Paternal Bonds Shattered
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Chapter 14 (Hours From Death)
Jonah and his father decided it was about time to put their plan to action. They knew there had to be guards watching the family, so they couldn't take them all at once. They also knew they couldn't take them from the house, for obvious reasons. It was too risky. They needed to rescue them one at a time. "Thanks for including me in this, son." Michael was grateful that his son let him help, because he didn't want to risk losing his son. Seeing Jonah dying on that bed that night was the worst thing he'd ever seen.
"We're going to do this, Dad. We're going to save Valerie's family. We have to." Michael nodded as Jonah slowly looked down at his notes. They were going over the plan step by step, they were nervous, but they had to do it. This was no time to be getting cold feet. Jonah was sure the others wouldn't kill Valerie's family, just use them as a means to get her to do what they wanted. "Dad, I don't want anything to happen to you. Someone's got to take care of Olivia."
"Don't you worry son, everything is going to be fine." Suddenly Jonah's radio watch began to buzz. He frowned and looked down at it, he must be getting a transmission from someone. His eyebrows rose and his eyes widened, Valerie. It had to be her. He quickly hit the button on his watch and spoke into it.
"Valerie, are you trying to call me?"
"Jonah!" Valerie cried. She was sobbing. Jonah was growing furious, hearing the sobs in her voice. Michael frowned and looked at his son. "Jonah they hurt me. Jeremy…he…he hit me Jonah." Jonah's eyes widened and his muscles became tense. How dare Jeremy lay a finger on Valerie. "He caught me making a phone call…."
"Where are you now?"
"In my bathroom, Sam is with me."
"Sam?"
"H-Hey Jonah," Sam's voice came over the radio. Jonah sighed with relief and Michael's jaw grew firm. Sam was alive, this was great news. Then again, he knew Hector and the others weren't planning on killing her. "I don't like Hector, he scares me. Jeremy's bad too."
"It's okay Sam, we're all trying to figure out how to get you two out of there. Any ideas where you're at?"
"No…nobody knows except Hector."
"Shit. Valerie, I'm going to find your family, I'm going to get them away. Do you hear me? I'm going to take care of them."
"Please help them, mom needs someone," Valerie said with a begging tone. "And, not to scare you or anything, but…" Jonah slowly nodded as Valerie took a deep breath, he often recognized this as a sign she was going to say something that would affect him greatly. "Jonah, I'm pregnant. It's yours." Jonah froze and Michael closed his eyes. He is hands shook as Valerie's voice rang out. "I have to go, Gibby's calling. Don't worry, he's not bad to me, he protects me from Jeremy." The radio clicked off and Jonah continued staring at his watch in pure shock.
"Jonah?" Michael asked cautiously. He wasn't happy about what he heard, but there was no going back. Jonah knew what this meant, this had put fire on his heels for sure. There was still no way to find her, but he wasn't going to stop. Not when he had a child coming. Jonah slowly looked up at his father and stared at him with an expression of pure shock.
"I-I'm a father…I need…" Jonah quickly shook his head and stood up. "We need to get to work, now! We have to save Valerie's family, because she sounded like Jeremy might want to kill them now. I can't let anything happen to them."
"You seem determined." A new look was growing in Jonah's eyes, a look of determination and pure confidence. He wasn't going to back down now, not now. He was a father, he needed to make sure and find out where Valerie was, but first things were first. "What are you going to do about the child?"
"I'm going to do whatever it takes to find Valerie, then I am going to raise that child safely and marry Valerie." Michael raised his eyebrow and smiled, perhaps Jonah was going to take responsibility where it was due. "First though, we need to put our plan in action. No more waiting."
"Good by me."
At the Williams's residence, Vanessa and Vincent worked hard to wake Viola. Vixen was curled up on the couch in fear, bawling her eyes out while Veronica attempted to coax and comfort her. Victoria was watching everybody with fear, what could a twelve year old girl do in all this commotion?
"Victoria, could you grab the ice from the freezer!" Vincent shouted out in a panic. Victoria nodded and ran to the kitchen, returning promptly with a bag of ice. Vincent sighed and placed it in a rag and on Viola's head.
"Valerie's hurt," Vixen cried as Veronica held her close. Veronica looked up pitifully and closed her eyes, she didn't know what to say or how to act. This family was getting torn up. "A bad man is hurting Valerie, a bad man! I don't like him! I don't like him!"
"It's going to be okay Vixen," Veronica said as she kissed her sister's head. They all knew what it meant when Sam's voice had come over the phone. Nobody was looking for Valerie. If they weren't looking for Sam, they weren't looking for anyone else.
"Girls, I know it's hard, but you have to relax!" Vincent said quickly as he continued trying to wake his wife. The fact that she was in a wheelchair didn't make matters any better. Victoria walked over to Vanessa and tugged on her sleeve. Vanessa looked over at her, her hair was a mess and tears were in her eyes.
