Soooooo I thought I'd posted this chapter but it was brought to my attention that I had not lol FORGIVE ME! I meant to have it up sooner but here is a little idea of who Faith is and why she is involved...
Faith opened the door to the hotel room, frowning as her eyes adjusted to the darkness. Sighing, she walked in and flipped on the light. She hadn't taken two steps when a voice made her freeze.
"I thought you said you would be able to bring him back with you."
"It's going to take more time than a day or two. He's not alone like you thought." Faith shrugged out of her jacket, making sure to keep her face blank. She knew about Wellington's obsessive desire to reclaim A.J. "He's still protected by his friends."
"Thought you had a sure fire way to get back in using the kid."
"I do as long as I can get past their watch dog but that may be easier said than done. Especially since he is now on the look out for you and Carrington. What the hell possessed you two to go to the club?"
"That's none of your concern, all I want to know is if you can or can not get my Allen back for me?"
"I am working on it, it may take longer than first expected." Faith held her breath for the first hit, back tensing as she listened to Wellington move off of the bed.
"You know, I really do appreciate how much you've helped me in finding him, Fran, I thought I'd never see him again."
Faith flinched at the name, hated how he would use it as an endearment when he really meant it as worse. "Yes, well I was given no real choice now, was I? It was either I help you find him or lose my daughter and since I don't want that..." Head snapping back at the slap she was given, Faith glared at the man. Silently pleased to see the large bruise still darkening his skin. She was glad that Shane had been the one to hurt him, knowing full well that Juls and Wyatt both carried weapons. "That was for what?"
"You should have found a way to get him back here no matter what."
Faith looked at the wrecked expression in front of her and frowned. Well's obsession with A.J. was beginning to take its toll on them both. "I told you I would have to get through them first. If they aren't convinced that he is the father then..."
"Then that means I'll have to step in sooner than expected. Which is fine, he and his little posh boy will pay for what they did to me."
Faith slowly moved away from Wellington. She glanced over at the bathroom door, letting out a soft breath as he ignored her. Shaking her head, she watched as Wellington turned towards the television. Moving silently towards the bathroom, Faith let out a soft breath, grateful to avoid a serious beating. If she were honest with herself, she didn't want to go after Allen. She'd had a soft spot for him despite Well's violence. Allen had been a beautiful man, bright blue eyes and a wide innocent smile. It had taken a lot for Well's to find his pressure point, finally breaking him. She had watched when Well's forced himself on Allen, helpless to do anything with a broken arm and three months pregnant. She hadn't known then, neither had Allen or Shinsuke but Well's had. He tried denying the baby at first until they'd had a DNA test.
Now, almost ten years later, they were in New York and Well's was trying everything he could to get Allen back. "Shane won't let Allen go if they really are together, he'll kill him first." Shaking her head, Faith started the shower. Maybe she could get Juls and Bray to help her? Or, if she could get close enough maybe Allen or Shane would, at least for her daughter. "Maybe I can appeal to Sadie, she's a mother as well." Faith stared at the woman in the mirror, tears filling her eyes. "What have I done to fall this far? I was once on top of everything and now..."
"Make sure you clean your shit up before you go to sleep too!"
Sadie stepped into the shower, ignoring the man in the other room. She had to find a way to convince her old friends to help. At least someone who could help her baby girl. "Sadie may hate me but she loves children." Faith felt the shiver or fear race over her. Allen had been able to get away from Wellington once, would he be able to do it again?
