Max slammed his fist into the punching bag his knuckles bloody. He gave few more
heavy swings before the bag snapped off its chain, he collapsed onto the ground
sobbing. A hand reached out and griped his bicep, " Uwcle Max?" Kyle's small voice
made him look up. The young boys brown eyes stared up at him swimming with worry,
"hey kiddo" he said reaching a hand up and ruffling the boys brown hair. Sniffling Max
stood up and picked up his nephew, Kyle grabbed onto his uncle tightly, knowing he
needed a hug. Max closed his eyes and hugged the boy back, he walked up the stairs
and set Kyle down. The little boy ran off playing with his toy truck, " hey Kyle do you
want lunch?" Max asked already knowing his answer. "Yes pwese" he said unable to
pronounce certain syllables. As Max made lunch he watched his nephew, his hair sat
just above his ears. It was the color of Alex's a light brown with a hint of Carmel
highlights. His face was a mix between Sean's and Alex's, Max shook his head it
had
been a year since Alex had been taken. Most of Max's waking moments were
spent
tying to find her, he had gotten an ID off of the man Alex killed in their old
house. Max
gave the plate to Kyle and told him he would be in his office, when he stepped
in he
realized how crazy it looked. Pictures were tapped to the wall maps with
multiple
marker points, papers lay strewn every where pictures of Alex and a series of
snap
shots of a man. The man was the one who wanted Alex, no, who had Alex, Max
had
been so close so many times he had found traces of them in a ware house in
Luxembourg. And many other times he had a lead now, his sources around the world
said there was a huge possibility she was in northern Ukraine. That's where
they were
now Max had bought house in the middle of no where. Max sat down and set to
work trying to find his sister.
As the days went by Max got closer and closer, he FINALY had location and he had
evidence that they were still there. He heard the door bell ring and he ran to get it, a
man with shoulder length sandy blond hair, and shocking blue eyes stood there in
camo. " Nathan" he said extending his hand to the man who shook it, " Max it's good to
see you" he said stepping into the house. He set his bag down on the counter and
looked around " nice place" he said. Max nodded, just then Kyle came running into the
room. He launched himself into Max's arms Nathan smiled and said " he looks just like
her" Max smiled and said " okay Kyle this is your uncle Nathan you remember him
right" Max said pointing at the blond haired man. Kyle nodded and reached his arms
out to him, Nathan's face lit up and he took the small child, who pulled on the necklace
around Nathan's neck. "I will be back soon thank you, thank you so much" he said
Nathan nodded "bring her home Max".
Max took the picture just as Kyle blew out the two candles on his cake. He watched as
the two year old shoved cake into his mouth. His thoughts traveled to his sister,
who
was still in the clutches of the chinese. He had missed them by thirty minutes, she had
now been gone for two years. He did not even want to imagine what had happened to
her, Kyle turned to him and said "Max where is mommy you said she would be back
soon?" Max's heart broke. Max turned to the two year old, " does she not love me any
more?" he asked his face falling further. " Sean Michael Pierce, your mother loves you
more than anything in the world, she wants to be here with you but she can't right
now." Max said his voice cracking, the small boy nodded but a confused expression
crossed his face. " Max why do you call me Kyle if my name is Sean?" Max gave a
shaky laugh and said " your mother gave you that name to protect you, because she
loves you" Max said slowly. " Oh well I like that name and so does mommy" he
squealed before eating more of his cake.
Max looked around their new house, they were in Sweden. Max was starting to get
desperate, if he did not find her soon he would call Ryan. In the few days that passed
since Kyle's birthday Max was looking every where searching every thing. Every new
clipping every street cam, he was so frustrated. He had just put Kyle to sleep and was
drifting off when his computer started beeping. He jerked his head up and ran his
hands through his hair, rubbing his eyes. He clicked on the box and a notification
popped up he gasped Alex's tracker was back online. He felt his stomach turn, his
hand was shaking as he clicked on the screen. His heart soared his mind went into
overdrive, he had found her, he started to cry as the little green dot blinked on the
screen he wrote down the location and gathered info. He was so focused on his work
he did not notice the presence of something in the room, he jumped when a cold nose
touched his ankle. Misha raised his head and rested his head in Max's lap, " I found
her buddy, Misha I found her" he said in Russian. The wolf licked his face and wagged
his tail, Max smiled and laughed tears running down his face. He knew he had to move
quickly the tracker meant she was above ground. He called in an old friend of his
mothers, Ted, who knew him very well. He had been like an uncle to Max, once he got there
Max was in full gear. He wore black Kevlar pants with black cargo pants over them. He
had body armor on the upper half of him, and black boots. He slipped on his jacket
which was lined with pockets, he had throwing knives and close quarter combat
knives. His body was covered in hidden pockets. A beretta 92FS, was strapped to his
chest, he had tree others on his body, in his hand he held a M4A1. On his back he had
his custom AR-15, assault riffle. He had a comm unit set up with Ted who was running
point since Kyle would be in bed, Max walked over to his nephew and kissed him on
the forehead. He took the keys to the armored car and drove off to the location, his
mind setting on one thing getting Alex out alive.