"Are we in danger?" Victoria asked quietly. This made everyone stop and look over at her in silence. "Look what happened to everyone else who disappeared, and the Brown's had to leave their home so suddenly. That man knows who we are, Valerie got in trouble for talking to us…does this mean we're in danger?"
"We're not going to let anything happen to this family, sweetie," Vanessa replied as she knelt down and placed her hands on Victoria's shoulders. She didn't know what would come of the family, but she did know they had a chance of being thrust into danger now. She didn't want to worry her sisters though. She had to be the strong one now, she had to. Viola moaned and slowly opened her eyes. While she wished the conversation with Valerie had been a dream, she knew it wasn't.
"Viola honey, thank god!" Vincent said as he hugged his wife tightly. Viola sobbed silently as she hugged her husband. She didn't want to lose her baby, Valerie was an angel.
"My baby, she's gone…Do you have to go to work today sweetheart?"
"I can call off."
"You can't afford to."
"I will, someone needs to be here for you. Vanessa has to head to the college, you know that."
"Yeah and I have to drop Vixen off at dance," Vanessa said quietly. "But I can call my teacher-"
"You need to go to school honey," Viola commented. She wasn't going to let anybody shirk their duties for her, they all had responsibilities.
"Mom, you know how these summer classes are, they're-"
"They're still important. You're going to class. I'll stay here with the girls while your dad gets his butt to work." Viola smiled slightly as Vincent and Vanessa exchanged worried glances. They knew they couldn't argue with her, as much as they wished they could, she just didn't let anyone blow their responsibilities. "Now Veronica and Victoria will be fine, I'll be fine." She had to be, no matter how bad the situation looked.
"You always were a strong woman," Vincent said quietly. He had no choice but to comply with her. "I'll head to work, if you're sure you're going to be okay."
"I will be fine."
"Okay girls, you heard your mother. Vixen, get ready for your dance class."
"Yes daddy," Vixen said with a sniff. She knew her dance classes were the most important of anything. She hated to miss a single class. She went to her room and got dressed, then returned to where her mother praised her.
"Sweetheart, you look so beautiful."
"Thank you mommy!" Vixen hugged Viola as she kissed her forehead. Vanessa walked out of her own room and smiled at her little sister.
"Vixen, are you ready to go?" Vixen nodded and followed Vanessa to the car. Viola watched happily as Victoria and Veronica made their way to the kitchen. They needed to figure out what they were going to do now. It was too emotional and too stressful, they were so worried for Valerie. They also had all these irrational fears going on, but were they so irrational after all?
At the villains' base, Jeremy was on the phone. It was time to do the deed. The Williams's family must die. "Okay men, you've been watching them, but now Valerie's crossed the line. It's time for you to take action. Play around with them a bit, play cat and mouse if you want. Don't kill them right away, but by midnight tonight…I. Want. Them. Dead!"
"Yes sir!"
"Vincent works at Revel Consulting, located in Bellevue, Washington, as I'm sure you've learned. Vanessa's attending summer classes at Seattle University. Vixen Williams takes her dance classes at Exit Space School of Dance located on 72nd street, Seattle, Washington. Have fun."
Vincent was the last to depart, he gave his wife a kiss and smiled. "I'll be home by three."
"You knock them out today, dear," Viola said with a smile. She was going to make sure her family was strong and stayed strong. Nothing would shake them. "I love you Vincent."
"I love you, Viola." They gave each other a peck on the lips and Viola watched as her husband left the house. She sighed and wheeled herself over to the couch. She hated not being able to walk, it made things so difficult for her. She was so agile before, before the war.
Vincent noticed his phone ringing while he was driving. He didn't usually answer it when he was on the road, but something told him to answer. He was minutes away from his work site, so it wouldn't hurt. He picked up the phone and heard a dark, sinister voice speaking into his phone. "Hello?" Vincent asked with a raised eyebrow. "Who is this?"
"Continue to work and do not act suspiciously, Mr. Williams." Vincent raised his eyebrows suspiciously and swallowed hard. He had a sinking feeling about this. "You and your family are going to die today. Do not act alarmed."
"W-Who is this?"
"You will soon learn. Again, do not be alarmed Mr. Williams. We know where to find you, we know where to find each member of your family. If you act out of turn, we will kill all early on."
"Listen here, you better not do anything to my family!"
"You have no choice. Attend your workplace. If you do not go to work or you leave work early, a member of your immediate family dies sooner. Remember, we are watching your every move."
"Shit…" The man hung up and Vincent slowly pulled into the employee parking lot. He exited his vehicle and looked around, wondering if he was really being watched. He was afraid of being sniped on the spot. He closed his eyes and drew in a deep breath. The worst feeling you could ever have was the feeling that you couldn't do a thing for your family, and this was how he felt.
Here it is, the start of something really great, action and more action! Enjoy as you are kept upon the edge of your seat!
