voice was raspy.

He was moving to get up.

Owen ran and ran and ran. His feet were hurting from the small stones sticking to his bare feet. Finally he saw a small house up ahead. His mommy and he were going to be safe again. They were going home. He looked over his shoulder and could see smoke rising into the sky. He ran across the lawn and up to the door. He rang the door bell when a nice young looking women opened the door. "Call 991 please, my mommy is in trouble." He cried.

The woman stood there shocked for a minute, but went to the phone. She was looking at the small little boy in front of her. While she was dialing she yelled for her husband. "Go to the burning house. This boy's mom is in trouble." She said. The man looked at the boy in the doorway and ran. He looked so young, but so old in his eyes. She hung up to the phone with the police and went over to the boy. "What's your name?"

"Owen, please are the police coming?" he asked.

"Yes…how old are you?"

"I'm five…I wanna go home." He cried. For once in the first two months Owen cried and acted like his age. He ran into the woman's arms and cried. His body smelled like gasoline and smoke.

"Shh…it's going to be ok." She whispered.

Troy sat at Gabriella's desk after taking a walk. Mark had left an hour ago to talk to someone. His life wasn't moving on. All Troy could remember were those words. Those words he said to Gabriella. He blamed it on her; he said he wanted a divorce. He didn't want one. He wanted to hold her and tell her he was being an ass, a big ass.

Everyone form home was calling him. He kept telling them that he wasn't ready to talk. He wanted his wife son and unborn child right in his vision. In his blurry eyed vision.

He took in a deep shaky breath and sniffled. He looked at the three pictures on her desk. The first was of Owen the second their wedding and the third. The third was of the three of them. Sharpay had taken it when they were all in the park, the whole family.

"Troy…" Mark said. Troy looked up; he didn't notice him enter the room.

"What?" Troy said tiredly.

He smiled. "We have a lead."

Troy looked up amazed. They both ran out of the room with ten other people.

Gabriella was on the ground. She collapsed when she saw Ron stand up. His skin was burnt. "Nora, please come back to me." He whispered. She looked up at him. He was close to her. Not again. Not again.

"HEY!" she heard a strong deep voice yell. Ron looked at him still limping. He froze when the man pulled out a gun and shot him three times.

Ron fell onto Gabriella's legs. The heat from his body was piercing her legs. She let out a cry of pain before blacking out fully.

The man, Patrick Allan, bent down and checked for a pulse on the man. He had none. He pushed him off the women and checked her legs. They weren't badly burnt. "Miss…are you ok?" he asked softly. He noticed her baby bump. He thought twins or eighth month.

Ten minutes later there were ambulances and fire departments in the lawn putting out the fire and getting everything they needed to go inside. "Mommy!" Patrick looked around to see the little boy again running towards his mother's limp body.

His wife Erica came up and stood next to him. "His name is Owen Bolton and the moms name is Gabriella Bolton…Patrick they're the ones form the news." She said.

Hr nodded as the paramedics started working on. "Owen sweetie come on. We need to let them help your mom." Erica said picking Owen up.

He looked at his mom as they put him on a stretcher and hooked her up to things.

He looked around and his eyes widened. "Daddy." He said quietly.

"What's wrong?" Erica asked.

…..

Troy and Mark got out of the car where there were neighbors and people running around putting the fire out. The sky was dark except for the sun setting. "Owen." Troy said once his eyes landed on him. He ran to Owen where he was being held.

"I'm his father." He said once he took him out of the woman's arms.

"Daddy." He cried into his dad's neck.

"Owen, oh god. Where's your mom?" he asked.

"The paramedics are taking care of her." Patrick said to him.

"You found Owen?" Troy asked them.

"Yeah he came to our door step." Erica answered.

"Thank you, so much for helping him and my wife." He said.

They smiled at him and went to the crowd forming, Troy had Owen on his hip hugging him tightly. His eyes landed on Gabriella who was being loaded into an ambulance. He ran over to them. "I'm riding with you, I'm her husband." He said climbing in.

He looked at Gabriella and noticed her bump. She has ashes all over her arms and face. There were burn marks on her legs…he didn't want know anything else. He could hear Owens soft snoring in his ear and he smiled. His family was back nearly…everything was going too fast for him right now, in one hour they found his wife and son.

"Nat, hurry up, she's flat lining!" The paramedic yelled as he got the paddles ready.

Troy sat back in the car and said nothing, but watched…his family was slipping away…

A/N OK!!!!!!!!!!Q lol I did it! I finally updated! Lol I know now half of you are just like agh I don't want to read this any more, but guess what I hope you do. I mean like with school and other things its been wild.

I had mid-terms, (I did GREAT on) and then im failing all my earth science tests…I just don't get it. I'm volunteering at a hospital. Guys, I met the most inspiring teenager in the maternity ward. She just had a baby after being raped eight months before and she said the baby looked just like her rapist. She didn't know if she could look at the baby. Well I sat down and talked to her like she was a best friend. Lets just say I left that hospital in tears!

I have never appreciated my life more than ever now. At the end the girl held her baby and I stayed with her till she fell asleep. The baby was gorgeous, it was a boy, but yeah, lol.

Uh….my neck hurts so im going to go. Im going to try and update more now because im getting a lot of things don't faster and im getting better at that lol.

Nowe im sorry if you all felt this chapter was rushed and I know it was rushed, but I liked it and I was just typing and typing and typing lol.

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