A/N: Disclaimer but I own Rose and the baby
Third POV:
Rose's hands ran through Riley's hair over and over as her sobs turned into hiccups. "Riley I don't want to go back to sleep." Rose said after a moment of silence. "Sure let's get some coffee-and tea- downstairs." He whispered in her ear while his hands held her waist firmly. As the two walked out of her bedroom Riley heard something and his hands gripped her tighter, "Riley what's going on?" Rose whispered ever so quietly. But before he could open his mouth to reply he felt a rag go over his mouth and nose and knew that the same was being done to Rose as she quickly fell limp in his arms, but soon he had to breathe and with such a big breath the chloroform he couldn't stay awake and also collapsed.
The two were tied to chairs next to Ben and Abigail-who was also, bound-in the kitchen. Sooner or later Ben's head rolled up Abigail's a few seconds after. "Abby…Oh, no." he said noticing the predicament of the family. Riley was soon up too, "Ben? What's going…? Ian." Riley growled as the man himself walked in. "Ah, I see you've finally awakened there was only a matter of time." Ian said smiling at the three. "I see Rose still has yet to wake up, now doesn't she?" He commented pulling her head up by her hair. "Leave her alone!" Riley shouted. Ian only chuckled seeing Riley attempt to break the ropes-failing in doing so. At last Rose's head rolled up and she glanced upwards seeing Ian Howe laughing, making the mistake of gasping he turned towards her and lifted her chin up, "Rose finally come around have we?" He smiled sadistically.
"Go to hell." Rose spat her voice growing hoarse. Ian slapped her across the face she whimpered at the taste of metallic blood coming from her lip, and she gasped with the stinging sensation. She hadn't been hit like that in months. "Don't touch her!" Ben yelled; he didn't want his niece ending up in a hospital bed like the last time landing in a coma, having her heart fail on her, and have only a fifteen percent chance of living. "How about you help me find the amulet and I won't lay a hand on her or Mr. Poole." Ian walked behind his captives' chairs and landed behind Abigail. "Or even your wife." He said resting his hand on Abigail's shoulder. "Alright." Ben sighed anger coursing through his veins at the sight of his hand on Abigail and Rose's already-bleeding-lip and bright red hand mark on her cheek. "I'll give you the amulet."
"Good, now where will this little venture take us to?" Ian asked. "Greece. Athens to be pinpoint exact one of the temples of Aphrodite or Eros." Ben replied trying to hide the fact he was fighting against the ropes binding him to the damn chair. "Sleep well then," Ian sneered. "We're leaving tomorrow."
Sorry that this is like insanely lately posted, and INSANELY short but it's been ready for a while now to be posted I just couldn't post it.